The Dream Maker

The atmosphere became a little awkward for a moment.

In the void, the black robed man who was ready to fight paused and was a little confused.

That's the will of Yao Tu's mysterious master to stay on Yao Tu.

Although the will is formed by dream patterns, the power that can erupt is very terrible.

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

At least, the black robed man guessed that he could reveal the power of the star realm. Su Fu could not resist such power at all, because it was not a level of power.

The man in black also hesitated for a long time before he planned to make a move.

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

However, he hasn't done it yet, and the occurrence of things is completely different from what he imagined.

Su Fu was not obliterated by the explosive will.

Instead

He pulled out the dream pattern in the figure of the will.

Pulled it out alive.

After the dream pattern was drawn out, the shadow collapsed and disappeared completely.

Only one dream grain remained, like a worm, twisting and struggling in Su Fu's hand, even shaking slightly.

It was a trembling of extreme fear.

"How is this possible?"

The eyes of the man in black burst out.

He looked at Su Fu in some doubt.

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

"In the quiet years of the Soviet family, the past glory and the blood of the essence are all carried on this child..." the black robe's heart whispered.

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

The other side.

Xiaomeng's originally nervous mood is also relaxed.

Looking at the blue dream pattern trembling in Su Fu's palm, Xiaomeng couldn't help but smack his tongue.

"It's worthy of being a Heavenly Master's blood. It has the attribute of restraining all dream patterns. It's really strong..."

The Heavenly 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 restraining effect on any dream pattern.

If that guy comes in person.

Naturally, Su Fu can be easily erased and suppressed, but it is just a dream will attached to Yao Tu's body.

Seeing Su Fu is like seeing dad.

The suppressed had no temper at all.

Small dream through all this, but also some envy.

Compared with the blood of the Heavenly Master, her reincarnation status as a dream family leader has become a little commonplace.

Of course

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

Because Su furuo really has the blood of the Heavenly Master, the starting point of cultivation should not be so low, and the talent of Mengwen master will not be so bad.

And, most importantly.

The descendant of the Heavenly Master's blood can't be so violent!

Every heavenly master is a saint among Mengwen masters. He is gentle and elegant, inheriting the idea of the universe.

Never hit anyone!

Xiaomeng's inheritance memory and description of the Heavenly Master are very detailed.

Dream clan, a large family of dream tattoo masters, as a higher human race, has produced many top dream tattoo masters.

At its peak, there were even several heavenly masters of Mengwen in the dream family!

Suppress a universe!

That is the supreme glory!

Unfortunately, the dream family is now weak. Of course, it can't be said to be weak, but it's not as strong as it was at its peak.

"Whether it's the blood of the Heavenly Master or not, this boy... Your Highness has set it up!"

Little dream smashed his mouth.

Originally, Su Fu got her big dream inheritance, and Xiaomeng didn't care much.

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

With the blood of Heavenly Master, you will have the opportunity to step on the peak of Mengwen master in the future and become Mengwen Heavenly Master standing on all races in the universe!

It's exciting to train a dream pattern Heavenly Master!

Far away.

Su Fu, with some confusion, stared at the blue dream pattern in his hand.

Mengwen struggled violently, as if she had her own consciousness.

This is a very terrible thing.

The dream pattern was originally a dead object, but the dream pattern in Su Fu's hand was like a living life.

Su Fu pinched the dream pattern, with golden light in his eyes, staring at the blue dream pattern, constantly staring at it.

Later.

Click!

Dream grain is like a frightened insect, and cracks begin to appear.

Under Su Fu's gaze, there were more and more cracks. Finally, they collapsed and scattered all over the ground.

The blue dream pattern is alive... It was smashed by Su Fu!

Su Fu seemed to have a very overbearing terrorist pupil technique, which was unreasonable at all.

The crushed dream pattern dispersed with the wind.

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

There was great silence around.

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

When master Yao Tu's will came, he was stared alive by the Soviet demon king... Broken.

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

Lord su... It's terrible!

Hum

Su Fu's body began to tremble.

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

As if he had come back to life, he squirmed outside Su Fu's body and soon penetrated into Su Fu's mouth, nose and eyes.

