The Great Dream God

Meng Jin and Zhang Tianlong felt as if they were in the center of a storm at this moment. The invisible pressure was like a towering and heavy mountain, pressing down on them, making their hearts and lungs feel heavy and almost suffocating.

Zhang Tianlong frowned, his face was as solemn as frost that had condensed for a thousand years, as if it could freeze the air around him. His eyes were full of deep worry, and his voice was low and hoarse, like thunder in this depressing atmosphere: "The enemy before us is much stronger than we can imagine. Its power is like the abyss of the sea, vast and boundless, terrifying, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to contend with!"

There was also a hint of anxiety in Meng Jin's eyes. That anxiety was like fine spider silk, slowly spreading in his eyes and gradually interweaving into an invisible web.

He clenched his teeth so tightly that sparks seemed to fly between his teeth as he responded, "It is true that this Princess Zi Yang is extremely powerful, and our previous estimate was too optimistic. However, in this predicament, we still have the Tower of Forbidden Spells. If the situation is dire, we can activate the Tower of Forbidden Spells to attack Princess Zi Yang, and perhaps we can get a glimmer of hope." After speaking, his eyes resolutely turned to the mysterious and majestic Tower of Forbidden Spells, and his eyes were filled with the determination to fight to the death.

Although Zhang Tianlong was full of worries, the current situation was just as Meng Jin had said, and there seemed to be no better solution.

He sighed helplessly, and that sigh seemed to come from the depths of his soul, with endless fatigue and helplessness: "It seems that I have no choice but to do as you say! However, the power of this forbidden spell tower is too strong and violent. Once it is activated, the consequences are unpredictable. However, things have come to this point, and we can't care too much."

At this moment, they were facing the powerful Princess Ziyang.

Princess Ziyang's figure is as tall and straight as a pine tree, and the powerful aura she exudes is like the bright stars in the vast galaxy, dazzling and eye-catching. It is also like an ancient god descending to the world. Her majesty is intimidating and makes people tremble with fear.

Zhang Tianlong slowly turned his head, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring at the mysterious and majestic Forbidden Spell Tower behind him.

His heartbeat became more and more rapid, and the violent beats seemed like the roar of a war drum, each time telling of his inner tension and anxiety.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his turbulent heart, but his trembling hands betrayed the fear in his heart.

He gritted his teeth and swung his arm with all his might, his movement filled with determination and resoluteness, and shouted loudly: "Tower of Forbidden Spells! Activate the Forbidden Spell Jade!"

In an instant, a brilliant white light burst out from the Forbidden Spell Tower. The light was like the scorching sun breaking through the clouds, so bright and dazzling that people could not look directly at it.

A forbidden spell jade that contained the power to destroy the world and was as powerful as thunder roared out from the forbidden spell tower and struck towards the god-like Princess Ziyang with overwhelming force.

The power contained in the forbidden spell jade seemed to be able to tear the void apart, carrying an endless breath of destruction. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to groan in pain.

Princess Ziyang looked composed, her eyes full of confidence and majesty, a kind of pride and strength that came from her bones.

Faced with the speeding forbidden spell jade, she calmly threw out the Green Bird Clan's artifact - the white light cube.

The white cube emitted a mysterious and holy light, as if it contained the most primitive power in the universe.

The forbidden spell jade and the white light cube collided suddenly. In an instant, a huge energy wave, centered on the two, spread out wildly in all directions like a surging tsunami.

Wherever the energy waves reached, space seemed to be distorted, ripples appeared, and the whole world seemed to tremble under this powerful force.

Then, the forbidden jade exploded with a loud bang. The shock wave produced by the explosion was powerful enough to destroy the world. The surrounding air seemed to be ignited in an instant, making a harsh crackling sound, as if the music of doomsday was being played.

However, what was shocking was that the extremely terrifying energy was completely absorbed by the white light cube like a giant whale sucking water, and not a single bit of energy leaked out.

The cube of white light was like a bottomless black hole, swallowing up all the energy of the forbidden jade without leaving a trace.

Zhang Tianlong's face instantly turned as pale as paper, without a trace of blood. His eyes were filled with despair and disbelief. He could not understand or accept the scene before him.

He stared blankly at the forbidden spell jade energy being absorbed by the white light cube, muttering to himself: "How could this be! How could such a situation happen! That is the power of the forbidden spell tower! That is enough to shake the world!"

There was a slight tremor in his voice, and that tremor was not only a reaction of the body, but also a tremor of the soul.

Meng Jin only felt his scalp tingling, and the numbness quickly spread throughout his body like an electric current. His body trembled involuntarily, as if a dead leaf shivering in the cold wind.

He looked at Zhang Tianlong and asked in a trembling voice, "Any backup plan?" His eyes were full of expectation, a desire for survival, a glimmer of hope for victory. He hoped that Zhang Tianlong could give him a positive answer, an answer that could get them out of this desperate predicament.

Zhang Tianlong looked back at Meng Jin in despair. There was no trace of hope in his eyes anymore, only darkness and despair.

He shook his head slowly, and that movement was so heavy, as if he was carrying the weight of the whole world: "Retreat! There is no backup plan! We have tried our best, but this Princess Ziyang is so powerful beyond imagination, we are no match for her at all."

His voice was full of helplessness and fatigue, a feeling of powerlessness that penetrated deep into his bones, as if at that moment, all his strength and faith had been ruthlessly drained away, leaving only an empty shell.

After hearing what Zhang Tianlong said, Meng Jin felt filled with resentment. The resentment burned in his heart like a flame, causing him unbearable pain.

But he also understood that if he continued to fight at this time, it would be futile and would only lead to his death.

He gritted his teeth, which seemed to be about to break, and said, "Okay!"

After saying that, the two of them turned around and fled into the distance. Their figures seemed so small and helpless in the powerful energy fluctuations, like a drop in the ocean, or like a candle in the wind, and could be swallowed up by this violent force at any time.

Their steps were staggering and hasty, as if countless evil spirits were chasing them. Their breathing was rapid and heavy, and every breath seemed like a struggle.