The Great Dream God

"Puff!" Her abdomen was brutally pierced, and blood gushed out like a fountain. The blood blossomed into shocking flowers in the air, which was sad and terrifying. The blood flowers were like blooming red lotuses, blooming with strange light in the darkness, which made people shudder.

"This bloody scene is too horrible!" The people around were so frightened that their faces turned pale as paper, their bodies trembled like sieves, and fear was like a poisonous snake tightly wrapped around their hearts. Their eyes were full of fear and helplessness, as if they saw the end of the world coming. Their lips trembled, and they wanted to make a sound, but they could only make some vague whimpers.

The other missile was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins. It failed to accurately lock onto its intended target and simply flew out of the window like a streak of brilliant light that had lost control. The missile was like a bright meteor that drew a beautiful arc in the night sky. However, behind this beauty lay endless dangers.

"Boom!" With a deafening roar as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting, the missile crashed to the ground, creating a huge pit with a radius of 30 meters. In an instant, dust flew up like a mad demon, covering the sky and the sun. The whole world was covered by the dust, as if the end of the world had come. The dust was like a thick curtain, covering the whole world, making it impossible to see the road ahead.

"Is this a punishment from heaven?!" Someone screamed in despair, his voice full of helplessness and fear. The voice seemed so tiny in the dust, as if it would be swallowed up by the endless darkness at any time.

Everything around seemed to be drawn into an endless abyss of despair, falling into a dead silence and desolation. The dust in the sky, like the haze of the end of the world, ruthlessly devoured the vitality of the world, making everything dim and dim, as if all hope was completely destroyed in this moment. The earth was shaking, as if crying for this sudden disaster; the wind was whistling, as if wailing for this tragic scene.

In the outside world, Princess Ziyang's eyes were as cold as ice, as if they could freeze everything in the world. She was full of majestic aura, like a surging wave, one after another, surging endlessly. Her gorgeous clothes fluttered in the wind, like a flag, showing her majesty. Her hair fluttered in the wind, like wisps of black flames, burning the anger in her heart.

The strong killing intent spread like billowing smoke, making people shudder. Her figure was as straight as a pine tree, exuding an irresistible sense of oppression. She was like a messenger from hell, descending into this world with endless anger and hatred.

"Meng Jin, today is the day you die!" Princess Ziyang gnashed her teeth and said, her voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, cold and cruel. Every word was like a cold blade, piercing people's hearts.

"Don't even think about it!" Meng Jin responded fearlessly with his eyes wide open and burning with anger. His voice was as loud as a bell, full of firm belief and unyielding spirit. His figure stood firm like a mountain, exuding a fearless aura.

At this critical moment, the castle suddenly appeared behind Princess Ziyang like a ghost quietly descending in the dark night. His figure was like a black lightning that instantly cut through the dark night sky.

"Watch this!" Tian Shou shouted loudly, his voice like a bell, and suddenly threw a punch. This punch carried a force as heavy as thunder from the sky, with overwhelming power, and went straight to Princess Ziyang, as if to destroy the whole world. His fist whistled past, bringing up a gust of wind, and the surrounding air seemed to be distorted by this powerful force.

Princess Ziyang's reaction was also extremely quick. She turned around as fast as lightning and shouted, "A mere trifle!" She launched a sharp elbow strike as sharp as the cold wind, and the elbow strike was like a cold light, trying to resist the thunderous attack of the castle. Her movements were smooth and flowing, without any drag, showing a very high level of combat quality.

Tian Shou's body was as agile as a snake, and he shouted, "It's not that easy to hit me!" His body movements were extremely clever and unpredictable, like a dreamlike dance, and he lightly avoided the Ziyang Princess's swift elbow attack. His body drew a graceful arc in the air, like a dancing butterfly.

Then, Tian Shou took advantage of the situation and shouted, "Take my punch!" He hit Princess Ziyang's waist with a punch as powerful as a hammer at lightning speed. The fist contained endless power, as if it could destroy everything. His fist was like a falling star, carrying the power to destroy everything, and smashed towards Princess Ziyang fiercely.

Under the force, Princess Ziyang immediately spat out a mouthful of blood as bright red as vermilion lacquer, and the blood drew a beautiful arc in the air, like a blooming blood flower. Under the moonlight, the blood flower looked particularly sad and beautiful.

"Hmph!" Princess Ziyang snorted coldly, her voice full of disdain, "This little injury is nothing!" As she spoke, she kicked back as fast as a cheetah. The kick made a whirring sound, like a whirlwind. Her eyes were still full of firm belief and unyielding spirit, as if this little injury was nothing to her.

The castle tower was instantly like a kite with its string cut off, being blown away by the powerful force. His body drew an arc in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground. The dull sound of his body colliding with the ground was particularly clear in this silent night.

"Oops!" Tenshou cried out inwardly, with an ominous premonition in his heart. His eyes were full of anxiety and uneasiness, he knew that he had met an extremely powerful opponent.

However, the figure of Princess Ziyang disappeared like a phantom in an instant, and the next moment, she appeared like a ghost beside the Tianshou who was being kicked away. Her speed was so fast that people could not react at all.

"Prepare to die!" Princess Ziyang threw another punch, this punch contained endless power, and hit Tianshou's chest hard like a mountain. The fist seemed like a mountain, heavy and irresistible. Her eyes were full of coldness and determination, as if she wanted to completely destroy Tianshou.

The powerful impact directly nailed the castle tower to the ground like a nail. The ground trembled slightly, and a dull roar like thunder sounded, as if the earth was shaking at this powerful force. The surrounding dust was stirred up by this powerful force, forming a huge vortex, covering the castle tower.

"Ah!" Tenshou screamed in pain, his voice full of pain and despair. His body was shaking constantly under this powerful force, as if it would collapse at any time.

The whole earth seemed to be groaning in pain under this powerful force; the sound was like the wail of the earth, which was heart-pounding, as if the whole world was plunged into endless pain at this moment.

In the deep space between heaven and earth, Tenshou's face was as pale as rice paper. His bloodless face seemed to be shrouded in endless fear, just like covered with frost and snow, cold and desperate. His body was shaking violently, as if he was being attacked mercilessly by the cold wind from the abyss of the underworld. Every inch of his skin was trembling, and every cell was struggling in the vortex of fear. The fear from the deepest part of his soul, like an invisible frost, imprisoned him in a desperate situation like an ice cellar for thousands of years, making him feel like he was falling into the abyss, unable to break free from this terrible bondage.