Completely disappeared.

The illusory fairy dream tower shadow behind him disappeared, and two wooden figures also stood behind Su Fu and dissipated slowly.

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

……

There is a clear road in the yellow sand.

Su Fu looked at the back to him, as if he were left behind and independent, and his eyes couldn't help shaking.

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

As if his figure were his close relatives, there was a call from the depths of his blood.

Who is he?

Su Fu trudged, flying sand all over the sky. The closer he was, the more his legs fell into the yellow sand.

The closer he kept getting, the more yellow sand swallowed up his body.

Su Fu wiped his face and felt that his face was full of moisture

Is this tears?

Su Fu was a little confused. Why did he cry and for whom?

He stared at the back and bit his teeth. His lower body had been swallowed by the yellow sand. He trudged forward against the yellow sand step by step!

The answer, maybe the back knows.

Like stepping on quicksand.

Su Fu's body fell more and more. He stretched out his hand and patted the sand face.

However, still unable to block the fallen body.

Gradually

Su Fu's only head is still on the sand.

Su Fu stared at his back. The back, combined with heaven, earth and the universe, seemed to be compatible with all things!

Finally, in Su Fu's shaking sight.

The yellow sand swallowed everything.

Suffocation, from the pavement.

……

Su Fu shook his whole body like a convulsion, gasped heavily, and suddenly raised his head.

His forehead was covered with sweat.

Fresh air penetrated into his mouth and nose, making him feel as if the whole person was alive.

The head is unprecedented clear. Some doubts and barriers on some dream lines become very clear at this moment.

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

"What's the matter with me?"

Sue raised her hand and rubbed her hair.

In front of him was Yao Tu's body. Yao Tu's eyes were broken, flesh and blood blurred, his mouth opened wide, and his head turned 180 degrees.

With on his face, facing the sea of stars, he was frightened by the warm spring flowers.

This face is really striking.

Su Fu's eyebrows couldn't help picking.

Isn't it a dream pattern competition?

This guy... Died so miserably?!

Is it the decline of morality or the distortion of human nature?

What desperate and terrible things Yao Tu experienced before he died?

Su Fu raised his head, and his eyes fell on him, with fear, with horror, and as if watching demons.

This look

Did he kill Yao Tu?

Su Fu stood up, glanced at Yao Tu, and couldn't help thinking of it.

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

What the hell happened just now?

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

In the void.

The dream tattooers in Tianwen pavilion are creepy.

Yao Tu is dead?

Su devil 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 nebulae were brought in, in order to safely suppress the Soviet demon king.

But

The result was unexpected to everyone.

Lord su... Kill Yao Tu!

Yao Tu died miserably!

It was said that Mengwen fought against the master. As a result, he was pulled close by the demon king Su and was alive... Humiliated to death!

The neck "Ga" sound, turned 180 degrees, and the residual shock on the face

It left indelible fear for many dream tattooers present.

"I'm dead... Don't think I don't have to pay back the ten hundred year old star grass I owe."

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

His eyes lifted slightly and landed on the Dreamweaver who surrounded his Tianwen Pavilion.

Raise your hand.

Suddenly there was a roar.

The old Yin pen bursts out and rotates at high speed!

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

Under the control of Su Fu's perception, he shot towards the dreamweavers in the Tianwen Pavilion around him!

"Yao Tu is dead. His debt can only be repaid by you..."

Su Fu's faint voice exploded.

All the dream tattooers who were entrenched in the air suddenly turned black.

Knock you numb!

Lord Su, you rotten rascal!

Injustice has its head, debt has its owner!

Yao Tu's debt, why should they pay it back?

Su Fu showed the Jiulong shuttle and felt different.

He found that at this moment, the original perception of vanity promotion was all condensed. He had planned to spend some time to refine his perception.

Now, every ray of his perceptual intensity is much stronger than before.

In his confused time.

What the hell happened?

How did Yao Tu die?

Su Fu frowned. Not only that, his perception of dream patterns was much stronger than before.

In my mind, there are 250 more dream patterns of the dream family of the fairy dream tower

In other words, he reached 600 floors above the breakthrough of xianmeng tower.

