The Great Dream God

Princess Ziyang's face flushed, her eyebrows raised, and she shouted in exasperation: "You ignorant guy, do you want to interfere in the affairs between me and Zhang Tianlong? Who do you think you are? Just an insignificant little person! How dare you try to interfere in such an important matter?" Her voice was sharp and piercing, as if to tear the air around them apart.

Meng Jin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, and said slowly: "Why not? My Lady Princess, don't underestimate a small figure like me. Although I am of humble status, I can play with you, the so-called big figure, like a puppet. Look, aren't you also deeply trapped in the dream that I carefully created, unable to extricate yourself?" There was a hint of pride and cunning in his eyes.

"Zhang Tianlong, I must take him away!" Meng Jin's tone was as firm as iron, "Now, I will take action, and no one can stop me. My lady princess, if you have the ability, just come and stop me!" His words were loud and clear, full of resolute momentum.

At this moment, the atmosphere around them seemed to freeze, and a tense atmosphere spread. Princess Ziyang was so angry that she was shaking all over. She gritted her teeth and said, "How dare you be so presumptuous, you lunatic! I will never let you succeed!" Her eyes were burning with anger, as if she wanted to completely devour Meng Jin.

But Meng Jin was not moved at all. He held his head high, looked straight at Princess Ziyang, and said fearlessly: "My Lady Princess, please come over! I want to see what ability you have to stop me. I will definitely take Zhang Tianlong with me!" His voice echoed in this silent space, sounding particularly loud.

After saying this, Meng Jin fell to the ground lightly like a falling autumn leaf. His eyes revealed firmness and determination, and he carried Zhang Tianlong, who was lying on the ground, on his back without hesitation. Zhang Tianlong was exhausted at this time, and roared with unwillingness. However, his body was already exhausted, and the energy in his body had been exhausted, so he could not release the hidden power at all. Meng Jin took a deep breath, as if he had taken on the weight of the whole world, and carried Zhang Tianlong on his back, walking slowly forward with firm steps.

At the same time, Princess Ziyang raised her eyebrows, clenched her fists, and swung her fists towards the void in front of her. This punch contained her endless anger and strength, like a meteor across the night sky, swiftly hitting Meng Jin. In an instant, a dazzling white light lit up, the light was dazzling, like a scorching sun bursting out thousands of feet of light in an instant. In this dazzling light, Meng Jin's figure gradually became blurred, and finally disappeared on the spot, as if he had never existed.

Princess Ziyang looked at the place where Meng Jin disappeared, her eyes full of doubt and puzzlement. She subconsciously turned her head and looked at Xiang Sizhou who was standing aside. Xiang Sizhou also looked confused and at a loss. At this moment, fear surged into their hearts like a tide. Not far away, Qingshan stood there alone, his body tightly wrapped by countless centipedes, like a huge black cocoon. Those centipedes were densely packed, squirming their bodies, and exuding a disgusting stench. Qingshan's face was as pale as paper, his eyes were full of despair and fear, and his body kept shaking, as if sending the last distress signal to the world.

Princess Ziyang frowned, slightly opened her cherry lips, and exclaimed in surprise: "What's going on? He disappeared!" Her words were full of astonishment and confusion, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

Before he could come back to his senses from his chaotic thoughts, in the blink of an eye, he was shocked to find himself defenselessly in a vast, deep, and seemingly endless sea. All around him was the endless blue, deep and mysterious, like a dreamland but with endless chill. The cold sea water was like a pair of invisible giant hands hidden in the darkness, pressing his body tightly and mercilessly with an irresistible force. The pressure of the sea water seemed to crush every inch of his bones and every breath, making him feel a kind of suffocation and depression that was almost desperate in this endless blue world.

In front of Princess Ziyang, there stood a magnificent and huge statue. The statue was towering, as if reaching the sky, exuding an awe-inspiring sacred temperament. Every detail of the statue was carved extremely delicately, as if it contained endless mysterious power. The statue seemed to be a symbol of a goddess. Although her face was eroded by time and was slightly blurred, her otherworldly charm could still be felt. The statue exuded a faint light, like the bright stars in the night sky, illuminating the deep sea a little.

Just as everyone was immersed in this sacred atmosphere, the next second, the huge statue slowly cracked. The cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, accompanied by a dull roar, as if an ancient curse was lifted. Then, countless octopus tentacles emerged from the cracks. These tentacles were like a black torrent, rolling towards the Ziyang County President. They twisted and waved, as if they were the hands of demons reaching out from hell, wanting to devour all life. The tentacles were covered with suction cups, flashing with strange light, which made people shudder. The Ziyang County President stared at this scene with wide eyes, filled with despair and fear.

Princess Ziyang's beautiful face was now shrouded in fear, her eyes were full of panic and helplessness, the look of fear was like a layer of haze, deeply engraved on her face. Her delicate body kept shaking, as if she was in a world of ice and snow, unable to control herself.

In this messy place in the real world, a huge pit appeared on the devastated ground, as if the earth was torn open. And at the edge of the pit, three people lay quietly.

Princess Ziyang, a woman of noble status, looked so fragile at this moment. Her clothes fluttered slightly in the wind, and her originally gorgeous clothes looked a little messy at this moment. Her hair fluttered in the wind, covering her pale face, but it could not hide the fear in her heart.

Qingshan, his body is strong and solid, but at this moment he also looks exhausted. His face is covered with dust, and his eyes reveal a trace of confusion and helplessness. There are scars on his arms, which are traces of battle and also proof of his tenacity.

Qingyun, his figure was slender and upright, but at this moment he had lost his former spirit. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face was as pale as paper. There was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes, as if he was angry about the predicament in front of him.