The Great Dream God

In Kyoto, a forbidden spell tower stands tall, like a soul-stirring spectacle.

This tower rises high into the sky, and its majestic appearance makes people feel awe.

There was a strange and powerful aura surrounding the tower, which spread slowly like a thick fog, making people feel an invisible oppression.

This breath is like the devil's eye from the abyss, cold, evil and full of endless mystery. It stares at everything in the world mercilessly, as if it can see through all the secrets and truths.

Whether it is a busy city street or a quiet mountain trail; whether it is a bustling crowd or a lonely traveler, no one can escape the scrutiny of this pair of devil's eyes. It is like a silent observer, silently witnessing the joys and sorrows, ups and downs, honors and disgraces of the world, and under its gaze, people can't help but feel a chill rising from their spines.

This magnificent forbidden spell tower is a terrifying attack device that Zhang Tianlong has worked hard to build. The tower stands tall, and the eighteen magic arrays on it emit mysterious and brilliant light, just like bright stars shining in the sky, shining brightly and dazzlingly. Each magic array contains unfathomable and endless powerful power, which is enough to perform a variety of amazing and fierce attack methods.

The fireball fell as fast as a meteor, carrying an extremely high temperature, like a raging flame burning everything, and everything it touched was instantly reduced to ashes and disappeared without a trace. The meteorite carried a terrifying breath of destruction, like a world-destroying disaster falling from the sky, crashing into the earth, causing catastrophic consequences such as earthquakes and landslides, as if the end of the world had come. The thick pillar of fire rose into the sky like a violent fire dragon, baring its fangs and claws, roaring and raging in all directions. Wherever it went, it was burned into a scorched earth by the high temperature, and no grass grew.

The most terrifying forbidden spell jade contained a vast energy that was enough to destroy the world. When the forbidden spell jade exploded, it did not make a deafening sound that resounded through the sky. However, the light it released was like an extremely sharp blade that could completely wipe out everything in all directions from this world in an instant. Wherever the light passed, whether it was fresh life or solid objects, they would be reduced to ashes and nothing would remain. Even the land covered by it would suddenly have a huge pit that was bottomless and like an abyss, just like a hideous wound that could not be healed by the earth being torn open, lying there forever, witnessing the destructive consequences brought about by this terrifying force.

Zhang Tianlong slowly raised his head, his eyes like torches, and looked straight at the majestic progress inspector in front of him. In his eyes, the light of confidence shone brightly, and his determination was as solid as a rock. His steady and magnetic voice sounded like a huge bell: "We hold the majestic power of the Supreme Order in our hands. It is a symbol of supreme authority like a bright star. Its light is dazzling and makes all things submit to it. We also control the endless power of the Forbidden Spell Tower, which is a terrifying weapon that destroys everything like a world-destroying thunder. Its power is earth-shaking and makes all living beings tremble. These two earth-shaking powers are firmly controlled in our palms like iron pliers. This place is undoubtedly our place of domination! Therefore, I firmly believe that in this fierce battle with Princess Ziyang and others, we are by no means without any chance of winning!"

Meng Jin stood quietly by the side, his eyes like torches, staring at the majestic and magnificent Forbidden Spell Tower in front of him, and suddenly an indescribable shock surged in his heart. He slowly opened his lips and said in a deep and firm tone: "The power of this tower is more than just giving us the power to fight! I dare to assert that if the Princess Ziyang rashly steps into the attack range of this Forbidden Spell Tower and suffers the fierce attack of this Forbidden Spell Tower and the powerful attack of you and me, then this person will definitely end up with a miserable death without a burial place, and there is absolutely no chance of survival!"

When Zhang Tianlong heard this, the corners of his mouth, which were strong and clear, seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force and slowly rose, accurately and elegantly outlining a faint smile that was like a breeze blowing across his face. Then, his red lips, which seemed to be carved, seemed to open a door to the deep world, and he whispered: "Maybe!" These two seemingly simple words seemed to be the mist rising leisurely from the bottomless pool, containing endless confidence like the vast ocean. That confidence was like the surging waves, surging and deep; it was also like the idle clouds floating leisurely in the high sky, carrying an extraordinary calmness. That calmness was like the quiet moonlight, sprinkling a piece of tranquility and serenity.

At the same time, in another corner of Kyoto, Princess Ziyang stood tall and graceful, like a blooming flower, peerless and unparalleled in the world. The bluebird beside her was also very agile, with eyes like bright stars, flashing with agile light, and its wings flapping lightly, as if it could stir up the wind and clouds.

Around them, a group of people in black robes were moving forward steadily, their steps steady and powerful. Every step they took was like a mountain shaking, as if it contained endless power, as if the heaven and earth would make way for them wherever they went, carrying an unstoppable and unstoppable momentum.

The bright sunshine poured down like a golden waterfall, covering them completely, as if covering them with a layer of sacred light, as dazzling as golden light. The black robe fluttered in the breeze, like a flag dancing in the dark night, full of mystery and majesty.

The mysterious patterns embroidered on the robe appear faintly in the sunlight. The patterns are like ancient talismans, containing a deep and ancient breath, emitting a mysterious light, giving people an indescribable sense of mystery, as if telling an ancient legend.

The majesty they exude is like a towering mountain, towering into the clouds, making people feel daunted and in awe. That majesty seems to be able to suppress all evil, and people can't help but be impressed by it.

They walked slowly, their steps steady and firm, like the sound of an ancient bell echoing in the silent streets. When they reached the Senate, this magnificent building stood proudly before their eyes, like an insurmountable mountain, exuding an endless breath of power and majesty. The towering building, with its majestic and magnificent momentum, all demonstrated its lofty status as the center of power.