What is that?

Golden Eyes......

It is like a ray of morning light tearing through the eternal night in the darkness, as if wrapped in hope and rippling with eternity!

Su Fu didn't die!

He hasn't lost yet!

Blue Sea was creepy, and there was disbelief in his eyes.

There seemed to be a flow of blood in the cracked bell.

Eight genius dream pattern masters from major galaxies joined forces, but they couldn't suppress Su Fu?

The stacked rhyme array dominated by the Lan family can't kill this Su Demon King?

Lan Hai's gaze quickly calmed down.

......

These dream pattern formations are really annoying.

Although the Dream Tattoo Master can't be said to be very good at combat, with the help of the formation, his combat effectiveness is actually not low.

Although Su Fu is only a cloud nebula realm, because of breaking through the extreme realm, his strength is far beyond the ordinary one-cloud nebula realm.

Even if it is Simon's Eight Clouds Nebula Realm, Su Fu can fight against it.

However, he was overwhelmed by this formation.

The pressure released by the mountains is extremely heavy.

The chains seal the flesh, and the five-headed Pegasus will tear the body apart.

There are also nets of heaven and earth, three-color fire, and so on.

These endless methods, even Su Fu felt a little tired of coping.

The blazing flames were beyond the ancient bell, scorching the flesh.

put Su Fu in a dilemma.

The dream pattern that was originally engraved in the flesh seemed to be going deeper and deeper into the flesh at this moment, as if it was about to be engraved into the depths of the soul.

It was a tearing sensation like a cut.

Even Su Fu's nerves were a little unbearable for this pain.

However, this dream pattern is not too deep after all.

When the engraved dream pattern had just touched his soul, Su Fu suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a golden mist in his eyes.

It's as if these dream patterns have touched something they shouldn't touch.

Grunt.

In Su Fu's body, the hot blood was boiling.

The pain dissipated like a tidal wave.

Although Su Fu's eyes were covered with golden mist, his whole person was incomparably clear.

This sense of clarity gave him a peculiar feeling.

He didn't lose his mind, he didn't lose his mind like the last time.

"What a strong ......"

Su Fu took a deep breath.

He looked around.

Blocked by the ancient bell, the scorching heat was transmitted from the surface of the ancient bell, as if to incinerate him to ashes.

Su Fu's forehead, up and down his body, was sweating.

The five-meter-five body is adding the golden mist under the eyes.

At this moment, Su Fu felt that his control of the dream pattern was like the control of water by a fish.

Raise your hand.

The perception surged, turning into golden dream patterns, constantly intertwined.

The dream pattern converged, and soon, a small golden sword was formed.

Little sword!

Originally, the small sword Su Fu could only use the ninety-nine dream patterns to build it.

However, at this moment, Su Fu seemed to have opened up his brain.

The number of dream patterns is increasing.

Soon, the dream patterns gathered on the small sword reached three hundred.

After reaching 300 Dao, it can no longer grow.

Su Fu grabbed the small golden sword, and the tip of the sword was against the ancient bell.

With a creak, it was like cutting tofu, cutting a gap in the surface of the ancient bell.

His eyes came to the gap and looked out.

......

Click.

Lan Hai's heart shrank suddenly, he looked at the chessboard placed in front of him, cracks appeared in the ancient clock, and cracks appeared in the chessboard.

The crack continued to grow, and soon spread throughout the board.

With a click, it shattered in half.

Blood erupted from Lan Haikou's nose, and his whole body was shaken.

Distance.

The remaining seven Dream Tattoo Masters also felt tremendous pressure and attacked.

They looked at the ancient bell with some horror.

This Demon King...... Haven't you lost yet?

Eight Dream Pattern Formations, but there is no way to help a three-grade Dream Pattern Master?

Click!

A piercing, sharp cutting sound reached their eardrums.

Then, the ancient clock was slowly torn apart as if it were paper paste.

A thick palm poked out of the crack.

Rumble!

Fierce as a beast.

The ancient bell was directly torn apart by violence.

The chains trembled continuously.

Su Fu's figure resurfaced.

With a height of five meters and five, golden dream patterns are entangled, and a little golden mist appears in the bottom of his eyes, looming.

The eight Dream Tattoo Masters, including Blue Ocean, were a little messy.

They manipulated Dream Pattern to suppress Su Fu.

However.

Su Fu squinted at the chains that wrapped around his body, grabbed the golden sword, and swept it lightly.

Poof.

All chains are broken.

The feeling of bondage is gone.

The sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high for the birds to fly.

Su Fu grabbed the golden dream pattern sword and glanced at Lan Hai and the others lightly.

"It's over. ”

Su Fudao.

The next moment.

Su Fu raised an arc with his arm, and the little sword was suddenly thrown out, flung towards the dream tattoo master who was controlling the mountain not far away.

"The Sword of Dream Stripes?"

This dream tattoo master's level is not low, but he is not panicked.

His eyes froze, his mind was highly concentrated, he raised his hand, and the dream patterns were wrapped around his fingers, wanting to split and disassemble the dream patterns on the dream pattern sword.