It's not so fast to take the elevator?!

Boom!

A black dragon roared out.

Dive towards the dreamweavers in Tianwen Pavilion!

Bang bang!

A terrible howl resounded through the room.

The black dragon is just a cover.

Among the black dragons, thin black ballpoint pens shield the burst of breath.

Quietly, it passed the waist of each Dreamweaver!

Blood of all colors exploded in the air.

The waist burst like a balloon.

It's like a dazzling fireworks!

A dream tattoo master originally wanted to resist the black dragon. Su Fu's Jiulong shuttle black dragon had a power of up to 200000. They could definitely resist it, but they never thought that the black dragon was just a cover, and the real goal was their waist!

"Lord Su! You devil! "

"What kind of dream tattooer are you! It's insulting our identity as a dream tattooer! "

"Lord Su! My Tianwen Pavilion will never die with you! "

……

A dream tattoo master in Tianwen Pavilion covered his waist and was so angry that he went crazy.

It's a great humiliation to be stabbed and blasted by the collective!

Su Fu frowned slightly.

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

Each old Yin pen received Su Fu's order.

After that, it spun at high speed and shuttled back and forth at the waist of each dream tattooer.

欻 ah 欻!

Suddenly, blood splashed three hundred miles into the sky.

The sound of howling continued.

The scene... It's really scary!

The sword demons coming from across the border will be strong, and their faces are very white.

The sword demon stammered his lips... I don't know what to say.

Is there such a person in the world who sticks to his waist?

The strong members of the sword demon club feel very lucky. Fortunately, the sword demon club has a good relationship with the Soviet demon king.

The three camps in the cultivation area have been bombed by the Soviet demon king for two.

Now I need the sword demon meeting

The demon king Su broke Yao Tu's neck and killed Yao tu. his momentum was strong to the extreme for a time.

Although Su Fu didn't know what had happened, he had to do enough.

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

The dream tattooers, who had been scolding angrily, finally only mumbled on their lips.

With humiliation, they took out the star grass, left the star grass and hurried away.

Su fuze did not stop the dream pattern master who handed over the star pattern grass.

With one move, Su Fu picked up a dozen star grass.

Sure enough, resources are still snatched quickly!

The three strong people in Xingyun state who promised Yao Tu and came to help changed their faces at the moment.

The change of the situation was beyond their expectation.

Yao Tu is dead.

What about their pay?

The 9000 year star grass promised by Yao Tu... Didn't it come to naught?

Thinking of this, their eyes fell on Su Fu.

Huh?

Their faces suddenly changed.

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

"Everything is a misunderstanding, Su devil, 9000 year star pattern grass, we... Don't want it."

One of the nebula's faces coagulated. Then he stepped on the void and planned to escape.

The other two quickly waved their hands.

The demon king Su is a little strange

Better go first.

However, when they moved, Su Fu also moved

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

Suddenly his body rose to the sky.

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

Huh?

Su Fu was stunned and slightly confused.

Why is there a little gold in the dream pattern?

Roar!

Behind him, three stars emerged, and three ancient gods with golden dream patterns also engraved on their heads roared at the stars!

Su Fu's body swelled up to four meters high and his eyes were sharp, scanning the sky pride of the three nebulae.

At the moment, Su Fu is like a shining God like the sun.

His power seems to have become stronger again. The power of all phenomena of dream pattern seems to have been greatly improved under the nourishment of magical power!

The blood in the body seemed to boil.

"This power is a little high..."

"The restless blood makes the inner depths feel lonely and restless..."

Sue whispered.

Then, a long roar!

Behind the blast.

Turned into a remnant and burst into the three nebulae!

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

"You and I step back, the sea and the sky!"

A strong man in the nebula narrowed his eyes and shouted.

The next moment, I raised my hand and the power of Vientiane flowed. I met the blow of resisting Su Fu with my flesh.

However.

Su Fu roared and came in silence, just a punch!

Bang!

One punch directly hit the arm of the nebula, which was raised and exploded with the power of all phenomena.

At the moment of collision, the man's arm broke instantly, and Su Fu's fist continued to fall without slowing down. The skull in the nebula was cracked and twisted

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