The atmosphere became a little awkward for a moment.

In the void, the black-robed man who was about to make a move froze and was a little dazed.

That was the will left by Yao Tu's mysterious master on Yao Tu's body.

Although it is a will formed by a dream pattern, the power that can burst out is very terrifying.

It's not something that ordinary people can compete with at all.

At least, the black-robed man guessed that he could burst out the power of the Starry Sky Realm, and Su Fu couldn't compete with this kind of power at all, because it was not a level of power.

The black-robed man also hesitated for a long time before planning to make a move.

He had to weigh whether the price he paid was worth it if he saved Su Fu.

However, he hadn't made a move yet, and what happened was completely different from what he imagined.

Su Fu was not obliterated by the erupting will.

Instead......

A handful pulled out the dream pattern in the figure of the will.

Pulled out alive.

After the dream pattern was extracted, the phantom of the human figure suddenly collapsed and escaped, completely disappearing.

There was only a dream pattern left, like a worm, constantly writhing and struggling in Su Fu's hand, and even trembling slightly.

It was a tremor of fear to the extreme.

"How is this possible?"

The eyes of the black-robed man under the black robe burst out with essence.

He looked at Su Fu with some surprise.

Su Fu's state at the moment is already very unusual.

"The Suzar Khan family has been silent for thousands of years, is it possible that the glory of the past and the bloodline of the essence are all carried on this son......" The black-robed man muttered in his heart.

The golden blood, the golden dream patterns wrapped around his body, and Su Fu's state at the moment made the black-robed man very puzzled.

The other side.

Xiaomeng's originally nervous mood was also relieved.

Looking at the azure dream patterns trembling in Su Fu's palm, Xiao Meng couldn't help but smack his tongue a little.

"It is worthy of the blood of the Heavenly Master, with the attribute of restraining all dream patterns, and it is really strong......"

The Celestial Master, as the strongest of the Dream Pattern Masters, controls all the Dream Patterns in heaven and earth.

The will carried in the blood has a strong restraint effect on any dream pattern.

If it was that guy coming personally.

Naturally, Su Fu could be easily erased and suppressed, but it was just a dream pattern will attached to Yao Tu's corpse.

Seeing Su Fu is like seeing my father.

The suppressed ones have no temper at all.

Little dreams go through all this, and they are also a little envious.

Compared with the Heavenly Master bloodline, her identity as the reincarnation of the dream clan boss has become a little bland.

Of course......

Whether it is the bloodline of the Heavenly Master remains to be discussed.

Because, if Su Fu really has the bloodline of a Heavenly Master, the starting point of cultivation should not be so low, and the talent of the Dream Tattoo Master will not be so bad.

And, most importantly, the point.

The descendants of the Heavenly Master's bloodline can't be so violent!

Every Celestial Master is a saint among the Dream Pattern Masters, who inherits the ideas of the universe and is gentle and elegant.

Never hit someone!

Xiaomeng's inheritance memory, the description of the Heavenly Master is very detailed.

The Dream Clan, a great family that produces Dream Tattoo Masters, as a high-level human race, has given birth to many top Dream Pattern Masters.

At its peak, among the Dream Clan, there were even several Dream Pattern Heavenly Masters in charge!

Suppress a cosmic world!

That's the ultimate glory!

It's a pity that the Dream Clan is weakened now, of course, it can't be said to be weak, it's just not as strong as it was at its peak.

"Whether it's the Heavenly Master's bloodline or not, this kid ...... His Highness has decided to teach it!"

Xiaomeng smashed his mouth.

Originally, Su Fu obtained her big dream inheritance, but Xiao Meng didn't care much about it.

But now, Xiaomeng plans to train Su Fu as his own apprentice.

With the bloodline of the Heavenly Master, there will definitely be a chance to step on the peak of the Dream Pattern Master in the future and become the Dream Pattern Heavenly Master who stands above all races in the universe!

