The Great Dream God

Chapter 391 The King's Counterattack

The castle guard witnessed this thrilling scene, and his face suddenly turned dark as ink. His face seemed to be corroded by the power of darkness, becoming extremely solemn and dignified. His expression was full of majesty and awe, as if he was an insurmountable mountain, exuding an awe-inspiring aura. He shouted loudly: "How dare you be so reckless and reckless!" This voice was like thunder in the sky, shocking everyone present.

After saying this, the castle tower moved as fast as lightning, and his fingers were as flexible as dancing in the air. He quickly took out a wooden Buddha sculpture from his arms. The sculpture was finely crafted, with clear textures, and exuded an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. Under the infusion of the majestic mana, the body of the Buddha sculpture expanded rapidly at an astonishing speed. For a moment, the light shone everywhere, as if the whole world was illuminated by this light. The Buddha sculpture was like a majestic, towering mountain, standing in front of Mengjin as solid as a rock. This mountain-like Buddha sculpture exuded endless pressure, forming an insurmountable solid barrier, as if to completely block Mengjin's way forward.

However, Meng Jin showed no fear, and there was no sign of retreat in his eyes. He clenched his fist tightly, and that fist seemed to be a violent volcano about to erupt, containing endless power. The strength of his whole body was like surging waves, gathering in one place. He roared angrily: "Today, I will break through these difficulties and obstacles!" His voice was full of firm determination and unyielding will, as if he was declaring his belief to the whole world.

He suddenly threw a punch, and a brilliant, glittering golden light burst out from that fist. This golden light was dazzling, as hot as the sun, and contained a terrifying power that seemed to be endless. The light illuminated the entire dark world, and it seemed to be able to completely destroy everything in the world, turning it into dust and dissipating it into nothingness.

There was a loud bang that resounded through the sky and shook the earth. It was like thunder, shaking the universe. It was like the sound of chaos when the world was first created, and it was like the sound of judgment at the end of the world. A huge hole like a deep and boundless canyon was blasted out on the wooden Buddha statue. The hole was bottomless and seemed to be the entrance to hell. Countless sawdust flew around like a rain of flowers, fluttering in the air, and it was beautiful. Under the shining of golden light, the sawdust flashed with strange light, like elves dancing in a dream.

The castle guard stared at the unimaginable and unbelievable scene in front of him with his eyes wide open, as big as bells, full of shock and fear. He was stunned and shouted in disbelief: "How is this possible!" His voice trembled, as if his soul was also greatly shocked at this moment.

In an instant, smoke and dust rolled up, covering the sky and the sun, spreading like a surging wave. The smoke and dust were so thick that it seemed as if the dark forces of the world had all erupted at this moment, and the whole world was shrouded in this thick and heavy smoke and dust. Between heaven and earth, there was chaos, just like a terrifying scene of the end of the world, which was horrifying. In this smoke and dust, Meng Jin's figure was looming, and his posture was still upright, like a beacon in the darkness, bringing people a glimmer of hope.

Meng Jin stared at the broken Buddha statue, and a cold smile appeared on his lips. There was a hint of sarcasm and disdain in the smile, as if he was showing contempt for the castle tower's inability to resist. He said coldly: "This is just the beginning!" His voice was cold and firm, like a judge from hell, announcing his determination and courage.

In this chaotic scene, Meng Jin's figure stood out. He exuded an unparalleled aura, a spirit of courage and perseverance. His eyes were filled with expectations for the future and a desire for victory, as if nothing could stop him from moving forward.

The castle tower, under this huge impact, looked a little embarrassed. His eyes were full of confusion and fear. He didn't know how to face this powerful opponent. The Buddha statue in his hand, which was originally his support, has now become broken.

Meng Jin's eyebrows were tightly knitted, like two heavy peaks, and the degree of knitting seemed to bear the heavy pressure of the world. His eyes were like two burning flames, burning fiercely, staring at the deep pit in front of him mercilessly. His teeth were clattering, and the sound was like the devils in hell grinding their teeth. He said fiercely: "It's vulnerable!" As soon as the words came out, they were so loud that it seemed to shake the air around. As soon as the voice fell, he tried to get through the pit without hesitation, and his posture was like a brave cheetah, rushing towards the target without hesitation.

However, at this critical moment, the wooden Buddha statue that had been standing quietly suddenly moved strangely. This wooden Buddha statue, which originally seemed ordinary, now exuded a strange aura. Countless big hands as thick as giant pythons stretched out from its body crazily. The big hands were thick and powerful, as if they contained endless power. These big hands attacked Mengjin at lightning speed, like a group of hungry beasts, eager to capture their prey.

Meng Jin was completely enraged by this sudden attack. A surge of anger burst out from his chest, and that anger seemed to burn the whole world to ashes. He roared again, "Let me go!" This roar was like a thunder blast in the sky, shaking the whole space. At the same time, a golden light suddenly burst out from his body. The light was dazzling and dazzling, like a scorching sun. This light contained an extremely powerful force, which seemed to be able to ruthlessly destroy everything in the world. The light illuminated the surrounding darkness, as if it was a light of hope in the darkness, but it also carried a terrifying breath of destruction.

"Ah!" Meng Jin shouted with all his might, and the sound seemed to be a war song from ancient times, full of strength and determination. The powerful force instantly gushed out like a surging wave, directly tearing the big hand of the wooden Buddha sculpture into pieces. In front of this powerful force, the big hand was like a fragile piece of paper, vulnerable to a single blow. Meng Jin successfully broke free from the restraints, and his eyes revealed an unwavering determination, and that look seemed like a sharp sword that could pierce through all obstacles. He rushed forward again like an arrow from a bow, and the speed was so fast that people only felt a shadow flashing before their eyes.