That's a dragon!

A black dragon covered in inky scales!

However, what is more bizarre is that the size of ordinary dragon creatures is extremely large, but this black dragon is only nine feet and nine inches.

If it weren't for the fact that it really exuded the aura of a true dragon, it would be hard to imagine that there would be such a small dragon clan in the world.

Truly!

The black dragon swirled and roared in the void with its teeth and claws, and its dark purple dragon pupils stared around, bursting out with a fierce and fierce light, and a bloody aura that was tyrannical to the extreme enveloped the entire mountain top.

There is actually a black dragon in the Heavenly Mystery!?

Dao Moyu was shocked, and his face was incredulous.

The Black Dragon is the strongest dragon species in the dragon family, and it is also the most dangerous dragon species.

They are usually irritable and extremely belligerent, synonymous with disaster and destruction.

Each black dragon is a terrifying war weapon of the dragon lineage.

The powerful body and violent power have also created the proud nature of the black dragon, so that they will not be willing to be imprisoned in a heaven and earth at all, and even if they are imprisoned, the black dragon will find a way to destroy with this heaven and earth.

Well?

No, this isn't really a black dragon!

As the roar of the black dragon gradually disappeared, the scene in front of Dao Moyu's eyes changed abruptly.

At this moment, the black dragon on the top of the mountain had disappeared, and in the center of the wreckage of the pitch-black boulder, an ink-colored spear appeared in front of everyone.

This spear was shrouded in a vast and majestic demonic power, and it was this demonic power that faintly condensed into the phantom of the black dragon, dancing wildly in the air.

"Brother Moyu! That's it! It's this gun that beckons to me! It seems to want to be one with me." Huang Luochen excitedly tugged at Dao Moyu's collar and shook Dao Moyu slightly.

"Falling dust, you said this gun seems to want to be one with you?" Dao Moyu's mind was a little messy.

But faintly thinking of something, he frowned for a while, and said to the Phoenix Falling Dust Spirit Energy with a serious face: "Luochen, what you want to see has already been seen, just in case, you better leave here first, you go back to the volcano where you lived before, and after my brother and I get the black dragon spear, my brother will look for you."

Dao Moyu's heart moved, he never had a weapon to take advantage of, and in the dark, Dao Moyu had a hunch that this black dragon spear would be very compatible with him.

So he is bound to get this black dragon spear!

"But the space of this plane is constantly changing, how can my brother find Luochen? And Luochen doesn't want to be separated from Brother Moyu......" Huang Luochen lowered his head, clasped his fingers, and looked aggrieved.

Forehead......

Dao Moyu admitted that just now he did forget about the spatial transformation because of his excitement.

"Hmm...... In that case, Luochen, didn't you say that you have a special sense with that black dragon lance, and when your brother obtains that black dragon lance, you should have the ability to change part of its breath, and when you notice the change in breath, you come to your brother, how about it?"

"Okay...... That's all it takes, and the dust really won't help much......

The little girl's voice paused, and then said, "Brother Moyu, you also have to hurry up and get that black gun, Luochen doesn't want to wait too long......

The little girl muttered quietly, her voice low that she could hear well if she didn't recognize it carefully.

The softness in Dao Moyu's heart was touched by the whisper, and for a while, his eyes seemed to be a little moist, and he hugged Huang Luochen tightly.

"Well, my brother promised you."

"Brother Moyu, Luochen is going now, you have to pay attention to safety, that black gun makes Luochen feel very bad, Luochen doesn't want Brother Moyu to be injured."

"Brother knows, he will be careful, come, this is for you, eat the small balls inside, as long as you don't appear in front of others, others will definitely not notice your existence." Dao Moyu handed Huang Luochen a grass-green bottle.

This bottle contained the Shadow Escape Pill refined by Luo Yu Ling.

After taking this elixir, one's own aura will be completely restrained in the body, so that outsiders will not be aware of their existence at all.

"Wow! It's so sweet, it's delicious! It's the best thing Dusty has ever tasted!" Huang Luochen took out a cyan pill from the bottle, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

"Then where is it, and then when my brother is free, I will make you some delicious food, then it will be called delicious in the world." Dao Moyu rubbed Huang Luochen's head dotingly.

"Okay! Okay! Luochen wants to eat what Brother Moyu made." Huang Luochen's eyes lit up, and he smacked his mouth, and even a touch of saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Haha, it seems that our family's dust is also delicious, don't worry, my brother will definitely make you a big table of delicious food in the future, but for now, ......" Dao Moyu did not continue.

Huang Luochen also responded with interest, "Hmm! Luochen knows, Luochen is very well-behaved...... Dust falls, go now......

Huang Luochen jumped off Dao Moyu's body and trotted all the way down the mountain.

