"This step...is weird!"

The Wuming crowd looked stunned. You know, with Qin Yichen's foot strength, he could fly thousands of miles with just a tap of his toes. How could he fall down inexplicably?

At this moment, Qin Yichen fell on about seventeen or eight steps. Wuming saw him fall and tried to get up. However, the arms that held him up were trembling slightly! Wuming was even more shocked. Yichen's

Arm strength, not to mention breaking stars with one punch, but punching out an abyss is not a problem! But at this moment, it seems that it is a bit laborious to support the body... Looking at the hundred steps, Bai Cang's throats

Brother Qin fell down at the 17th or 18th step. Can they... be able to stand on the steps?

"Huh..." At this moment, Qin Yichen's starry eyes flickered. From the moment he flew on the steps, he felt great pressure! This pressure had a huge impact on his body, divine power, dantian, blood, and even the laws of Shinto and his soul.

It’s like being hammered with a supreme hammer! “Boom!”

I saw Ge Qian Hammer smashing the divine hammer to the ground, and a touch of solemnity appeared on his rough face. At that moment, Qin Yichen seemed to see countless divine emperors, as well as talents who could become divine emperors, listening attentively under his hammer, and worshiping him like a king.

Master! "Those who refine weapons should first refine themselves. If you are not strong, what will happen if the weapon in your hand shakes the world!?"

After drinking, Ge Qianchui smiled again, as cunningly as when he saw Qin Yichen tapping his toes just now: "You guessed it right, these hundred steps are used to test you!"

"This is not made by me. When I built this divine palace, my ancestors gathered the real dragons and all my brothers and sisters to create it!"

"Every time someone builds this pavilion, he must repair this level!"

Suddenly, Ge Qianchui put the divine hammer on his shoulder and pointed at the divine pavilion behind him: "And this divine pavilion is the place where every emperor's master preaches. Of course, the last emperor's master is naturally me!"

On the sacred plaque of the divine pavilion, three divine characters seemed to have been carved thousands of times - Qianchui Pavilion! Ge Qianchui chuckled and said: "In the past, there were many little guys from all races who loved to refine weapons, so they

I came here wanting to learn from my teacher!"

"But I don't care about education and discrimination. If you can't satisfy me, you can't enter this door. It doesn't matter whose descendant you are, get out of here!"

Ge Qianzhui looked arrogant and domineering. You can imagine the scene when those dragon emperors, phoenix emperors, and even the dragon emperor's descendants came to learn from him, only to be kicked out by him in the same condescending manner as now.

However, with Ge Qianzhui's strength and identity, I am afraid that no one in Zhouguang Shenting and the world under his command would dare to disobey! Ge Qianzhui smiled again: "Moreover, not every god emperor can obtain the true inheritance of Lao Tzu. They

When I was a little baby, I would also fall down halfway, but now... Yichen is a little baby, right?

You have to work hard!"

At this moment, Qin Yichen had already stood up, standing on the eighteenth step, with his fists clenched and his fighting spirit high! "The ancestors are right! If you want to refine weapons, you must first refine yourself! If you are weak, even if you have the power to destroy the world and destroy the world,

Divine weapon, so what?"

Looking at the determined eyes, Bai Cang was greatly impressed, but then he said a little uneasily: "Um, senior... If Yichen can't climb a hundred steps, can't I let you continue to preach?"

Bai Cang is worried about Qin Yichen. After all, the real dragon is different from the past. In its glory days, those who climbed the hundred steps were all divine emperors. Those who failed to reach the top may not necessarily have inferior achievements in the future.

But now is not the time for you to pick and choose! How many true dragon descendants are left now?

What's more, can the bloodline and spiritual skills and magical powers of cultivation be comparable to the descendants of the true dragons in the glorious period?

If this fell by the wayside, would you really stop teaching me?

Bai Cang was also asking for himself, because if it was difficult for Qin Yichen to reach the top, then he might as well stop thinking about it. But what a pity it would be if he missed the inheritance of the Imperial Master?

However, when Ge Qianchui heard this, his big eyes like copper bells narrowed into slits: "Do you think it makes sense to ask these questions?

Do you think I will tell you?"

"..." Bai Cang was speechless, but Yao Tian looked at the resolute figure. While they were talking, Qin Yichen had climbed up to the second floor.

But from the beginning to the end, this most outstanding true dragon descendant did not ask any questions, and just approached Thousand Hammers Pavilion step by step.

After a while, Yao Tiangong fist said: "Thank you, ancestors, for giving me the test."

Ge Qianchui nodded happily, then he held his palm emptyly and saw a wine jar flying out of Qianchui Pavilion.

The wine jar was taller than Ge Qian Hammer. When it was struck by the hammer, the mouth of the jar cracked. The dwarf emperor raised the jar and drank wildly with his head raised to the sky.

"Wow..." Even though Ge Qianchui drank vigorously, there was still divine wine and nectar spilled on the ground, splashing on Bai Cang's face. The latter licked it, and his demonic eyes suddenly shone! "Good... such fragrant wine!"

Not only that, Bai Cang can even feel how beneficial this drop of divine wine is to his monster body! "It is said that the dwarves are addicted to alcohol. Later, even the elves who were independent of the world were attracted by the divine wine brewed by them!

"

"Hiss... so happy!"

Ge Qianchui put down the wine jar, and what made Bai Cang feel distressed and envious was that the divine wine on his lips flowed down his beard. The former actually burped, and a trace of divine light appeared on the face of the divine figure who was obviously condensed with divine light.

Blushing! Ge Qianchui grinned and said, "Want to drink?"

Yao Tian and the others all nodded, and even Qin Yichen was attracted by the aroma of the wine, which even warmed his spirit.

"Just smelling the aroma of wine can nourish your soul. If you take a sip..." Qin Yichen, who occasionally drinks a few drinks and has no hobby for wine, is actually relaxed and happy by the aroma of wine at this moment! Suddenly Qin Yichen thought of a question.

Liquor becomes more fragrant as it ages. Not to mention when this divine wine was brewed, even if the world has changed hands, it must have been endless years, right?

The sacred wine that has been brewed for so long will probably turn into a glutton when the emperor comes! Ge Qianchui took in everyone's expressions and smiled more slyly: "When you come up, I will drink with you!"

While speaking, Ge Qianchui raised the wine jar again, and was about to drink heavily when he saw the ancestor's dragon scales flashing. The former's rough face suddenly showed depression: "I know, I know, just wait until they come up and drink!"

After saying that, Ge Qianchui reluctantly sealed the wine jar, as if he was afraid that he could not hold back any longer, so he simply kicked the wine jar into the sacred pavilion and hit the ground with the hammer again.

"Little kids, you don't have much time! If you want to drink, hurry up!"

Yao Tian and others looked at each other and flew towards the hundred steps.

The way Yao Tian came on stage was also to tap his toes, but as soon as the peerless figure flew on the steps, he felt the same pressure as Qin Yichen! "Bang!"
Chapter completed!