The world of altars, thousands of feet in the sky.

The three dream tattoo masters have extremely strange faces.

As outsiders, they naturally see through it, and every move in the altar world is fully watched by them.

Lan Wangtian's face was extremely dark, and his whole person suppressed his anger.

The eighth altar area, which has already been deserted, and the altar area, where a thousand dream tattoo masters gathered, has been reduced to a dilapidation.

This was not what they expected.

The dream tattoo master of the galaxy single-handedly suppressed an altar area, which the three powerful men never expected.

However, in fact, in their opinion, Su Fu was a trick.

With Su Fu's dream pattern level, it is impossible to construct a third-level blue hole up to eight thousand meters by itself, and even, even if it is a three-level blue hole of five thousand meters, Su Fu cannot build it.

But......

However, in the hands of Su Fu, such a giant was born.

Rampant in the altar world, no one can stop it.

It's because this vulnerability has growth, devouring, and can devour other vulnerabilities to enhance its own power.

This gives the vulnerability the ability to grow.

Lan Wangtian also kept saying that Lan He's failure was nothing, after all, Lan He's talent was not the strongest in the Lan family.

The strongest is the blue ocean, and he has become a second-grade dream pattern master at a young age, even Lan Wangtian has high hopes for the blue ocean.

However, Lan Wangtian looked down on the entire altar world from a thousand feet in the sky, and he could see it clearly.

At this moment, the blue sea is suffering from the eight-thousand-meter devouring loophole.

That's a third-level blue loophole, and ordinary second-grade dream tattoo artists don't dare to try it easily, because the failure rate is extremely high.

"I really want to go down and kill that kid myself!"

Lan Wangtian gritted his teeth.

"No wonder Han Donglai, that old thing, remembers this kid so much, he is so hated!"

The other two Dream Tattoo Masters looked at each other.

Even with their hearts, they have to admit it.

The Dream Tattoo Master Contest held by the headquarters of Xinghai Company this time ...... It's really a mess messed up by the little guys in the galaxy.

First of all, with the power of one person, he created a butterfly loophole with spreadability and destroyed Blue River's team, even if it was forgotten, he didn't expect it to become even worse, and made a very devouring loophole, and buried the entire eighth altar area, even their hearts twitched.

And now.

On the fourth day, the entire altar area is fully opened.

This guy, before he got out of the eighth altar area, made the first altar area, chickens and dogs jumped, and countless deaths and injuries!

It's so funny!

However, this also shows Su Fu's talent, and in terms of the talent of the dream tattoo master, it is indeed commendable.

"That kid is out of the Eighth Altar District now...... Why do I have a bad feeling?"

A dream tattoo master pursed his lips and said.

At the beginning of the game, a kun kills the enemy by swallowing.

This is a true portrayal of Su Fu, but ...... That's the scariest thing.

"The devouring hole is already eight thousand meters, if you let it grow again, will it swallow a red loophole?"

After thinking about it, the other Dream Tattoo Master said.

Lan Wangtian and the other Dream Tattoo Master froze.

The three of them looked at each other.

"Probably not...... The eighth altar area, because there is no second-grade dream tattoo master in charge, so this galaxy kid has taken advantage of the loophole, if he encounters a second-grade dream tattoo master, this loophole should be fixed. ”

Lan Wangtian took a deep breath and said.

Of course, that's what I said, but ......

This is not unlikely.

......

Seventh altar area.

In fact, it is somewhat similar to the first altar area, which is based on peaceful development as the mainstream.

The main thing is that the seventh altar area has enough strength to sit in the dream pattern master.

is also one of the six second-grade dream tattoo masters in this dream tattoo master competition, a genius dream tattoo master in the Otos galaxy, Simon.

Originally, the First Altar District sent a team to the Seventh Altar District, and Simon was also preparing to attack.

As a result, to his surprise.

The group of people in the first altar area are simply here to be funny, and they all ran away, what is Simon when he is?!

