Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

Mu Jing soon discovered that the power he sent could not stop Youan's bleeding. Every breath he took could still bring out a lot of dragon blood from the wound, and the blood pool on the ground merged into a deeper color.

"Master, how could Youan be hurt so badly..."

"The Dark Temple is really good."

Mu Jing's voice suddenly turned cold. She stepped on the blood on the ground to check other wounds on You An's body. In the most serious part, the bones were deeply visible. She gently covered it with her hand, and she could still feel the unusual power.

The powerful vitality of the dragon clan has made it endure until now in pain, which makes Mu Jing feel very uncomfortable.

Even though it was injured like this, the contract didn't react at all. Either the other party's power suppressed it, or it didn't want her to come over.

He touched the dragon's horn again, bent down and kissed it on the forehead, "Be good and give me your memory."

After Youan let out another weak dragon roar, he slowly closed his eyes, obediently handed over that part of the memory to her, and fell asleep with a little guilt, but with peace of mind.

Mu Jing, who had received You An's memory, touched the dragon's horn repeatedly. The huge black shadow in You An's memory could almost wrap up its dragon god. It was precisely because of this that it suffered. So many injuries.

That thing seemed to have saw teeth. If it weren't for the protection of the dragon scales, it would probably be cut into pieces.

What the hell is that? Can you suppress Youan without being discovered and restrained by the law of heaven?

The only things that are not bound are probably things in this plane, but is it really possible to exist? If it exists, wouldn't this low plane have become a high plane, and more things with mysterious identities will appear one after another?

She always felt that it was impossible. Heaven had just asked her for help, and she was worried that the plane would collapse because of the magic circle. It couldn't be something from this plane.

He took out an artifact with the power to purify filth from the small world, first placed it on its forehead, and let the power of the artifact begin to swim around its body. Some black threads sprouted crazily from its body at a speed visible to the naked eye. Go out and run up, as if you are afraid of being purified and want to escape!

Mu Jing moved his fingers, activating the power of the artifact to purify all the black power that tried to escape.

Faintly, it seemed that shrill screams could still be heard.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the sleeping You An. The dragon's body was slowly getting smaller in the halo of the artifact. When the dragon's scales gradually receded and the dragon's claws began to slowly turn into human hands and feet, Mu Jing couldn't bear it. Zhu De laughed twice and said to Bi Kong on the side: "The Dragon Clan is really interesting, right?"

He walked over and picked up the little baby with the artifact hanging around his neck and the dragon horns and tail from the pool of blood.

Because of the protection of the artifact, Yuan looked like this and his body was white and clean, without any dirt on it.

Curling up like a baby in its mother's womb, when Mu Jing held her in his arms, she subconsciously moved and found a comfortable place to stay.

He touched the dragon horn, which was only as big as a thumb, and then ruffled its hair, "It's so cute."

When the blue sky saw this, it was as if it was struck by lightning!

It...it wants this too!

Bi Kong went over and rubbed his big head against her waist. Mu Jing immediately hugged Youan with one hand and stroked its big head with the other hand, "Youan is asleep, snoring... No, our little elf prince But he’s about to wake up.”

After sleeping for so long and eating so much spiritual energy from the small world, if she didn't wake up, she would start cracking eggs.