Cultivating a Dream Pattern Heavenly Master is exciting to think about!

Distance.

Su Fu, who was a little confused, stared at the azure dream pattern in his hand.

Dream Stripes struggled violently, as if she had a consciousness of her own.

It's a very scary thing.

The dream pattern was originally a dead thing, but the dream pattern in Su Hand's hand was like a fresh life.

Su Fu pinched the dream lines, his eyes were full of golden light, staring at the blue dream lines, and kept staring.

Then.

Click!

Dream Pattern is like a worm that has been frozen to death, and cracks are beginning to appear.

Under Su Fu's gaze, there were more and more cracks, and in the end, they shattered and scattered all over the ground.

Blue dream lines, alive...... was stunned by Su Fu!

Su Fu seemed to have an extremely domineering terrifying pupil technique, and he was not reasonable at all.

The crushed dream lines dispersed with the wind.

Yao Tu's body also fell to the ground completely.

The people around were silent.

They thought that Su Fu was going to die, but the reality gave them a solid slap.

Master Yao Tu's will came, and he was actually stared at alive by the Su Demon King...... Shattered.

Yao Tu's master, that's the top power outside the galaxy!

Su Demon King...... It's terrifying!

Airplanes......

Su Fu's body began to tremble.

The golden dream lines all over the body began to fade slowly.

As if he came to life, he squirmed outside Su Fu's body, and soon, he got into Su Fu's mouth, nose and eyes.

Completely gone.

The shadow of the Illusory Immortal Dream Tower behind him disappeared, and the two wooden figures also stood behind Su Fu, slowly dissipating.

Su Fu sat cross-legged on the ancient road paved with star fragments, his head hanging down, and his hair was spread out.

......

In the yellow sand, there is a clear road.

Su Fu looked at the back that was facing away from him, as if he was left behind and independent, and his eyes couldn't help but waver.

A sense of familiarity rises from the bottom of my heart.

As if his figure were his loved ones, there was a calling from the depths of his blood.

Who is he?

Su Fu trekked, flying sand all over the sky, and the closer he got, the more his legs sank into the yellow sand.

As he got closer, the more the yellow sand engulfed his body.

Su Fu wiped his face, feeling that his face was already covered with moisture for some time......

Is this a tear?

Su Fu was a little confused, why did he cry, and for whom?

He stared at the back, gritted his teeth, his lower body had been swallowed by the yellow sand, and he trudged forward step by step against the yellow sand!

The answer, maybe the back knows.

It's like stepping on quicksand.

Su Fu's body was sinking more and more, and he stretched out his hand, his hand slapping the sand.

However, it still could not stop the fallen body.

Gradually......

Su Fu only had one head left, still on the sand.

Su Fu stared at the back, that back, with the sky, with the earth, with the universe, as if everything was compatible!

Finally, in Su Fu's shaky sight.

Yellow sand engulfs everything.

A sense of suffocation, paving the surface.

......

Su Fu shook as if he was convulsing, gasping for breath, and raised his head suddenly.

Beads of sweat on his forehead.

The fresh air penetrated into his mouth and nose, making him feel as if he was alive.

The head is clearer than ever, some of the previous doubts, some of the obstacles on the dream lines, all at this moment, become very clear.

There was a change in him that he didn't even know about.

"What's wrong with me?"

Su Fu raised his hand and rubbed his hair.

In front of him, there was Yao Tu's corpse, Yao Tu's eyes were shattered, his flesh and blood were blurred, his mouth was wide open, and his head was twisted one hundred and eighty degrees.

With a face facing the sea of stars, the fright of spring blossoms.

This face is really impactful.

Su Fu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Isn't it a dream pattern competition?

This guy ...... He died so miserably?!

Is it moral degradation or a distortion of human nature?

What desperate and terrifying things did Yao Tu experience before his death?