Simon remembers that the first altar area was where the Blue Ocean guy was sitting.

The people in the Otos system are more upright, and Simon's heart is more upright, but being upright doesn't mean he's stupid.

The sinister sissy of the blue sea likes to deceive the most, and Simon thinks that the other party is deceitful to retreat from the enemy, so he has been letting people stay in the seventh altar area.

"Master Simon!Direction of the Eighth Altar District...... Someone is stepping on the pen!"

A Dream Tattoo Master said to Simon.

"Step on what?"

Simon was slightly stunned.

"Kick the pen!"

The old face of the Dream Tattoo Master who reported it was slightly red, and he continued.

"Stepping on the pen, bells and whistles...... In the eighth altar area, I remember that there was no second-grade dream tattoo master in charge, and it was adjacent to us, so we should have gone to them first, but they came to the door instead. ”

"Let's beat down this guy who pretends to be forced with a pen first!"

Simon clenched his fists and shouted.

The people of the Otos system are physically strong, but they are not the same as the well-mannered dream tattoo masters.

Simon, however, is an exception.

The seventh altar area is a loving altar area.

They're excited, and they're finally ready to go and grab points!

"Asi, you lead a hundred people, go to meet that person! first inquire about the situation in the eighth altar area, and then do it directly, and divide the points among you. ”

Simon Road.

A bald young man grinned.

After that, he left Simon's base camp space directly with a hundred people.

......

Su Fu stepped on the old yin pen, although he was perceiving the will to come, but in this altar world, there was not much difference between perceptual will and ordinary flesh.

He walked with his pen and flew at great speed.

Of course.

The eighth altar area is not far from the seventh altar area, almost a thousand miles away.

If you go to the first altar area, it will be far, a thousand miles away.

However, for the Dream Pattern Masters, thousands of miles away, if you use the teleportation Dream Pattern, it is not far, but Su Fu doesn't want to use it, he wants to feed the horses, chop wood, and travel the world, so he slowly goes all the way to the west and goes to the first altar area.

The cat lady nested lazily in Su Fu's arms, since she blocked the oppression of hundreds of dream tattoo masters for Su Fu.

The cat lady seemed to feel Su Fu's dependence on her.

This made her sure that her status as the first cute pet was completely consolidated.

Therefore, the cat lady has become a lot lazier, sleeping every day, pampered and proud.

Su Fu touched the cat lady's head.

In the distance, a hundred people galloped towards them.

It's aggressive, and it doesn't look very friendly.

Su Fu didn't care, under the drift of the ghost, his body was like a ghost.

Assi saw Su Fu, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

As the Dream Tattoo Master of the Otos Galaxy, he has his own pride.

He was not asked who Su Fu was.

Nor did he inquire about the Eighth Altar District, as Simon had intended.

He waved his hand.

Suddenly, behind him, nearly a hundred dream tattoo artists released the loopholes they had built.

A hundred loopholes and cracks stretched on the top of the sky, covering the sky and the sun, like a black cloud, coming towards Su Fu from afar.

There's no nonsense at all.

Assi plans to kill Su Fu directly.

The eighth altar area, there is no altar area where the second-grade dream tattoo master fights, that is the place where they belong to the point storage, and when Su Fu is solved.

The Dream Tattoo Masters in the Seventh Altar Area will flock to the Eighth Altar Area and collect all the points in the Eighth Altar District.

Su Fu's eyes were calm, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He is elegant, he is handsome, he is delicate.

With a cat, it is like a handsome boy who has come from Jiangnan in March.

Assi had never seen Su Fu.

But he instinctively disliked Su Fu, and Su Fu's polite aura reminded him of the blue sea in the first altar area.

That guy is also this kind of annoying atmosphere.

If aragonite was here at the moment, he would definitely not believe in Su Fu's evil.

A handsome boy?

Then everything is fake!

When Su Fu played three belts and one ......

It's like the devil throwing out its fangs!

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins.

Su Fu rarely didn't use the three belts and one, he floated in front of Axi, floating in front of the hundred people.

