The Dream Maker

Day after day.

Ten days will pass.

The bent old man thought that Su Fu would not do anything again and would safely carry out the divine tablet enlightenment.

But he was wrong.

He would rather believe that the sow would climb a tree than Su Fu's personality.

A vision appeared on the Vientiane monument.

On the Monument Square, figures withdrew from the enlightenment state and stared at the monument on the square in amazement.

The sword King monument is missing.

However, many people don't care, because as early as a month ago, the sword King God monument was blocked. Except for Su demon king, others are not allowed to understand, so whether the sword King God monument exists has nothing to do with them.

However, at this moment, the Vientiane God monument appears abnormal.

A god image emerged and suspended on the God monument.

That's the meaning of the Vientiane monument.

It is the foundation for people to understand the Vientiane God monument!

What does this vision represent?

Others don't know because they haven't seen this before.

But

How can the rickety old man not know?

As the order manager of the monument area.

The rickety old man knows very well that the vision of the divine monument appears, and the meaning it represents

"That boy... Is he going to harm the God monument of Vientiane after the curse of the sword king?"

The bent old man trembled slightly at the corners of his mouth.

Unexpectedly, he believed in Su Fu's evil.

He wanted to use big means to take Su Fu out of the enlightenment.

But he didn't dare, because the vision appeared. If he interrupted Su Fu's enlightenment, it was likely to cause the collapse of the God tablet. Then... He might really lie down in the toilet and cry as the bad old man in black robe said.

It's hard.

The rickety old man now understood how the black robed man was before.

The feeling that you must hold back if you want to strangle Su Fu.

"That boy can't do it..."

The rickety old man muttered, as if comforting himself.

The bamboo stick struck the ground and shook constantly.

……

In front of the thatched house.

Su Fu stood up, glittering with gold.

This golden light penetrates from the depths of the blood and obviously belongs to the power of the blood.

The golden light dissipates along the pores and skin, making Su Fu's whole person like a golden arhat.

One punch, one punch, contains mystery and strangeness.

With the roar of terror, each punch broke out.

The fist movement almost overturned the thatched house.

The little slave withdrew from the enlightenment state, stood in the corner with a big knife, and looked at Su Fu.

Xiaomeng was also awakened by a strange situation. In this case, it's not good for her to continue to understand.

"What is this boy doing?"

Xiaomeng took out the pacifier and put it on very smoothly.

She stared at Su Fu with big eyes, looked at the golden mans bursting out of Su Fu, and thought in her mind.

Boom!

On the Vientiane God monument, the god elephant roared in the starry sky.

Su Fu punched, and the mysterious spirit burst out from the divine image collided with each other, and the two offset each other.

Boom!

A fist print appeared on the God monument.

Little dream took a puff from the corner of his mouth.

Looking at a fist print on the Vientiane God monument, I almost didn't spray out the pacifier.

She let Su Fu understand the Vientiane God Monument and didn't let him destroy it.

Don't God tablets need face?

Leave fist marks on it

A fist print obliterates a Vientiane meaning.

Little dream couldn't help raising her pink hand and covering her head.

"Is it so difficult to keep a low profile?"

The owner of Tianshi's blood is really difficult to teach.

Su Fu's pupils glowed with a faint golden light, as if covered with a golden mist.

The whole body's pores are spraying with meaning.

Four ancient colossus overhead.

The first three heads have become golden, and the charm constantly coincides with the God images on the Vientiane God monument.

As for the fourth head, it was silent and indifferent.

Su Fu doesn't care.

The combination of charm will also enhance strength.

Having reached the state of millions of poles, it is difficult for him to integrate the meaning of the fourth god elephant.

The first three Colossus, no matter how to enhance their meaning, will not increase their strength, but they will increase the details of the divine image.

Another punch.

A fist seal reappears on the God monument.

The statue of God on the monument was blurred again, and its meaning was erased.

Su Fu didn't know. He kept punching and punching.

The thatched houses were about to be overturned, and the flat ground was like thunder.

Su Fu was bathed in golden streamer, like wearing a golden armor.

The understanding of Vientiane monument is getting stronger and stronger.

……

Outside.

The bent old man held a bamboo stick in one hand and covered his chest in the other.

The lips are trembling, and the wrinkles are beating on the face full of gullies.

One fist print, two fist prints

The fist print on the God tablet seems to hit the old man's chest

Don't be like this. We clearly agreed not to cut the God monument!

You really don't cut it. It's too much for you to hit it with your fist!

