The Great Dream God

Meng Jin's half body was immersed in the freezing cold water. The chill seemed to penetrate his bones, but his body temperature stubbornly resisted it, making the surrounding water gradually warm. His eyes revealed a resolute look, as if he had made some kind of major resolution. His firm gaze contained the unknown and fear of the future, but more of a desperate courage. At this moment, he deeply understood that he was about to make a life-and-death decision, which was not only related to his own fate, but also the life and death of Princess Ziyang.

The surrounding waters were as quiet as a sleeping beast, with only the faint sound of water flowing gently echoing in his ears, as if it was the breathing of the waters. Meng Jin's thoughts were like a fast-running machine, and he was weighing the consequences of every choice. If he entered the water, he would face Princess Ziyang, who was weakened by the water. Water would impose certain restrictions on Princess Ziyang's power, so he could use his other attributes to kill Princess Ziyang directly. This idea kept circling in his mind, and it seemed to be an extremely tempting choice. He seemed to see himself in the water like a fish in water, easily defeating Princess Ziyang and becoming the final winner.

However, if he stayed where he was, what was waiting for him might be Princess Ziyang, who had been reborn like a phoenix and whose strength had greatly increased. When he thought of this, Meng Jin couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. He knew very well that once Princess Ziyang completed her transformation, it would be difficult for him to have a chance to defeat her. This possibility made him feel a huge pressure, and he knew that he couldn't let this happen. He seemed to see the powerful figure of Princess Ziyang after her transformation, and the terrifying power made him shudder.

These two results kept interweaving in his mind, like two fiercely fighting souls, filling his heart with contradictions and struggles. He carefully analyzed every detail, trying to find the best solution. As time passed, beads of sweat gradually appeared on Meng Jin's forehead. Although he was in the water, he felt an unprecedented heat. Every second of thinking was like a fierce battle, and his heart was struggling painfully.

Finally, after a long period of thinking and weighing, he had an answer in his heart. The choice seemed obvious. He decided to venture into the water and give Princess Ziyang a fatal blow before she completed her transformation. Meng Jin took a deep breath, and his eyes became firm, as if he had seen the dawn of victory. His heart was full of determination. At this moment, he no longer hesitated or feared. He wanted to fight for his own destiny.

Meng Jin jumped into the water without hesitation. The moment he entered the water, water splashed everywhere, as beautiful and spectacular as a blooming flower. His body was as flexible as a fish in water, as if he was born to be a creature in the water. The resistance of the water seemed to be non-existent for him, and his movements were smooth and free, as if he was integrated with the water. He raised his hand, and a dazzling white light shone on his hand. The light was dazzling and gradually formed a sharp sword. The sword exuded a cold breath, as if telling of its deadly power.

Meng Jin tightly grasped the long sword in his hand, and all the strength of his body was gathered in this attack. His body was like a meteor, leaving a clear mark in the water, bringing up a series of bubbles. He rushed towards the Princess Ziyang in front of him at a very fast speed, his eyes full of determination to kill. While moving forward in the water, Meng Jin felt the resistance of the water, but he did not slow down. On the contrary, he relied on his strong will and excellent physical fitness to keep moving forward. He had only one belief in his heart, that is, to defeat Princess Ziyang and end this battle.

Princess Ziyang noticed Meng Jin's attack, she raised her hand, and a purple flame lit up on it. The flame swayed in the water, looking a little weird. However, as Meng Jin expected, the power of the flame in the water was greatly reduced, and it was impossible to exert its full strength. Princess Ziyang watched Meng Jin rushing towards her, with a flash of panic in her eyes. She tried to adjust her state and prepare for Meng Jin's attack, but she was already at a disadvantage at this time, and a trace of despair surged in her heart. She understood that her power in the water was weakened, while Meng Jin seemed to be like a fish in water, which made her feel an unprecedented crisis.

Meng Jin raised the white sword in his hand without hesitation and slashed it fiercely downwards. This sword contained all his strength and anger, and the sword was as powerful as thunder and unstoppable. At the moment the sword fell, the surrounding water seemed to be affected by this powerful force, causing a violent wave. The wave was like an earthquake in the water, causing the entire water area to tremble. Princess Ziyang tried to block this fatal blow with her hand, but the sword passed through Princess Ziyang's hand like a flash of lightning and directly pierced into her heart.

Princess Ziyang felt a sharp pain, which came like a tide, making it almost impossible for her to breathe. Her eyes were full of surprise and anger. She never thought that she would be hit by Meng Jin's fatal blow at this time. She groaned, with endless pain and unwillingness in her voice: "Asshole!!! What the hell are you doing!!! Meng Jin!! " Her voice echoed in the water, with deep despair and confusion.

There was no mercy on Meng Jin's face. He shouted, "I'm killing you!!! Are you blind and can't you see?" His voice echoed in the water, with a kind of resolute coldness. At this moment, Meng Jin had only one thought in his mind, which was to completely eliminate Princess Ziyang to prevent future troubles. His eyes were full of determination, as if all this was destined.

The battle in the water continued, and the blood gradually spread, making the entire water area bloody and terrifying. Meng Jin did not give Princess Ziyang any chance to breathe. He raised the sword in his hand again, ready to give her the final fatal blow. His eyes were full of determination and resolution, as if he had seen the dawn of victory. The blood spread in the water, like a blooming flower of death, beautiful and terrifying.

Meng Jin's sword carries endless power and murderous intent.

Princess Ziyang was powerless to resist, her eyes were filled with despair and regret. She regretted why she had not noticed Meng Jin's intention earlier and why she had not been fully prepared.