In the tavern.

The old man looked at Qin Hao in the picture, glanced at the young man who was still silenced and sighed: "Xiao Kai, what do you think?"

Sparks flew everywhere, and the young man named Mo Kai still thumped without saying a word. His extremely explosive arm waved the iron hammer and hit it down with a hammer, which was extremely moving and extremely beautiful.

The old man couldn't help feeling relieved when he saw this scene and said with a smile: "The Dragon King was too pretentious back then and finally developed the great trouble of the Heavenly Lord. The witch once predicted that this whole era was a cycle of reincarnation. The dragon clan was favored by heaven and earth, but was disgusted by heaven and earth. The tragedy of the dragon clan just verified this prophecy. So has the creator of the next era appeared?"

The old man looked at Qin Hao who was standing tall in the wind and snow and said quietly: "Xiao Kai, how long did you stay here back then?"

"Three hundred and sixty-five days, a whole year." Mo Kai, who had always been silent, said.

"It's so amazing for a year. I'm not good at all. I only lasted for three hundred days at my peak..." The wrinkles on the old man's face stretched out: "So, if you are better than blue than blue, one mountain is higher than another. This era is progressing, and perhaps the next era is among you."

"He can't do it." Mo Kai said rarely.

"Why?"

Mo Kai did not reply and continued to play iron dullly.

Qin Hao has been in the wind and snow for a full three hundred days, and storms are commonplace. The silence, coldness, and solemnity of killing is the biggest enemy.

Ordinary people don’t say that they are here for a year, even if they are one day, they will doubt their lives.

Qin Hao felt that his body had gradually shrank and was soaked in the wind and snow.

“Is it already the limit?”

One day is like a year.

Qin Hao's pupils no longer even have blood.

However, his body was still upright and had no intention of retreating.

Three hundred and twenty days.

Three hundred and fifty days.

Day 365!

Mo Kai's arm was stiff in the air, obviously feeling incredible that Qin Hao could surpass his limits. The reason why he could last for a year was because he had been accustomed to the lonely and lonely years of hard work, and even felt a sense of despair for the future in his heart. Mo Dun's lineage was chased, and he had only one skill, but had to lie dormant, and perhaps he would never have a chance to make a comeback in his life.

He was waiting for the appearance of the person who inherited the Dragon King, but at the first glance at Qin Hao, he sensed that the dragon power in Qin Hao's body was not pure, and it would be impossible to exert the Dragon King's magical power to the extreme. Even the nine-clawed golden dragon that year was defeated. A dragon soul, the king of the king of ten thousand kings, wanted to defeat the Heavenly Lord?

This is nothing like a foolish dream.

So Mo Kai never believed that Qin Hao could pass the test.

But now, Mo Kai began to doubt his judgment.

"Why didn't this guy have the slightest idea of ​​giving up?" Mo Kai experienced such a test, and the torture increased exponentially over time, eventually crushing you.

One year and eighteen days.

Qin Hao directly broke the Dragon King's record.

Moreover, Qin Hao threw it away without any intention of retreating.

"Xiao Kai, it seems you are wrong." The old man waved his hand and Qin Hao passed through this level again!

Qin Hao shivered all over and couldn't help but scold the old man in his heart!

What a test!

It's simply torture.

"The last level, that is, the most important level, is strength, the strongest strength. If you don't have strength, even if you have courage and perseverance, it will be useless, and even like a fool. What you have to do now is to do everything you can to break the cage you are in. This is the strongest space of the saint realm created by the Mo Kai lineage. Logically speaking, it is impossible to break the realm of the saint realm. This is like a world, unless your power exceeds the limit of this world, but as the inheritor of the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon King King King, you may be able to do it! Then, Qin Hao, prove it to me that you are qualified to command the dragon clan, gather the eight tribes of the Heavenly Dragons, and fight against the Heavenly Lord!"

Qin Hao looked at this airtight world. As the old man said, this was a magical artifact made by the Mosaic lineage, that is, the world.

"Is it enough to break this world?" Qin Hao's mouth curled up a very small arc, raised his sword and slashed it away with one sword.

This sword is enough to kill a middle-grade powerful man in the divine position.

However, this sword seemed to have entered the depths of the sea, and there was no wave.

Qin Hao was suddenly shocked. The power of the cage was stronger than he thought.

In the tavern.

The old man was drinking the thousand-year-old wine bit by bit, and suddenly missed his old friends a little. If those guys were still there, it would be extremely lively. What a pity... Now only I am the only one who is still alive.

"He can't do it." Mo Kai was a little irritated for some reason. With a sudden hammer, the whole iron piece turned into a piece of iron.

"Xiao Kai, you are so unconfident in Qin Hao. Don't forget that he has been recognized by the Behemoth Beast and the Fire Dragon. Over the years, every thing this guy has done is not a trivial matter. I think it's not just us paying attention, but those old guys must have been excited. Maybe this guy is really the son of miracle?"

"You have said it, the witch's prophecy is just a lie."

"Is that?" the old man said quietly: "Who knows, fate is the most difficult to understand. All I believe is my eyes, Xiao Kai. Why don't we make a bet? If this little guy can break this cage world, how about you follow him to the world of the world?"

"What about you?" Mo Kai said lightly.

"Of course I drink wine and sing songs in this tavern. The widow next door often comes to visit her. Without the burden of you, maybe I can call you a second spring again."

"Even the Dragon King of that time, this cage world cannot be broken in the realm of a saint." Mo Kai said.

"What if?"

"If he can do it, I will promise you."

"Hahaha, let's wait and see." The old man licked the old wine that had been brewed for thousands of years, and only felt it tasted more.

Qin Hao was in the cage world and jumped up, with one hand in the Dragon Shocking Sword and the other hand in the Dragon Shocking Sword and the other, soaring to the sky.

The power is vast.

The whole sky is filled with wind and clouds, and it is in a doomsday situation.

But in the end, Qin Hao still couldn't break through this cage world.

"It's interesting." Qin Hao was not depressed at all. On the contrary, he was full of fighting spirit and became fierce at this moment: "Then try my best to try my best!"

There were dragon flames flashing in Qin Hao's eyes, and flames were constantly changing colors. The plane sword suddenly rose up. At the same time, the Emperor's Fist and the supreme sword energy were intertwined. These two magical powers Qin Hao combined with his own Taoist magic and finally improved the magical power of "Hao". The entire aura was vast and rushed into the sky.
Chapter completed!