The Great Dream God

Princess Ziyang laughed wantonly, and the sharp laughter kept echoing in the empty field, like a sharp blade, fiercely cutting through the air, sounding particularly harsh: "Mengjin! Tianshou! You are really stupid! With just a few words of deception, your teammate Tianshou easily believed what I said!"

Her laughter was wild and wanton, as if it was shaking the entire venue. There was endless pride and ridicule in her laughter, which made people feel cold in their hearts.

Her eyes were full of pride and mockery, as if she was looking at two insignificant ants. She held her head high with the corners of her mouth raised, as if everything was under her control and she was the master of this world.

There was a gleam of contempt in Princess Ziyang's eyes. She looked down at Meng Jin and Tian Shou in a condescending manner, as if they were just chess pieces in her hands.

Her hair fluttered in the wind, adding a touch of arrogance. Her clothes were gorgeous and dazzling, but they could not hide the ugliness in her heart.

Meng Jin stared at Princess Ziyang expressionlessly. His eyes were as cold as ice, as if they could freeze everything around him.

His eyes were like two sharp swords, shooting straight at Princess Zi Yang, without the slightest retreat or fear.

His face was tense, revealing a firm determination.

His posture was upright, like an unshakable mountain, and he displayed an indomitable spirit in front of Princess Ziyang.

He slowly raised the white sword in his hand. The sword was originally as smooth as a mirror, but now it was covered with fine cracks that spread like a spider web.

Meng Jin's movements were slow and heavy, as if every movement contained endless power.

The white sword trembled slightly in his hand, as if telling everything it had been through. There were more and more cracks on the sword, making people worry about the fate of the sword.

The next moment, accompanied by a crisp sound, the white sword instantly shattered into countless fragments, scattered like stars. The shattering sound echoed in the empty field, as if it was a declaration, a farewell to the past. The fragments fell like snowflakes, shining with cold light under the sunlight.

And suddenly, two spots of light flashed out from the broken sword, like two dancing butterflies, flying lightly beside Meng Jin.

The two spots of light emitted a mysterious glow, and their appearance filled the entire venue with a magical color. The spots of light revolved around Meng Jin, as if guarding something for him.

Looking closely, the two spots of light were exactly the Supreme Order, emitting a mysterious and powerful aura that seemed to be able to devour everything, making people feel awe.

The light on the Supreme Order was shining like the brightest stars in the night sky. The aura they exuded was powerful and mysterious, making people feel an invisible pressure.

At the same time, a ball of light appeared, and the light on the ball of light gradually dissipated like a tide, revealing a glowing cube inside. The cube exuded an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, as if it contained endless power.

The appearance of this ball of light made the entire venue solemn. The light on the ball of light gradually faded, and the glowing square gradually appeared before everyone's eyes.

The block is engraved with ancient runes that glow with mysterious light, making people curious about its origin.

Meng Jin stretched out his hand without hesitation. His movements were swift and decisive, like lightning. He quickly grabbed the Supreme Order and pressed it tightly against his chest.

Meng Jin's eyes flashed with determination, and he did not hesitate at all. He held the Supreme Order tightly, as if holding his own destiny.

The moment the Supreme Order touched his chest, a powerful force surged into his body from the Supreme Order like a surging wave, and his aura changed drastically in an instant.

A faint light appeared around his body, and the light became stronger and stronger, as if it was going to swallow him whole.

The light burned like a flame, enveloping Mengjin.

His aura continued to rise, breaking through to the SSR level in one fell swoop!

The powerful aura made the air around him become heavy, as if the whole world was trembling because of his breakthrough.

Then, Meng Jin reached out and grabbed the cube in front of him. In front of Princess Ziyang's shocked eyes, he said coldly: "Now, I have completely absorbed the energy in your body! Although you are now resurrected, you have become a useless person, Princess!"

Meng Jin's voice was icy cold, without any emotion, as if the Princess Ziyang in front of him was just a worthless existence.

His eyes were full of disdain and disgust. He looked at Princess Ziyang as if she were a loser.

His voice echoed in the empty space, carrying a resolute momentum.

Princess Zi Yang widened her eyes. She couldn't believe what she saw.

She once thought she had everything under control, but she didn't expect to be defeated by Meng Jin in the end.

Her heart was filled with despair and fear, and she knew that her fate could not be changed.

Meng Jin stared at the cube in his hand, his eyes revealing a hint of determination. He slowly pressed the cube between his eyebrows, and the cube disappeared instantly, while a dazzling six-pointed star appeared between his eyebrows.

The hexagram shone with mysterious light, as if it contained endless wisdom and power. This was the ancient artifact of the Qingque tribe, and it was now successfully absorbed by Meng Jin.

Meng Jin felt the power brought by the artifact, and his heart was full of confidence. He knew that he already had enough strength to face any challenge.

With his strong willpower and determination, Meng Jin once again broke through his own limits. His body was trembling slightly, because a strong force was surging in his body, and he was trying hard to adapt to this force.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, his breathing became rapid, but his eyes were always full of determination. He knew that this was a process he had to go through, only in this way could he truly master this powerful force.

Meng Jin successfully gathered three supreme orders and the ancient temple cube of the Qingque tribe. With the blessing of this powerful force, his strength was greatly improved again.

A strong aura surrounded his body, which was like a towering mountain, making people afraid. His aura became extremely powerful, making people feel an irresistible pressure.

His eyes were full of confidence and majesty, as if he had become the master of this world.

His eyes scanned everything around him, as if announcing his arrival to the world.

His posture became more upright, his aura became more majestic, and he had become a true strong man.

He broke through to the realm of a legendary driver in one fell swoop! At this moment, Meng Jin looked at Princess Ziyang in front of him indifferently, as if he was a god who controlled the entire world.

A dazzling golden light emanated from his body, which was as hot as the sun, illuminating everything around him.

His figure, against the backdrop of the light, looked extremely tall and majestic. His presence seemed to make the whole world tremble.

The dream stone on his chest, which was originally dim, was now inspired by this powerful force and burst into brilliant light.

The light was as beautiful as a dream, and it reflected the golden light on his body, forming a magnificent picture.

The light on the Dream Stone flickered, as if telling an ancient story.

Its light intertwined with the light on Mengjin, forming a mysterious and beautiful scene.

The gourd hanging from his waist also turned golden, suspended in midair. The gourd exuded a majestic and mysterious aura, as if telling of its extraordinaryness.

The light on the gourd flickers, and its presence makes Mengjin's image more mysterious and majestic. This gourd seems to have endless power, and its appearance makes people have a deeper understanding of Mengjin's strength.

Princess Ziyang looked at Meng Jin, who was like a god in front of her, and her heart was filled with fear. Her body trembled involuntarily, and the trembling was like a leaf in a storm, and she looked extremely fragile. Her eyes were full of despair and pleading, and there was no longer the arrogance and complacency before. She knew that she could no longer escape Meng Jin's punishment.

Her legs softened and she knelt on the ground. The sound of her knees hitting the ground was particularly clear in the empty field. She begged for mercy with a trembling voice: "Meng Jin! Don't kill me!" There was a sobbing tone in her voice, which was a manifestation of her deep fear and helplessness. She once thought she could control everything, but she didn't expect to end up like this.

However, Meng Jin still looked at her indifferently, not moved by her plea for mercy at all. His eyes revealed a firm determination, as if telling Princess Ziyang that her fate was already determined and could not be changed. Meng Jin slowly raised his hand, and a powerful force gathered in his hand. Princess Ziyang looked at Meng Jin in horror, she knew that her life was about to come to an end.