The Great Dream God

Meng Jin's eyes were fixed, his gaze was like a torch, facing the fierce fire phoenix, there was no fear on his face. His eyes revealed a firm belief, which was the absolute confidence in his own strength.

"Come on!" Meng Jin raised his head and let out a deafening roar. The sound was like thunder, shaking the world. In an instant, the energy in his body exploded like a volcanic eruption. The energy surged like the vast universe and galaxies. Endless power poured out of his body and spread to the surroundings.

"No one can stop this power!" Meng Jin shouted, his voice full of domineering and majesty. The mighty power was like a surging wave, rushing towards the blazing flames in front of him with overwhelming force. Wherever the power reached, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound. The flame seemed so small and vulnerable in front of this powerful force. Under the impact of this power, the fire phoenix struggled like a candle in the wind.

Under this suffocatingly powerful force, the figure of the Phoenix gradually became blurred. The gorgeous flames began to dim, and the lifelike Phoenix gradually twisted and deformed. Finally, the Phoenix dissipated like smoke without a trace, leaving only a few faint sparks, drifting alone in the air. Those sparks were like stars, flashing their last light in the darkness, as if they were the tragic witness of this fierce battle.

"Is this your strength?" Meng Jin looked at Xu Xiaofeng with a hint of disdain in his tone. His eyes were full of provocation, as if he was mocking Xu Xiaofeng's arrogance.

Lisa stared at Meng Jin with cold eyes, which seemed to freeze the air. She had no intention of retreating, holding the mysterious magic flute tightly in her hand. She slowly raised the magic flute, which emitted a strange light, making people shudder. Then, she played it gently, and the melodious flute sounded slowly, echoing in the air, as if weaving an invisible net in the air.

The sound of the flute contained endless magic power, which was like a group of weird centipedes with bared fangs and claws, twisting their bodies and trying to get into Meng Jin's ears. Lisa gnashed her teeth and said, "Meng Jin, today is the day you die! The power of this magic flute will make you fall into endless chaos and madness! You can't escape!"

Meng Jin was not affected by Lisa's words at all, his eyes were firm and calm. He focused his eyes, muttered something, and danced his hands quickly, exerting his magic power, and instantly created an invisible soundproof barrier.

Meng Jin responded loudly: "Lisa, your tricks are useless to me! This barrier will completely isolate your magic sound! Your conspiracy will not succeed!" The voice was loud and powerful, full of confidence.

The barrier was like an indestructible steel barrier, isolating the annoying magic sound completely. In the barrier, Meng Jin's mind was protected by a solid shell, not being eroded by the evil magic at all. He looked at Lisa mockingly and said, "Lisa, do you think you can defeat me like this? You are too naive!"

Seeing this, Lisa's face became more gloomy. She increased the intensity of her playing, trying to break through Mengjin's soundproof barrier. However, the barrier remained motionless.

Meng Jin stared at the cold, ruthless and extremely fierce attack of his former best friend, his eyes revealing a deep solemnity and sadness. He knew that blindly escaping and dodging was not a long-term solution. Only by courageously fighting head-on could he find a glimmer of hope in this desperate situation. His eyes were as firm as steel, as if they were made of cold iron. In his deep eyes, there burned a blazing and unyielding flame, as if he wanted to burn all the difficulties and obstacles in the world to ashes, and let all the darkness and haze dissipate in this blazing flame.

"Humph, do you think you can defeat me this way?" Meng Jin shouted loudly, his voice full of resolute momentum, like thunder, shaking the world. The firm tone seemed to announce his indomitable spirit and tenacity to the whole world, which moved people.

He slowly took out the Supreme Order from his arms, and in an instant, the Supreme Order shone with brilliant and glittering light, which was like the brightest star in the vast starry sky, dazzling and brilliant. The vast and powerful energy was like a surging tide, rushing into Meng Jin's body continuously, as if to fill every cell of his body with this endless power.

"Such power..." Tian Shou, Xu Xiaofeng, and Lisa saw this scene, and a trace of surprise flashed across their eyes. Their eyes were full of disbelief and shock. They had no idea what had happened, but their hearts were like a strong earthquake, deeply shaken by this powerful force.

On Meng Jin's body, golden runes slowly emerged. These runes were gleaming and dazzling, like mysterious marks engraved by gods themselves. The light was dazzling, like the glory of Apollo, the god of the sun. A sacred, solemn and majestic aura emanated from these runes, making people feel an unparalleled majesty and holiness.

"I have entered the realm of the Supreme, SR level! Today is the day of your defeat!" Meng Jin shouted loudly with a voice as loud as a bell. His voice echoed between heaven and earth, as if it was a war song from ancient times, full of endless power and majesty. At this moment, his aura became extremely powerful, as if he was an invincible god of war who strode out of ancient mythology. His whole body exuded a terrifying pressure that made people shudder and tremble. The pressure was like a mountain pressing down on one's head, making people breathless. His figure was majestic, as if he could support the entire world, which was daunting.

Meng Jin's eyes were like bright stars in the deep night sky, shining brightly and dazzlingly. His eyes revealed an unshakable, rock-like faith, which was hot and strong, without any hesitation. He rushed forward with the force of thunder and the momentum of a raging beast. The roar from his mouth was as deafening as a huge bell, and the sound was rolling: "Whoever stands in my way will die!" This voice seemed to carry endless power and could break through all obstacles.

His figure was like a bright lightning that tore through the dark night sky, breaking through the shackles of darkness. His speed was as fast as a violent storm, and in an instant he arrived in front of the three people like a ghost. His posture was agile, and every step was full of resolute momentum, as if the whole world was trembling under his feet.