Pinching four dream cards.

"First time we met, choose one?"

Su Fu said with a smile.

Axi looked at Su Fu lightly, he didn't want to pay much attention to Su Fu, but this may be the struggle of the dream tattoo master of the galaxy in front of him before he died.

Therefore, Assi's gaze fell on the four dream cards, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Fools make choices, smart people...... All of them. ”

With sarcasm in the laughter, in Assi's opinion, these four cards are Su Fu's loopholes, but Su Fu alone, how can he fight against hundreds of them?

Su Fu was slightly stunned.

The outside world is really wonderful.

Since this is the case, it has to be ...... Fulfill him.

Su spread out the armrest, and suddenly three gray dream cards and one silver dream card suddenly sped out.

Rumble!

Assi's face changed.

The terrible pressure suddenly soared.

As Simon's trusted Dream Tattoo Master, how could his strength be weak?

At the moment when the devouring virus appeared, it was as if a giant kun had appeared.

Directly obscuring the day.

The heavenly dome, which was originally bright, was as dark as day.

The 8,000-meter pitch-black crack makes people incomparably smaller.

Su Fuyi smiled and said nothing.

With a little bit of excitement.

Raise your hand and point your fingers forward.

After that, the devouring virus moved......

One bite for a little friend.

That rough appearance stunned Assi, and his whole body trembled.

Su Fu suddenly had some expectations, not knowing if he could make a red loophole at the end of this second round.

But it's a bit difficult to think about.

There is nothing difficult in the world, only afraid of those who have a heart.

Su Fu should deeply implement his policy, go his own way, and let others have no way out.

Simon didn't wait to get back to Assi.

What he was waiting for was a giant kun, no, it was a crack hole close to nine thousand meters.

He glanced at the seventh altar area on the millstone.

All the points of light in the altar area flickered, popping like dumb filaments, one after another dimmed, and a shocking color suddenly rose.

An hour later.

Su Fufei left the seventh altar area, leaving only the ground full of devastation.

He walked towards the sixth altar area without hurrying.

The silver dream card has collapsed and can no longer carry the devouring virus.

After all, with a devouring virus of nearly nine thousand meters, it was a little difficult for Su Fu to control it.

Therefore, Su Fu had no choice but to devour the virus with a kilometer above his head, step on the old yin pen, and go all the way to the west.

You can't be low-key......

The sixth altar area is not peaceful, the interior is divided into two factions, competing with each other, and many dream tattoo masters have fallen, and now, in the entire sixth altar area, there are less than five hundred people left.

When Su Fu came with a nine-thousand-meter devouring virus.

It's like a demon king, stepping into the air, with dark clouds overhead, like eternal night is coming.

The sixth altar area completely exploded.

Everyone seemed to feel a sense of oppression coming over them, and in the altar area, everyone actually became the same enemy.

Let's release the loopholes built together to fight against Su Fu......

No, it's against nine thousand meters...... Phagocytosis of the virus.

However, under the eyes of these people.

The nine-thousand-meter devouring virus is like a heavy truck running over, with hundreds of loopholes swallowed one bite at a time.

The body swelled a little more.

There is no second-grade dream tattoo master in the sixth altar area, so there is no suspense at all.

Once the devouring virus passes, not a single grass grows.

All the base camp spaces exploded like fireworks.

Su Fu's "three belts and one" went rampant all the way, like a demon king crossing the border.

And the Su Demon King is so strong, he has already attracted the attention of other altar areas.

The first altar area, there are many dead and wounded.

The seventh and sixth altar areas were destroyed......

This made the rest of the altar area put away the careful thinking of swallowing each other.

"Do you know? In the altar world, there is a madman who crushes everything with a nine-thousand-meter level 3 blue loophole......

"It's just the devil! How did you get a nine-thousand-meter third-level blue loophole?"

"Nine thousand meters? Now that loophole is 9,300 meters long!"

......

Everybody is crazy.