Poof!

However.

His perception had just landed on the golden sword, and it was directly shattered.

This dream tattoo artist was split in half.

The ten integral dream patterns surrounding him on his body were all plundered by Su Fu.

One sword, kill the enemy.

The other Dream Pattern Artists, including Blue Ocean, were stunned!

They don't seem to understand much until now, why Su Fu was able to break free from the formation!

In a trance, one person was beheaded.

The golden sword was not stained with blood, and flew back into the sky above Su Fu's palm.

Su Fu glanced around.

The entire City of Dream Patterns seems to be in full view.

Su Fu smiled faintly.

The little golden sword was thrown down suddenly.

Poof.

At the feet, the formation arranged by Lan Hai and the others was directly smashed!

Turned into a dream pattern, and all of them were gone.

A whistling sound rang out.

In Su Fu's pocket, a black shadow burst out quickly.

It's an old yin pen.

The old yin pen rotated at high speed, and under the control of Su Fu, it quietly galloped out.

It is mainly based on the golden sword, supplemented by the old yin pen.

Su Fu didn't move, just raised his hand and waved it gently.

Poof!

Blood splattered.

The sound of miserable howls suddenly resounded.

Except for the blue ocean, the other six Dream Tattoo Masters all let out a miserable howl.

His waist was pierced, and his blood flowed like a column.

They wanted to resist, but the old yin pen under the leadership of the golden sword was unstoppable.

Tie one, quasi-one.

Lan Hai snorted, clutching his waist, blood surging quietly, but he didn't make a snort.

"Why?!"

Lan Hai's face turned pale, staring at Su Fu deadly.

His overlapping rhyme array is unbreakable if it is not the Starry Sky Realm, why did Su Fu break the formation?

How?

Does he still have the usual means of cheating as devouring loopholes?

Su Fu looked at the blue sea lightly.

"Probably...... We have a different understanding of dream patterns. ”

Su Fudao.

Whether it is a high mountain, a chain, or an ancient bell, it is actually built of dream patterns, and even if it is violent, it is difficult to break.

However, Su Fu used the small sword built by the dream pattern to smash everything.

In fact, it is still violent in nature.

It's just a combination of violence and dream lines.

The blue ocean was stunned.

Su Fu's words are more euphemistic, and what he actually means is...... The Way of Dream Tattoos, I'm better than you.

It's so domineering, it's so unreasonable.

Poof!

Su Fu didn't say much to Blue Ocean.

He's a low-key guy, he's a pure guy, and he's a guy who doesn't want to see too much blood.

Therefore, he waved his hand, and the golden sword slashed down, directly giving Lan Hai a good time.

Poof.

Lan Hai was dazed, and his body was cut in half......

As for the other Dream Tattoo Artists, they have already finished this third round of their journey.

Integral dream patterns quickly wrapped around Su Fu's body.

The originally faint light adds up to a lot and gets brighter and brighter.

Finally, Su Fu's body was as bright as day.

The golden mist in Su Fu's eyes dissipated, but he thought about it, what the golden mist brought him was not only the improvement of his ability to understand the dream pattern.

More power boosts.

As for how to stimulate this golden mist......

Su Fu experienced this time, but he had some experience.

Engrave the dream pattern into the soul?

Su Fu thought in his heart.

It's a dangerous and risky move.

In the Terran universe, the soul is the foundation of everyone and the foundation of everyone's growth, and this kind of behavior involving the soul is indeed very dangerous.

Above the pinnacle of the City of Dreams.

Su Fu stood.

Look around.

The entire City of Dream Stripes was empty, and all that was left around was the mess after the Great War.

Shaking his head, Su Fu slowly exhaled.

This time the Dream Tattoo Master is really a little boring, and this third round is also a little boring.

"A ...... that can fight None of them. ”

Su Fu's tone was a little lost and lonely.

There is also an indescribable, underwhelming loneliness.

......

Defeated.

The defeat was like a mountain.

The eight Dream Pattern Masters joined forces, and the formation they arranged was actually powerful enough to suppress the Su Demon King, and it was broken.

How did it break?

A lot of people can't understand it.

Because, Su Fu's dream tattoo master level is only a third-grade master, why can he break the formation jointly built by many second-grade dream tattoo masters?

The final picture also stunned everyone.

Originally, there were some people who sympathized with Su Fu, but they all consciously put away their sympathy.

Devil...... There is no need for sympathy.

looked at the well-mannered dream tattoo master, who was pierced in the waist and let out a terrible howl.

Seeing the desperate faces of Master Lanhai and the others, many people felt sad in their hearts for a while.

Lan Wangtian sighed above the heavenly dome of the Dream Pattern City.

It's a pity......

The kid in the blue ocean, although he has a good grasp of the overlapping rhyme array, he ...... Met a ruthless character.

It's not unjust to lose.

After all, Lan Wangtian was old and spicy, and he could see at a glance that Su Fu's rich combat experience far surpassed that of the blue ocean.

