An unprecedented sense of violent shock surged into his mind. Yinglong's spiritual consciousness seemed to pour into his mind through a powerful flush pipe. His sea of ​​consciousness felt like it was about to explode in an instant.

As this explosion arose, countless pictures also poured into his mind

Even those who are as scattered as Ding Ling who can choose the most correct result among hundreds of beautiful pictures, cannot sense accurate information.

Too fast, too much, Yinglong's spiritual sense is too strong

So strong that not to mention Ding Ling's resistance, even if he wants to resist, he is willing but unable to do so.

Yinglong is a real divine dragon, a divine dragon whose level and divine nature reach the realm of the true god of nirvana. If it wants to destroy Ding Ling, it is really just a matter of moving its fingers.

This feeling didn't last long. Although Ding Ling felt it was a long time, Ying Long actually took back his palm after only a few seconds.

Ding Ling let out a muffled groan, and he took a few steps back, then sat down on the ground. He hugged his head and shouted: Your uncle, what did you do just now

Ying Long said calmly: See it yourself, think it yourself.

After saying that, Ying Long turned around and disappeared again.

Ding Ling held his head and slowly sat on the ground. Then he shook his head vigorously and began to explore the spiritual consciousness that Ying Long had just infused him.

If his spiritual consciousness is a starry sky and an ocean, then the spiritual consciousness that Ying Long poured in is a galaxy and a lake.

When his divine thoughts touched, countless pictures quickly rose in his mind.

These scenes are like fast shots in the movie, and they start playing after a flash.

Just a glance, Ding Ling was stunned on the spot.

In the picture, a black dragon has been fighting constantly since he was a child. It fights with dragon snakes, tigers, holy beasts, fights in the water, fights on the ground, fights in the sky, and then the black dragon turns into a boy in black and starts fighting with people, fights with immortals, fights with gods. These people include Xing Tian, ​​Chiyou, Nezha, Erlang Shen, and countless great gods and immortals who can guess the appearance of the deity.

I saw him turn into a dragon shape, then turn into a human shape, fight with people, fight with thousands of troops, fight with heavenly soldiers and generals

At this moment, Ding Ling was like a fool, falling into deep shock.

Yinglong's life is a life of fighting

Paralysis is the battle dragon. Ding Ling took a deep breath, and then he woke up instantly. Ying Long gave himself these battle memories, not to show off to him how dragon he was, but to let him learn what the real battle is.

Although Ding Ling said he could fight, he was as weak as a baby compared to an old senior like Ying Long who had fought all his life.

Thinking of this, Ding Ling quickly held his breath and put all his spiritual consciousness into Yinglong's spiritual consciousness.

As the sky was teleported, the bright moon slowly opened her eyes.

Although I knew that Ding Ling would not run away for no reason, Mingyue couldn't help but ask: What about Ding Ling?

Yinglong leaned against the railing, but he did not answer immediately, but looked straight at Mingyue before whispering: "My Lady."

Mingyue looked up: Yes

Yinglong sighed: You are really moved

Mingyue was slightly stunned, and a hint of blush appeared on her face. Just as she was about to refute, she smiled faintly: Don’t tell you that you have always had a special liking for me.

Sneak Yinglong raised his eyebrows and smiled, and threw out a new term: You can think of such a bloody plot too

Mingyue laughed too: Then why are you asking this

I was just curious to remember how majestic and domineering you were when I first met the Empress. With a wave of my hand, I set up sixty-four major formations to trap me. I was not convinced. After venturing into the forty-eighth level, I was released by you. Then I used the supreme power to suppress me and could not move forward.

Well, Yinglong. Mingyue interrupted Yinglong. She lowered her eyes and said softly: Don’t mention the past.

Why don't you mention that you handed over the divine character to Ding Ling, you condense the divine character yourself. You said you are the new moon god, you can deceive others, but how can you deceive me, you are an elf transformed from the heavenly fire when the world first opened, and you are born as the supreme emperor of the Nine Heavens. What kind of person can the moon god have? A Tai Chi true god can compare with your Purple Palace Supreme God

Mingyue was silent, and after a moment she sighed quietly: Yinglong, things are not as you think. I am also very confused now. I carefully calculated the whereabouts of Nuwa and then came up with a speculation that I dare not imagine.

Yinglong raised his sword eyebrows

Nuwa may be gone. Mingyue raised her head, looked at Yinglong and said softly: Do you understand what I mean

Yinglong's pupils shrank to the extreme in an instant, and he grabbed the railing tightly, and almost used all his strength to keep himself from illusioning the body of the dragon due to shock.

Nuwa, the lord of the demon world, the ancestor of the human world, the true god of Tai Chi has jumped out of the cycle of reincarnation, and the immortal soul can be said to be. Unless she wants to die, she will not die, why will she be gone?

Mingyue ignored Ying Long's shock, and she continued to whisper: I was sitting upright on the magma river where Nuwa Niangniang refining stones and repairing the sky for several days. It was also at that time that I began to use the power of the world to gather the divine nature again. Thinking about it now, I could not sense Nuwa Niangniang's existence at that time.

How could this be the immortality of Nuwa

You know, although I have a soul that has not returned to my position, I am still a person who has dealt with the Empress. I am very familiar with her breath.

Mingyue paused as she said, and she frowned slightly and said: Now, the only thing I can feel the breath of Nuwa is in myself and Ding Ling.

Yinglong's pupils shrank again

It means, you want to inherit the divine character of Nuwa

Mingyue nodded slowly: At first I didn't believe it, but when the breath became stronger and stronger, I believed it a little, and Ding Ling and A Youduo were right. Although I didn't create humans, I helped Liuying shape the human body. Although I didn't repair the sky, I repaired the heavenly road. Even Nuwa used the demon-binding rope to trap Liuying, which was solved by me.

Finally, the bright moon sighed: I am walking on the road of Nuwa.

Yinglong's eyes suddenly emitted endless brilliance.

If Mingyue is really the Nuwa Niangniang of the world, she will definitely be the most powerful Nuwa Niangniang.

Suddenly, doubts arose in Yinglong's eyes again.

Empress, it's not right, why can you feel Nuwa's breath from Ding Ling

Mingyue shook her head after being silent for a moment: Maybe, because it was me who was connected with him.

So Yinglong, Ding Ling and I are destined

Ying Long took a light breath, and then hummed with angrily.

That guy is a little too promiscuous. I have never seen anyone bringing a group of wives to heaven.

Mingyue was stunned and then burst into laughter.

You are really the queen, no rush, the eunuch is anxious.

After a while, Ying Long figured out what the eunuch was, Ying Long's roar came from the eighteen-story sky road that was towering into the clouds.

I'm not a eunuch
Chapter completed!