One by one, all of them cut ties with the other altars.

It can't be helped, because there is an even more terrible thing that makes them frightened.

This 9,300-meter loophole is also transmissible, and it can be transmitted like a virus......

Day 4, 10th hour.

The fifth altar area was reduced to ruins, with more than 700 dream tattoo masters...... No one was spared, and all the base camp space was blown up!

Devour the virus and grow to 9,600 meters!

Fourth day, thirteenth hour.

Fourth altar area, bravely resist.

Led by the second-grade dream tattoo master in the town, he raised the strength of the whole region to fight against the Su Demon King.

The second-grade dream tattoo master wants to patch the third-level blue hole.

It's a pity that the 9,600-meter devouring virus has long been repaired by an ordinary second-grade dream tattoo master, and this second-grade dream tattoo artist has unfortunately died.

The base camp space exploded, and Su Fu was also provided with a hundred milliliters of two-star scare juice.

......

First altar area.

Thundered!

The roar of terror shook for a long time.

The altar of the blue sea was dilapidated and full of cracks, as if it was about to be crushed at any moment.

He opened his eyes.

His face was pale, like tissue paper.

The personable appearance is long gone.

He stood up tremblingly, his legs limp.

"I made it......"

Lan Hai's eyes were a little confused.

"I ...... I really succeeded. ”

The clarity in the eyes of the blue sea gradually recovered.

After that, he covered his face and smiled excitedly, laughing like crazy, laughing like a demon.

"Eight thousand meters of third-level blue loopholes, my blue ocean...... Successfully repaired!This Dream Tattoo Master Contest ...... Who can compare to me?!"

Lan Hai laughed until tears flowed down.

It's not easy.

It took more than ten hours, with unyielding perseverance and extraordinary talent, to finally patch the 8,000-meter third-level blue hole!

Lan Hai covered his face, his legs trembling.

He came to the millstone, and his eyes fell on the millstone.

In the first altar area, there was still a light point, and he was the only one left.

Everyone else...... All eliminated!

Lan Hai's heart shrank, he clutched his chest, and his heart hurt, these are the points he reserved for himself......

Damn the transmissibility hole, damn the devil in the eighth altar area!

"I'm Blue Ocean...... Never die with you!"

Lan Haiqi's fingers were trembling.

This time the Dream Tattoo Master Dabi should have been the time for him to emerge, and it would even become a battle for his fame.

But......

Because of the appearance of the 8,000-meter devouring virus, everything is ruined!

"What about the rest of the districts?"

Blue Ocean let out a long breath.

Then, point your finger on the grinding disc and adjust the light point map to the entire area.

This look.

Pupils shrank suddenly!

The dense points of light in the imagination are gone......

Except for a point of light in the eighth altar area.

All the way to the west.

Seventh, Sixth, Fifth, Fourth......

Not a single speck of light survived.

As for the 9th and 10th districts, there are still bright spots.

However, even through a grinding plate, Lan Hai could feel the trembling of the ninth altar area and the tenth altar area.

That's right, too.

Extinguishing so many points of light along the way, even the blue ocean is tightened.

It's only the fourth day.

It's only been fifteen hours since the whole district opened!

The fifth day of reckoning did not arrive, and the result was ......

Of the 10,000 Dream Tattoo Artist contestants, there are now less than 1,000 left!

Thundered!

Suddenly.

The heart of the blue ocean shrank.

He slowly turned his head and looked into the distance.

There......

There was a black cloud rolling in, stretching for 9,900 meters!

The huge pressure made Lan Hai, who had just finished repairing the eight-thousand-meter hole, sit on the ground.

Bean-sized tears rolled out of his eyes.

The 8,000-meter vulnerability has just been patched.

In the blink of an eye, another 9,900 meters came...... Don't take such a bully.

Lan Hai smashed his heart with his small fist, his life was so bitter, he whimpered so much that he couldn't speak.

This Dream Tattoo Master Contest ......

Why is the experience so bad?!

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