Today is the twenty-ninth day that Dao Moyu has entered the Heavenly God Trial, but since he obtained the ink-colored dragon spear, he has not gone out to look for heavenly treasures.

These days, Dao Moyu, Gu Yan'er and Huang Luochen have been living in Gu Yan'er's fairy palace spirit treasure.

And Dao Moyu is either improving his compatibility with the ink-colored dragon spear, or he is carefully teaching Huang Luochen.

The realm of Huang Luochen is not in a hurry, and the innate physique and foundation of divine beasts like Dao Mo Yu and Huang Luochen are simply too solid to be more solid.

As long as they want, even they can be promoted to innate as soon as they are born.

However, Dao Moyu did not let Huang fall into the dust like this.

The innate realm is the beginning of cultivating the soul, and the little girl's mind is not yet mature, and rashly letting her practice break through the realm will even damage her accumulation of Dao rhyme in the future.

It was also because of this factor that Dao Moyu was promoted to congenital until he was sixteen years old.

Therefore, Dao Moyu only taught Huang Luochen some mental methods and some secret methods to assist in cultivation.

The little guy is also very competitive, no matter what the exercises are, it only takes a few days to reach the entry level.

It's like the rune secret technique that Dao Moyu taught to Huang Luochen five days ago.

"Brother Moyu, Brother Moyu! The dust has succeeded, and the dust has finally succeeded! Look, Luochen has made a first-order fire control talisman, and now Luochen has become a rune master?" Huang Luochen came to Dao Moyu's side in a hurry.

However, Dao Moyu didn't pay attention to the phoenix falling into the dust, at this time, he was haunted by black and white, and he had already entered a state of concentration.

"Brother Moyu, it's going to be a while to ignore the dust." Huang Luochen lowered his eyes in disappointment, and sat down listlessly beside Dao Moyu.

"Falling dust, Brother Moyu is busy now, he didn't mean to avoid you, today is the day when Brother Moyu refined this ink-colored dragon spear into a divine weapon, so he set up an enchantment." Gu Yan'er squatted down, touched Huang Luochen's little head with one hand, and pointed to the ink-colored dragon spear with the other.

"Luochen knows, Brother Moyu told Luochen yesterday, it's just ...... It's just that Luochen wants to share the joy with Brother Moyu...... I've been refining this rune paper for several days, and I finally succeeded in getting a ......" Huang Luochen lowered his head, rubbed the first-order fire control talisman in his hand, and muttered.

"Oh, it's the same with my sister to share it."

"That's right...... But...... However, sharing with Sister Yan'er can only get one happiness, but if Brother Moyu is also there, you can get double the happiness, and now there is one less happiness...... Luochen is not happy......" Huang Luochen still lowered his head and rubbed the Shenwen rune paper in his hand.

"Hmm...... So be it! Falling Dust can now refine the Fire Control Talisman, right? That Luochen can refine another one during the period of Moyu's retreat, and after Luochen is refined, Moyu's brother should also end the retreat, and at that time, Luochen will put two fire-controlling talismans in front of Moyu's brother and in front of his sister, can Luochen get the happiness of two plus two equals four?"

Gu Yan'er actually knows that she is talking about crooked reasoning, but this kind of crooked reasoning is really tried and tested when used to coax children.

And Huang Luochen was scratching his head, and after thinking for a moment, he suddenly raised his head and said with a happy face, "Hmm...... Reasonable! Sister Yan'er is so smart! Why didn't Luochen think of it, Luochen will go and draw the second fire control talisman now!"

With a whoosh, Huang Luochen ran into her own room.

It's so cute......

When will I have a child of my own?

Gu Yan'er looked at the direction where Huang Luochen left and was slightly stunned, and then looked at Dao Moyu who was in a settled state, not knowing what she was thinking.

In just a moment, a touch of crimson crept up her cheeks.

Yikes!

Really! What the hell was I thinking! What a shame!

Gu Yan'er didn't dare to look at Dao Moyu anymore, so she also left here, hurriedly came to the pond, and washed her face.

However, at this time, Dao Moyu was ignorant of these conditions in the outside world, and his divine soul was completely immersed in the ink-colored spear.

Feel the magic of the inky dragon lance.

Even though Dao Moyu had entered this state so many times, he was still shocked by the power contained in this ink-colored dragon spear.

Although this ink-colored dragon lance has lost its spirit, the will contained in it is still as tough as steel.

It's hard to imagine what this gun has gone through before.

However, Dao Moyu firmly believed that this gun must have drunk the blood of countless powerful beings.

Buzz!

The ancient lines on the ink-colored dragon spear began to flicker without warning, and the power of Dao Moyu's divine soul finally came to the deepest part of the space inside the ink-colored dragon spear at this moment.

It's just the last step!

I'm going to make you agree with me!

Some powerful peerless gods will choose their wielders through their own consciousness.

And if you want to gain the true recognition of these divine soldiers, you must pass the test left by them.

Only by passing the test they leave behind will they become their true masters.

What Dao Moyu is about to face now is the test from the ink-colored dragon spear.

Rumble!

For a while, the infinite scene flashed through Dao Moyu's mind, and he seemed to have come to an ancient battlefield full of slaughter.

Dao Moyu saw a man in the starry sky, exuding dazzling eyes.

The divine rays slashed into the depths of the universe and pierced the void.

Dressed in golden armor and armed with an inky dragon spear, the man stood like a god on a huge crimson gold platform.

He just stood there, as if he was standing in the eternal river of time, looking to the future and antiquity, and merging into the vast world.

The figure of the god man was far away in the sky, but the moment Dao Moyu saw him, his heart was shocked, and he looked at him as if he was facing the vast universe and thousands of stars.

"Who is he?"

Before Dao Moyu could think for a moment, the scene in front of him changed again.

Behind the god man, one terrifying existence after another emerged, although these characters who had just come out did not shock Dao Moyu as much as the god man holding the ink-colored dragon spear, but it was enough to make him thrilling.

And on the opposite side of these powerful figures, there appeared a monster that exuded black flames, as big as a star, with a huge mouth of the abyss, and the countless tentacles on the monster's body covered with pitch-black magic flames were like wanton dragons. Fun Cabinet

The dragon roared, revealing its scarlet fangs, chilling.

As the monster rushed towards the god man and his party like a dark demon, the god man also brandished his blood-red spear, which carried the momentum of destruction and pointed straight ahead.

The moment the god man raised his spear, the terrifying beings behind him also moved.

Their expressions were solemn, their eyes were firm, and the visions they produced when they exerted their magical powers caused the stars to collapse and sweep through all walks of life in the universe.

Their thoughts converged into a terrifying torrent that broke through the void!

Time and space are gone, and all beings tremble!

At this point, the pictures came to an abrupt end, and the supreme artistic conception overflowing from these pictures all drilled into Dao Moyu's mind.

For a while, he was shocked by these artistic conceptions beyond words.

The magnificent scene, the incomparably mysterious artistic conception, was forever engraved in his mind.

When Dao Moyu came back to his senses, he realized that he had come to an incomparably vast dim space.

In the center of this space, there is a golden ball of light like the sun, which occupies one-third of the volume of this space, and this dazzling ball of light exudes a hazy halo, solemn and holy.

Around this golden ball of light were countless shining points of light like broken crystals, which were of different colors, large and small.

And just when Mu Chen was still hesitating about the scene in front of him, a deep voice came into his ears.