The Great Dream God

Princess Ziyang had a graceful figure, like a graceful willow. She walked slowly with lotus steps, like a light cloud, and finally stopped gracefully in front of Zhang Tianlong.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with bone-chilling coldness, like ice that had not melted for a thousand years, and she stared coldly at Zhang Tianlong who was kneeling on the ground. Zhang Tianlong's face was distorted and ferocious, his eyes were red like burning charcoal, and he roared like thunder, the sound seemed to break through the sky, venting out the endless anger and unwillingness in his heart without reservation.

At the same time, the energy around him surged and poured out like a raging wave. The overwhelming force made the air around him seem as heavy as lead, so heavy that it was almost impossible to breathe.

Qingshan stood aside, watching this scene, and couldn't help but burst into laughter, the laughter resounding through the sky: "Look, this guy is simply struggling in vain. He is releasing his energy so frantically, but he doesn't know that this is just accelerating his own destruction. At this moment, he has already exhausted all his energy, and the whole person is exhausted, as if he has collapsed, and there is no strength left to resist. If we take action now, we will be able to kill him without any effort!"

Princess Ziyang opened her red lips and nodded slightly. Her long black hair swayed gently with her movements, like a fairy descending to the mortal world. Her beautiful eyes showed determination and calmness. She raised her jade hand and slowly extended her soft fingers. Her slender hand, like mutton-fat jade, exuded a warm luster and gracefully rested on Qingshan's solid shoulders.

Then, a majestic and mysterious energy gushed out from the palm of Princess Ziyang. This energy seemed to come from the mysterious power of ancient times, containing endless mysteries and power. It was like the glittering brilliance in the bright galaxy, gorgeous and dazzling, and like the endless stars in the vast universe, brilliant and splendid. This energy was continuously injected into Qingshan's body, making Qingshan's body emit a dazzling light, as if it was endowed with extraordinary power.

At this moment, Zhang Tianlong, who was almost mad with anger, stood up slowly, but under the pressure of this powerful force, he seemed to be carrying a heavy burden. His face flushed, veins popped on his forehead, and beads of sweat kept rolling down. His originally upright body now looked so small and fragile. He tried to struggle to get rid of this powerful bondage, but it was all in vain. His body trembled violently, like a leaf in a storm, swaying unsteadily, but unable to break free from this powerful force. His eyes revealed despair and unwillingness, which was a kind of helplessness towards fate and resentment towards his own powerlessness.

At that time of turmoil, Zhang Tianlong was filled with resentment and rage, but the road to revenge was as difficult as climbing to the sky, leaving him helpless.

At this moment, Princess Ziyang's beautiful eyes moved and she blinked gently. In an instant, the space in front of her seemed to have suffered an inexplicable blow, and suddenly there appeared shocking cracks. The cracks spread like a spider web, which was terrifying. Zhang Tianlong was full of doubts and looked at Qingshan at a loss. Qingshan was also dumbfounded, looking at his body in disbelief, only to see that his body also had hideous cracks, and those cracks spread rapidly, turning into broken gaps one after another, as if they were portals leading to endless darkness.

Then, a horrifying scene happened. From the countless cracks, countless centipedes, snakes, insects, and poisonous ants emerged like a tide. They bared their fangs and claws, rampaging wantonly, as if they wanted to devour everything in the world. Princess Ziyang turned pale, her face suddenly changed, and she shouted in shock: "This is a dream!!" Her voice was full of panic and shock.

For a moment, the whole space was shrouded in fear. The cracks were like the claws of a demon, and the countless centipedes, snakes, insects, and poisonous ants were like evil spirits escaping from hell, making people shudder. Zhang Tianlong and Qingshan fell into deep despair and confusion in the face of this sudden change. They didn't know how to face this nightmare-like reality.

Before Princess Ziyang could open her mouth to speak, she suddenly felt a churning in her stomach. Then, she opened her mouth involuntarily, and in an instant, countless wisps of white smoke came out of her mouth. The wisps of smoke rose up, intertwined and gathered in the air, and gradually condensed into a figure. Looking closely, this person was Meng Jin! Meng Jin, who was transformed by the white smoke, had an upright posture, as if he were an immortal, and exuded a mysterious and ethereal aura. His face was looming in the smoke, adding a bit of hazy beauty, making him even more extraordinary.

Meng Jin looked down at Princess Ziyang with contempt and anger in his eyes, staring at her and shouting, "I never expected you to resort to such despicable means to frame me! Princess Ziyang, you are such a heartless, shameless person! Your behavior is simply outrageous, like a stink bug in the gutter, disgusting. You have no affection at all, only selfish calculations in your heart, and you don't care about the feelings of others. Your sense of shame has long been gone, and what you do is simply a wanton trampling on morality, which is really disgusting!"

Princess Ziyang's eyes were wide open, as if they were shining stars, full of surprise. Her cherry-like mouth opened slightly, and she looked like a delicate flower trembling in surprise in the wind. She stared at Meng Jin in disbelief, her tone full of surprise, and a voice like a yellow oriole uttered from her red lips: "When did you show up here?"

The corners of Meng Jin's mouth slowly raised a cold arc, and that smile seemed like frost in the cold winter, which made people afraid. The bursts of cold laughter he emitted were like the cold wind from the abyss of the underworld, eerie and terrifying, making people shudder. He gritted his teeth and said, "Such signs have long appeared quietly like stars in the dark night. When you became lazy, I was able to successfully launch that strange and unpredictable dream shrouded in fog! Tracing back to the source, you can only blame it on your laziness. After you became lazy, your soul was like a lost solid wall of defense, and it was easily lost, like fragile glass that could not withstand a single blow. The originally pure land of the soul became riddled with holes under the erosion of laziness, which gave me the opportunity to put this nightmare plan into practice."