Su Fu raised his head, and the eyes around him fell on him, with fear, creepy, and frightening as if looking at a demon.

This look ......

Could it be that Yao Tu was killed by him?

Su Fu stood up, glanced at Yao Tu, and couldn't help but think in his heart.

No, he's so elegant...... It can't be so rude.

What the hell just happened?

Su Fu shook his head, he only remembered a piece of yellow sand and a back, and he didn't remember anything else.

In the void.

The Dream Pattern Masters of the Celestial Pattern Pavilion were terrified.

Yao Tu is dead?

Su Demon King is very strong, they all know that they can kill the three gods, no one underestimates Su Fu, even Yao Tu has never underestimated Su Fu.

Therefore, this bureau was set up, and even three Nebula Realms were brought in, in order to be able to suppress the Su Demon King without fail.

But......

The result was beyond everyone's expectations.

Su Demon King...... Kill Yao Tu!

Yao Tu died so miserably!

said that the dream tattoo master battled, but was pulled close by the Su Demon King, and he was alive...... Humiliation to death!

The neck "rattle", twisted one hundred and eighty degrees, and the residual fright on that face......

It left an indelible fear for many dream tattoo artists present.

"That's dead...... Don't think that if you die, you don't have to pay back the ten hundred-year-old star-striped grass that you owe me. ”

Su Fu glanced at Yao Tu, who died tragically, and said.

His eyes lifted slightly, and landed on the Dream Tattoo Master who surrounded him.

Raise your hand.

Suddenly there was a whistling sound.

The old yin pen bursts out and spins at high speed!

Suddenly turned into a roaring black dragon, the black dragon turned into four, and the five black dragons spanned the starry sky.

Under the control of Su Fu's perception, he shot towards the Dream Pattern Master of the Celestial Pattern Pavilion around him!

"Yao Tu is dead, and his debts can only be repaid by you......"

Su Fu's faint voice exploded.

The Dream Tattoo Masters who were entrenched in the air around them suddenly turned black.

Knock you hemp!

Su Demon King, you stinky rascal!

There is a wrong, and there is a debtor!

Yao Tu's debts, why should they pay them back?

Su Fu cast the Nine Dragons Shuttle and felt the difference.

He found that the perception that had been raised by the original vanity had been completely condensed at this moment, and he had originally planned to spend a while condensing the perception.

Now, every strand of his perceptual strength is much stronger than before.

In the time of his confusion.

What's going on?

How did Yao Tu die?

Su Fu frowned, not only that, but his perception of the dream pattern was much stronger than before.

In his mind, there were three hundred more dream patterns of the Immortal Dream Tower......

In other words, he reached six hundred floors above the level of the Immortal Dream Tower.

It's not that fast to get on the elevator, is it?!

Rumble!

A black dragon roared and swept out.

Swoop down towards the Dream Pattern Masters of the Sky Pattern Pavilion!

Bang bang bang!

The sound of a terrible howl rang out.

The black dragon is just a front.

Among the black dragons, slender black ballpoint pens burst out with shielding breath.

Quietly, it passed over the waist of every dream tattoo master!

Blood of all colors exploded in the air.

The waist burst, like a balloon that had been burst.

It's like a dazzling salute!

The dream pattern masters originally wanted to resist the black dragon, Su Fu's Nine Dragons Shuttle Black Dragon, the power of the maximum 200,000 perception bursts, they can definitely block it, but they never thought that the black dragon was just a disguise, and the real target was actually their waist!

"Demon King Su!

"What kind of dream tattoo artist are you! It's an insult to our identity as a dream tattoo master!"

"Demon King Su, my Tianwen Pavilion will never die with you!"

......

One by one, the Dream Pattern Master of the Heavenly Pattern Pavilion clutched his waist, and he was furious.

It is a great shame that the collective was pierced in the waist!

Su Fu frowned slightly.

Raising his hand, Su Fu felt the ups and downs spread.