With the roar, the light and meaning of the divine image began to fade in full view of the public.

One punch will erase the meaning of everything!

Everyone was stunned.

Does the demon king Su want to be so domineering?

Do you have to do a wave of things in the temple area every time?

The most regretful thing for the death black hole in his life may be to let such a place where the demon king Su studies.

Too... Too terrible!

After cutting the stars in the cave sky, now I want to punch the Vientiane God monument!

This is an unprecedented feat to be completed!

Looking at the fist prints one after another on the God monument, the rest of the people... Were stunned.

And expectations!

The God monument is going to be broken. Why do you think it's so exciting?

"Four fists printed!"

One yelled.

The four fist marks represent that Su Fu has erased the meaning of 40% Vientiane

Ten percent of the meaning of Vientiane is the power left by those who specialize in the Vientiane Sutra in the black hole of death. In the nine God steles, the understanding difficulty of the meaning of the Vientiane God stele ranks the top three.

"There... The Star River poured back!"

"The galaxy is brewing... It hasn't fallen!"

Many people are in doubt.

Will the family property of the death black hole be emptied by the Soviet demon king?!

What the bent old man cares about at the moment is not the pouring of the stars, but whether the Vientiane God monument will really be destroyed.

When the seventh fist seal climbed up the Vientiane monument, the bent old man finally understood the original mood of the man in black.

His face as like as two peas in the black robe looked at the cave stars.

"Monster?!"

"Even those demons in the headquarters of the death black hole cannot erase the meaning of the ten God tablets in one breath! How did he do it? "

The rickety old man was shocked.

After living for so many years, I met Su Fu for the first time.

"Former... Elder... Eight fists are printed!"

The Tianjiao of a sword demon club said to the bent old man tremblingly.

The bent old man seemed to be punched in the chest by Su Fu

Boom!

The god elephant roared and became more and more blurred.

When you look at it with your naked eyes, you can only see the virtual shadow of the divine image.

The meaning of the nine God tablet has been erased

There was only one meaning left to support, but everyone felt some sadness inexplicably.

Boom!

In a thatched hut.

Su Fu's whole body was steaming hot air, glittering and dazzling.

The three golden gods behind are more and more lifelike, as if they completely coincide with the divine image meaning of the Vientiane God monument.

With only a trace of charm, it is equivalent to the divine image on the Vientiane God monument.

If this scene is seen by outsiders, I'm afraid it will explode.

Su Fu's boxing is becoming more and more familiar.

The Qi burst out in one punch, like it can shatter the stars.

Although the outbreak is still only a million points of perception.

However, the level of proficiency in control is far beyond ordinary.

"Is this the power of blood?"

The little dream whispered endlessly.

Even if she came to understand the Vientiane God monument, she couldn't do it like Su Fu.

Tianshi's blood is worthy of being the top blood... It's really overbearing.

"The tenth punch..."

The last punch should be to end everything.

Xiaomeng doesn't need to know how boiling the outside world will be at the moment.

Looking at the monument with dense fist marks, she felt distressed for the black hole of death.

Although these tablets are only the projection of the headquarters tablets.

However, it is equally precious.

"It's over."

Little dream whispers.

Sure enough.

On the thatched house, Su Fu was shocked.

The golden light rose and gushed out like a river of stars.

All over the body, even in every villus, every cell is shaking.

Boom!

The last punch.

Su Fu turned the whole image into a starry God and punched him.

On the Vientiane God monument, click... The tenth fist seal is printed on it.

Turtle crack Road, spread along the fist print

Dense, people's scalp numb!

And the vague shadow of the divine image on the divine monument also completely collapsed

The virtual shadow of the divine image collapses.

A terrible will emerged from the monument.

Let the lovely fluff on Xiaomeng's neck stand suddenly.

Su Fu's golden light converged instantly and disappeared without a trace. He was sweating profusely and stared at a figure emerging on the God monument.

The figure just stood there, as if to suppress eternity!

Su Fu seemed to have a pair of eyes.

In that eye, it was like an ethereal dream, full of Su Fu's mind, the death of the supreme power, the collapse of the starry sky and the explosion of stars

Su Fu was sweating profusely.

Almost suffocating.

Gasping for breath.

The figure disappeared and the thatched house became calm again.

In the kettle, the hot water boils and steams.

"That was..."

Little dream floated and sat on Su Fu's shoulder.

"Is it the death black hole power engraved with Vientiane meaning on the God monument?"

Little dream said.

Su Fu doesn't know.

