The atmosphere became a little awkward in an instant.

In the void, the man in black robe who was about to take action stopped and was a little confused.

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

Although it is a will composed of dream patterns, the power that can burst out is very terrifying.

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

At least, the man in black robe speculated that he could expose the power of the Starry Sky Realm. Su Fu could not resist such power because it was not a level of power.

The man in black robe also hesitated for a long time before he planned to take action.

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

However, before he could take action, the incident happened was completely different from what he imagined.

Su Fu was not wiped out by that burst of will.

instead……

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

He pulled it out alive.

After the dream pattern was pulled out, the figure suddenly collapsed and disappeared completely.

Only a dream pattern was left, like a worm, constantly twisting and struggling in Su Fu's hand, and even shaking slightly.

It was a tremor of fear to the extreme.

"How is this possible?"

The eyes of the man in black robe burst out with lust.

He looked at Su Fu in surprise.

Su Fu's current state is already very unusual.

"The Suchar Khan family has been silent for thousands of years. Could it be that the glory and essence of the past are carried on this child..." The man in black robe muttered in his heart.

The golden blood wrapped around the golden dream patterns on her body. Su Fu's current state made the man in black robe very confused.

On the other side.

Xiao Meng's originally nervous mood also relaxed.

Looking at the azure blue dream patterns trembling in Su Fu's palm, Xiao Meng couldn't help but be amazed.

"It is worthy of being the blood of the Heavenly Master, and it has the attribute of restraining all dream patterns. It is indeed powerful..."

The Heavenly Master, as the strongest among the Dream Pattern Masters, controls all dream patterns in the world.

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

If that guy came in person.

Of course, Su Fu can be easily erased and suppressed, but it is just a dream pattern will attached to Yao Tu's corpse.

Seeing Su Fu is like seeing his father.

He was suppressed and had no temper at all.

Xiao Mengiying has also been a little envious of all this.

Compared to the blood of the Heavenly Master, her identity as the reincarnation of the Dream Clan boss has become a bit dull.

certainly……

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

Because if Su Fu really had the bloodline of the Heavenly Master, his cultivation level should not be so low, and the talent of the Dream Pattern Master would not be so poor.

And, the most important point.

The descendants of the Tianshi’s bloodline cannot 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!

Xiao Meng's inheritance and memory are very detailed in the description of the Tianshi.

The Dream Clan is a great dream pattern master clan. As a high-level human race, many top dream pattern masters have been born.

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

Suppress a universe!

That is the supreme glory!

Unfortunately, the Dream Clan is now weak. Of course, it cannot be said to be weak, but it is not as strong as it was at its peak.

"No matter whether it is the bloodline of the Heavenly Master or not, this kid... This is your highness who has been trained!"

Xiao Meng smashed her mouth.

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

But now, Xiao Meng plans to train Su Fu as her own disciple.

With the blood of the Heavenly Master, you will have the opportunity to reach the peak of the Dreaming Master in the future and become the Dreaming Master standing above all races in the universe!

It is exciting to train a dream-patterned master!

far away.

Su Fu, who was a little confused, 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.

Dream patterns are dead objects, but the dream patterns in Su Fu's hand are like a living life.

Su Fu pinched the dream pattern, and the golden light in his eyes was bright, staring at the azure blue dream pattern, constantly staring at it.

Afterward.

Click!

Dream pattern is like a worm that was frightened to death, and cracks began to appear.

Under Su Fu's gaze, there were more and more cracks, and finally they broke down and scattered all over the ground.

The azure blue dream pattern was alive...it was broken by Su Fu!

Su Fu seemed to have an extremely domineering and terrifying eye technique, and was unreasonable at all.

The crushed dream patterns dissipate with the wind.

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

The people around were extremely quiet.

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

Master Yao Tu's will came and was actually stared alive by the Demon King Su... shattered.

Yao Tu’s master is a top power outside the Milky Way!

The Demon King Su... is so terrifying!

Buzz...

Su Fu's body began to tremble.

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

As if he came back alive, he was squirming outside Su Fu's body and soon penetrated into Su Fu's mouth, nose and eyes.

Completely disappeared.

The shadow of the illusory immortal dream tower behind it disappeared, and two dull figures also stood behind Su Fu and slowly dissipated.

Su Fu sat cross-legged on the ancient road paved with fragments of stars, his head drooped and his hair spread out.

...

There is a clear road in the yellow sand all over the sky.

Su Fu looked at the back with his back facing him, as if he was independent of the world, and his eyes were shaken.

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

As if his figure was his closest relative, there was a call from the depths of his blood.

who is he?

Su Fu trekked, flying sand filled the sky. The closer he got, the more his legs fell into the yellow sand.

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

Su Fu wiped his face and felt that his face was already covered with wetness...
To be continued...