Each old yin pen received Su Fu's order.

Then, it spun at high speed, shuttling back and forth on the waist of each dream tattooer.

Ahh

Suddenly, blood splattered three hundred miles in the sky.

The sound of miserable howls is endless.

Scene...... It's a little scary!

The strong men of the Sword Demon Society who came across the border turned pale.

The Sword Demon's lips twitched...... Don't know what to say.

Is there a person in the world who is so obsessed with his waist?

The powerhouses of the Sword Demon Society all felt very lucky, fortunately, the relationship between the Sword Demon Society and the Su Demon King was good.

The three major camps in the cultivation ground have already been blown up by the Su Demon King.

It's time for the Sword Demon Club now......

Su Demon King twisted Yao Tu's neck and killed Yao Tu, and his momentum was strong to the extreme for a while.

Although Su Fu didn't know what was going on, he was bound to do enough.

With a sweep of his eyes, he was sharp like a monarch overlooking everything.

The dream tattoo masters who were originally angry and scolded, finally, only snort remained in their lips.

With humiliation, they took out the star-striped grass, left the star-striped grass, and hurriedly left.

handed over the Dream Pattern Master of the Star Striped Grass, and Su Fu did not stop him.

With a move of his hand, more than a dozen star-striped grasses started, and the corners of Su Fu's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

Sure enough, resources or something, it's still relatively fast!

The three Nebula Realm powerhouses who agreed to Yao Tu and came to help also changed their faces at this moment.

The situation changed unexpectedly.

Yao Tu is dead.

And what about their pay?

The nine-thousand-year-old star-striped grass that Yao Tu promised ...... Isn't it in the soup?

Thinking of this, the eyes of the three fell on Su Fu's body.

Well?

The faces of the three of them changed suddenly.

Because, they found...... Su Fu's eyes were looking at them.

"Everything is a misunderstanding, Demon King Su, nine thousand years of star-striped grass, I'll wait...... Don't. ”

A Nebula Realm's face froze, and then, stepping on the void, he planned to run away.

The other two also hurriedly waved their hands.

This Su Demon King is a little weird......

It's better to go first.

However, as soon as they moved, Su Fu also moved......

Su Fu twisted his neck, and his legs kicked on the ancient road paved with star fragments.

Suddenly, the body rose to the sky.

In the process of rushing up, on the flesh, a series of dream patterns were engraved, and among the dream lines...... A little golden light burst out.

Well?

Su Fu was stunned and slightly puzzled.

In the dream pattern, why is it a little golden?

Roar!

Behind him, three stars appeared, and three ancient gods and elephants also engraved with golden dream patterns raised their noses and roared into the starry sky!

Su Fu's body swelled up, reaching a height of four meters, and his eyes were sharp, scanning the three Tianjiao of the Nebula Realm.

At this moment, Su Fu is like a god as bright as the scorching sun.

His strength seems to have become stronger again, and the power of the Dream Pattern seems to have been greatly improved under the nourishment of magical power!

The blood in the body seemed to be boiling.

"This power is kind of hilarious......"

"The restless blood makes the deep inside, there is a kind of loneliness that has nowhere to put in the turmoil......"

Su Fu muttered.

Then, there was a long howl!

The air wave behind it exploded.

Turned into an afterimage and burst towards the three Nebula Realms!

Su Fu ...... Don't take an inch!"

"You and I each take a step back, the sea and the sky!"

A Nebula Realm powerhouse narrowed his eyes and shouted.

The next moment, raising his hand, the power of Vientiane flowed, and he encountered the blow of resisting Su Fu with his physical body.

However.

Su Fu roared and was silent, it was a punch!

Bang!

A punch smashed directly into the arm of this Nebula Realm who was raised and burst out with the power of Vientiane.

At the moment of collision, this person's arm broke instantly, and Su Fu's fist continued to smash down, and the skull of the Nebula Realm was cracked and twisted......

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