Even, among the dream tattoo masters who participated in the big competition this time, no one had as much combat experience as Su Fulai.

This kid seems to have crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and his combat skills and combat experience are very old-fashioned.

However, Lan Wangtian remembered from the information he got that this Su Fu ...... I heard that the performance in the third batch of Death Black Hole cultivation sites is very good.

Then it's all easy to say.

Lan Hai, although the other dream tattoo masters are all excellent geniuses of the major families.

However, because of their identity as Dream Tattoo Masters, they fought too little, and they lived in a comfortable environment since they were children.

Maybe he is not weaker than Su Fu at the level of dream patterns, but using dream patterns to fight is much worse than Su Fu.

This is the reason why Su Fu received a different understanding of dream patterns.

Airplanes......

The blue sky fell.

Negative hand, a little complicated look at Su Fu, who gathered a hundred points dream patterns, dazzling.

He couldn't understand it, was the revision of the rules of the headquarters deliberately created an opportunity for Su Fu?

Don't......

Su Fu at Xinghai headquarters...... Someone?!

"Congratulations. ”

Lan Wangtian said with a smile.

However, he didn't care too much about it, Blue Ocean's failure this time was also a good thing for him.

At least the arrogance in his heart was reined in.

The universe is incomparably vast, with countless creatures and geniuses.

Blue Ocean, although Blue River is a child of the Lan family, in front of the universe, it is no different from dust.

Even if it is Su Fu, it is just a speck of dust, but it is more powerful.

Su Fu dispersed the "Vientiane Sutra", and his physical body became smaller.

He bowed slightly to Lan Wangtian and smiled gently.

"This Dream Tattoo Master Competition...... First, it's you. ”

Lan Wangtian Dao.

Although the descendants of the family were defeated, Lan Wangtian was not much disappointed.

patted Su Fu on the shoulder.

Young people with a high level of combat and a high level of dream lines are hard to find.

Lan Wangtian smiled, raised his hand, and waved it slightly.

The next moment, it was as if the stars were shifting.

The light in Su Fu's eyes suddenly disappeared.

Wait until he can see everything around him clearly.

found himself standing on the high platform, surrounded by hundreds of millions of spectators who were all cheering for the sky, this cheer was for Su Fu, but also for Lan Hai and others.

This is a very interesting big competition.

A dark horse, crushed all the way, shocked the eyes of many people.

Many people felt that Su Fu was going to lose, but Su Fu slapped everyone in the face.

In the blue ocean, Simon and the others all stood on the high platform with complicated eyes.

They are in the top 10 and are ranked separately in the order in which they were eliminated.

Among them, Simon is the most aggrieved, according to his strength, he is not weak, at least he can rank in the top five.

But......

Because he met Su Fu first, he was eliminated early.

can only occupy the tenth place with grievances.

Lan Hai put away the small emotions in his heart and smiled gently at Su Fu.

His smile makes people feel like a spring breeze.

Without the tension above the big competition, everyone's atmosphere is very harmonious.

Of course, there are also some people who don't have a good face for Su Fu.

After all, such a miserable failure, many people try it for the first time.

Lan Wangtian came again, and he was accompanied by two Dream Tattoo Master Powers.

The top ten of the Dream Tattoo Master Competition naturally have a reward, and this reward is very special.

Su Fu, as the first in Dabi, cherishes the rewards he has received.

A 100,000-year-old star-striped grass...... There is also a third-order treasure exclusive to the Dream Tattoo Master!

Not to mention the membership of the Xinghai Headquarters.

This reward, converted to Stellar Lumens, is an astronomical amount.

There are rewards, and Su Fu is naturally happy.

The role of the Star Stripe Grass is self-evident, as for the third-order treasure, Su Fumo smiled even more, and when the time comes, it will be directly fused to the old yin pen, and the old yin pen will definitely be able to be upgraded to the level of a third-order treasure!

The distribution of rewards ends in the sky.

His eyes fell on Su Fu's body.

"In addition to these treasures, you can also obtain the qualification of the 'Dream Tattoo Divine Tomb', this opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, you should take advantage of it. ”

"In the universe, genius is the cheapest, like a big wave sweeping sand, and after a batch of ...... However, if you can stand out from the genius, you will naturally be able to stand out on the stage of the universe. ”

"And the 'Tomb of the Dream Tattoo God' is your chance. ”

The expression on Lan Wangtian's face gradually became serious.

Su Fu and the others also restrained their smiles and nodded.

Lan Wangtian smiled with satisfaction, if only these little guys could really listen to him.

Then.

Lan Wangtian's gaze fell on Su Fu's body.

He seemed to have something else to say.

There was a little complexity in his eyes.

"Little one...... Before you enter the 'Tomb of the Dream Tattoo God', someone wants to meet you. ”

"Who?"

Su Fu raised his eyebrows.

Lan Wangtian's expression was strange.

"That old thing is called Han Donglai......"

PS: It's a bit of a cardin, I wrote it and deleted it...... Take a break, and start two shifts today.