Dao Moyu's eyes kept looking at Huang Luochen's back, and he felt a little melancholy in his heart, but as Huang Luochen turned his head and smiled, it disappeared instantly.

Huang Luochen slowly opened his mouth, his lips floating up and down.

Although Dao Moyu couldn't hear the sound of Huang Luochen, he could feel Huang Luochen's care based on a special feeling.

Silly sister.

The corners of Dao Moyu's mouth rose, and he waved his hand to say his final goodbye.

It wasn't until he couldn't see the figure of Huang Luochen at all that Dao Moyu stopped the movements in his hand.

Call!

Now you can get down to business with peace of mind.

Dao Moyu exhaled lightly and shifted his attention back to the top of the mountain, staring at the inky spear.

This gun, about nine feet long, exudes a mysterious and cold metallic luster with a black ink-colored barrel.

The tip of the spear was stuck straight into the center of the black boulder wreckage, and it was impossible to see it.

But even so, through the pitch-black boulder, you can feel the violent and sharp aura emanating from the tip of the gun.

That wisp of breath was like a spatial blade, as if it could tear through time and space.

Dao Moyu was so far away from the ink-colored spear that he could feel that wisps of aura hanging above his head like a sharp knife, and he would fall at any time.

What a magic gun! How to say it, it is also the level of Hongmeng Armaga!

And with a wisp of spirituality, it may even be the primordial treasure!

The entire Candle Shadow Divine Kingdom can't find such a monstrous gun!

Dao Moyu's breathing gradually became rapid, and his eyes became hotter and hotter as he looked at the ink-colored spear.

However, he did not expose himself because of the desire in his heart, and still hid behind the boulder, quietly spying on the volley and the group.

Because Dao Moyu found that the atmosphere between those people had changed subtly.

"This is the treasure you are talking about, but there is only one gun, and after we take it out, how are we going to divide it?" A monk of the Eternal Temple could not suppress the excitement in his heart, and said in a trembling voice.

He naturally saw the value of this spear, a artifact that was at least a Hongmeng treasure even if he couldn't control it. It can be handed over to the Ancient Temple, and it will be enough to exchange it for resources to support his direct access to the realm of the Realm Lord.

Good luck!

Is this the fate in the Heavenly Mystic Realm!?

It's really eye-catching!

Not only were the people of the Ancient Temple excited, but Ling Kongli's eyes also flashed with greed.

"Naturally, the capable live, and whoever of you can pull out this gun is the master behind this gun." A man in a pitch-black cloak who had never spoken and carried a long sword spoke slowly.

"Looks like you've tried to draw your guns, but...... What are you doing this for? Even if we pull out this gun, what good will you do? Everyone is a cultivator, and everyone understands some truths, so there's no need to hide it, right?" Another Ancient Temple monk asked.

"You're fucking the top in the upper realm

The heavenly pride of power! As a result, I don't even have the guts to do this, we have already brought the opportunity to you, and I don't even dare to try, I am really ashamed of you." The burly man in the pitch-black cloak shouted.

"Haha. You don't have to provoke us, such an opportunity is in front of us, we are naturally excited, but we also have to be careful, right? After all, chance often coexists with danger, and ...... Do you really not notice the demonic aura emanating from this gun!?"

From the burly man's reaction, some disharmony could be seen in the volley.

was really laughed, and couldn't help but squint his eyes, and his tone was cold.

"I'm sorry, Ling Tianjiao, he's like this, his temper is not very good, he is a little stubborn, you can also see it along the way, here I will compensate you for him." Among the four people wearing the pitch-black cloak, the most advanced one hurriedly spoke, and bowed in the air.

The person who opened his mouth was short and sturdy, and his cultivation had faintly broken through the Guiding Dao Realm, and his aura was even deeper than that of the half-step Spirit Realm.

"That's it? How old do you think you are, how much is your face worth?" Volley chattered endlessly, without the slightest intention of letting go, and patted the cheek of the diminutive man.

"So Ling Tianjiao, what do you want?" The diminutive man was already smiling, but there was a fierce glint in his eyes.

"What do I think? Guess what!?" Ling Kongli's pupils instantly turned scarlet, and a fierce murderous aura raged.

"Ling Tianjiao, do you want to do it?"

The cloaked men pulled out their weapons one after another, and the aura around them exploded, but they didn't move.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! What a pity!" Ling Kongli took out his blood-red sword, and his black hair turned bright red in an instant.

***！

This freak is really going to do it!

Make no mistake! Don't get involved with us!

The faces of the three Ancient Temple monks turned green, and as if they were facing a great enemy, they took out their natal divine weapons and mobilized all their three-element powers.

"Oops! You're wrong, look you're nervous, I'm just joking and livening up the atmosphere." The pupils and hair strands of the volley returned to their original shape.

After sticking his blood-red sword on the ground, he spread his hands with a helpless expression.

"......" the crowd.