Douluo's auxiliary is the most glorious

Chapter 222 God’s Prophecy
This is the fake Dragon God’s heart.

Returning to the Destiny Space, not to mention how Ditian who stayed in Douluo Continent collapsed, the faint warmth coming from the Dragon God's Heart made Ning Yiyi understand in her heart that this should be the Dragon God's Heart, or Destiny Dragon God Heart·revision.

Then this Dragon God's Heart is very likely to be related to the God of Destiny. Combined with the prophecy of the God of Destiny, the search for the Artifact of Destiny will have a direction.

"When you hear the inner voice, the destiny's disk will have a direction."

Heart, square plate.
Listen to the call of your heart, and when your desire reaches its peak, your destiny will break off the established track and return to the hands of the controller.

Ning Yiyi tried to understand through the heart of the Dragon God, but unfortunately they all ended in failure. According to the prophecy, could it be that the desire is not strong enough? Who could be so kind as to leave this kind of language behind? Dry, like a waste of time.

Or when I come back, I have to go to the far north again to see what the Snow Emperor has to say.

But before that, let’s bring a small gift.
Then, after finding that he was about to collapse, Ditian returned to the Star Dou Forest and was about to apologize to Gu Yue. He saw Ning Yiyi suddenly appear, nodded to him, dived into the Lake of Life, and then dragged a chubby white one that was still squirming. Tuanzi walked out, leaving behind the emerald swan, the evil-eyed demon tree, the dark-gold fearclaw bear, the three-headed red demon mastiff, and the hell demon dragon king who had just emerged from the bottom of the lake and then stared with big eyes.
No one stopped her, Ning Yiyi swaggered and grabbed one of the tentacles of Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, left the forest, disappeared in front of everyone, and went to the Snow Emperor's cave in the far north with a thought.

Silkworm baby, who had been chirping since the beginning, stopped nagging and complaining when he saw some familiar places around him.

Only then did Ning Yiyi have time to observe the silkworm. The silkworm shape has a round head that looks fleshy, with a diameter of more than one meter and a body length of more than seven meters. Its soft white tentacles are waving cautiously, as if identifying the place in memory. The whole body is a white jade color, crystal clear, with a halo flowing under the epidermis, and a pair of small golden eyes on the head. Although it is very fat, it does not have that greasy feeling. On the contrary, it is particularly cute when it is white and fat.

Because of nearly a million years of cultivation, starting from half a meter away from the head, there is a surrounding golden pattern at regular intervals. From beginning to end, there are a total of ten golden patterns.

"I'm finally back." There was some emotion and a touch of sadness in the clear young man's voice.

"You're back, how are you?" the charming girl called out. Tianmeng Iceworm's huge body seemed to be electrocuted as it burrowed into the ground. In Ning Yiyi's perception, Tianmeng Iceworm's breath appeared not far away. after snowdrift.

"Tianmeng, is that you?" The wild girl cast her gaze on the snowdrift, with a hint of complexity in her green eyes.

"You're back, come in." The Snow Emperor's voice came from the cave. The Ice Emperor then made preparations from his memories, and his expression became more complicated.

Before Ning Yiyi could recover from the complex expression of the Ice Emperor, she saw Tianmeng Iceworm walking out from behind the snowdrift, and transformed into a human form. He was the image of a handsome young man with long golden hair, wearing a white suit. On the robe, the curved eyebrows and golden eyes are different from Dai Mubai's evil and domineering look, but instead have a youthfulness that has not passed the time.

But those long years still changed his temperament, like an ignorant boy with a mature soul, and the complexity added a bit of mystery, at least in Ning Yiyi's view.

(End of this chapter)