However, he could feel the man's horror, just a look in his eyes, as if to silence his mind.

"Could he be the founder of the Vientiane Sutra..."

Su Fu muttered.

"The founder of Vientiane Sutra? Impossible... The Vientiane Sutra has been handed down for many cosmic ages. The founder has long been turned into dead bones and scattered in the cosmic dust. No one has ever heard that the founder of the Vientiane Sutra is still alive... "

Xiaomeng shook her head. In her memory, there are still records about Vientiane Sutra.

After all, this is the only physical cultivation method that can be combined with dream patterns, and the dream family attaches great importance to it.

Su Fu nodded without saying anything. He was just guessing.

"Think about... How to explain this problem."

Little dream raised his hand and pointed to the Vientiane God monument with dense fist prints.

Su Fu looked up.

The God tablet is a small corner for the collapse of face, and the gravel rolls down.

"Well..."

Su Fu pursed his mouth.

"I'm a dream tattoo master, an elegant dream tattoo master... How can I do such a shameful thing as punching God's tablet?!"

Sufu road.

"I didn't do it. I don't know anything."

Little dream rolled his eyes.

Boom!

Suddenly.

Above the sky, an old hand appeared boldly.

The energy on it, surging between, makes heaven and earth change color.

Su Fu only felt that everything around him was detained.

The next moment, I opened my eyes and appeared on the Monument Square.

The bent old man had a black face, holding a bamboo stick in one hand and covering his chest in the other hand, staring at Su Fu.

Around, a pair of eyes stared at Su Fu with complex eyes.

Boom!

Su Fu's head, the river of stars pouring back, brewing a torrent of energy.

The rickety old man was too lazy to speak and motioned Su Fu to solve the things poured by the Xinghe first and settle the account later.

Su Fu raised his head and his eyes brightened.

If the star river pours, will there be another baby?

Death black hole, it's really polite.

Xiaomeng sat on Su Fu's shoulder, raised his head and looked at him curiously.

Since the last time there was a dragon blood crystal with a big head, Xiaomeng was particularly interested in this kind of lottery.

Boom!

Everyone stared at the pouring Star River.

"Coming!"

Someone yelled.

Su Fu is also full of expectations.

The bent old man has a black face and has a bad taste in his heart

The Vientiane monument was destroyed, and I have to give the boy an award

What evil did you do? This is!

Is this boy the real son of a high-level leader in the headquarters of the death black hole?!

Sue rubbed her hands.

Squint.

A torrent of energy swept through.

The next moment.

Under the spotlight.

Su Fu's eyes shrunk.

Boom!

A thunder burst!

The blue thunder tore the sky like a twisted dragon and pulled on Su Fu.

Su Fu was hit by thunder.

Zizizi!

Su Fu felt that every cell in his body seemed to be scorched!

Xiaomeng flew away as soon as the thunder fell.

Her perception is much stronger than sufu.

She can share joys and sorrows and share weal and woe.

But... You can't be struck by thunder with Su Fu.

The people around are as numb as a chicken.

At the next moment, everyone looked strange.

They were much more comfortable when they saw that the demon king Su was struck by thunder.

The rickety old man's face eased a little, making you feel sad!

Far away.

Su Fu's hair stood upright, emitting blue smoke, opened his mouth and spit out a scorched black gas.

He patted his body calmly and stood up.

"Excellent people always bear the pressure inconsistent with their age..."

"If the sky doesn't give birth to Su Fu, it will last forever like a long night."

Su Fu looked up at the sky with melancholy eyes.

He knew that the thunder didn't hit him, it was loneliness.

His body was shocked, scorched and black, and Su Fu became white, tender and gentle again.

The people around can't help but be speechless.

Su demon king... Do you want some face?

Xiaomeng raised her hand and covered her face. The boy's training road is still very long. The burden on her shoulder... Is very heavy.

The bent old man snorted coldly.

Tap with a bamboo stick.

Circle after circle of energy spreads out with the beating position of the bamboo stick, as if shrinking to an inch, containing a strange mystery of space.

Su Fu was immediately pulled in front of him.

"Boy... Should I have an explanation? How much is your personality worth? "

The bent old man has a calm face.

Su Fu was dazed.

"I didn't do it. I don't know anything..."

He's going to play dumb... To the end.

However, his words fell.

In the distance, a corner of the Vientiane monument standing up the square collapsed and fell to the ground, causing severe tremor.

Like the unwilling accusation of God's tablet!

Su Fu's face stiffened.

Most afraid... The air is suddenly quiet.