If he really became a powerful emperor.

Then... it really became what Qianyuan said.

Damn it!

No, I have to find an opportunity to fight with the Son of Evergreen God.

How could he be the only one to take on such a spot of fame?

Moreover, it is better to spank children early.

Ye Changqing is only integrating the Dao now. After a period of time, he will break through to become a saint and truly master the rules of the Dao.

Then it’s not a one-on-one fight.

In the same situation, it is very likely that they will suffer a crushing defeat.

If you lose, you should lose with dignity, right?

"Good! Good! Good!"

At this time, the spirit of the enlightenment stele, which looked like a porcelain doll, clenched its chubby little fists and waved them left and right, extremely excited.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being the person I value!

"Prove the truth, prove the truth! Young Master must prove the truth!"

As long as Ye Changqing can reach the emperor realm.

Unify dozens or even hundreds of Dao domains into one.

Teach yourself the deduction method.

Then... I can definitely transcend!

He has been dreaming about it for millions of years.

Now the right person exists.

It’s not too far from the goal.

As long as Ye Changqing can grow up smoothly, that's enough.

Immediately, he saw the Quasi-Emperor Marks lying at the exit and shouted at them.

"Qian Yuan, Zhong Li, what else is there to see?"

"Hurry up and give lectures to the descendants of the Su family and the geniuses of the Lingyuan Realm!"

Zhongli and other quasi-emperor marks curled their lips slightly when they heard this.

But it was also natural for him to go to the inner world to preach to the Su family and other geniuses.

You know, Ye Changqing’s greatest asset is not himself.

But it’s this group of descendants of the Su family!

Damn, they are all reverting to their ancestral bloodline.

There are nearly a thousand people.

This will be the foundation for his future conquest of the heavens and unification of all worlds!

To put it bluntly, which ethnic group can produce so many powerful saints in the same era?

There are people like me who teach.

Plus a pile of various resources.

At the very least, they can all reach the level of Half-Step Saint Lord!

Breaking through dozens of Saints is no problem!

When they arrived at the courtyard, many Su family disciples, elders, Su Wan'er and others looked at them expectantly.

"Senior Zhongli, Changqing...Is Changqing okay?"

Su Wan'er asked hurriedly, with a hint of trembling in her tone.

When I knew that my child was facing so many geniuses of Hedao, my heart was in suspense.

Extremely nervous.

And there are also a group of peerless monsters from ancient times.

This is the scariest thing.

Su Qingfeng, Su Qingyun and others also quickly came over with expectant eyes.

Zhongli and others looked solemn.

Their hearts were in their throats.

The Quasi-Emperor Qianyuan spoke in a low voice.

"Evergreen Godson..."

"Dozens of Rong Dao have been killed!"

"But... you descendants of the Su family need to speed up your pace. Otherwise, you won't be able to help him in future conquests!"

They also hope that this group of Su family descendants can rise quickly.

Now... their tribe is also bound to the human race on a warship.

Sharing life and death.

There is no way out.

The other members of the Su family all shouted in surprise.

Only Su Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, a light and graceful voice sounded: "Please, Senior Quasi-Emperors, grant me your guidance!"

"We, the younger generations of the Su family, will do our utmost to improve!"

"Please give me some advice, Senior Quasi-Emperors!"

Su Qingfeng and nearly a thousand other disciples shouted loudly and saluted in unison.

"Alright, today... we will officially teach you the secrets of magical powers and forbidden offensive techniques!"

Zhongli and the others smiled with satisfaction.

They had been hiding it before.

After all... we can't leave it all to the human race, right?

But now it's different.

After this battle, Ye Changqing obtained the ladder to heaven and was not far from becoming a saint.

At least you have the ability to protect yourself.

They should also give something.

Come and prove your worth!

As a result, the entire world within the Enlightenment Monument presented a scene of prosperity!

………………

True Dragon Tomb.

The ladder to heaven has sixty-five floors.

"Ye Changqing, since you're looking for death, don't blame me!"

"Phoenix Nirvana!"

Feng Changnian roared angrily and transformed into his true form, a phoenix several feet in size, blood red all over, with feathers like knives.

The majestic pressure of qi and blood suddenly erupted.

He immediately used his killing move.

Even if I die today.

Then... Ye Changqing can't live either!

"Let's attack together and kill him." Li Jing from the Immortal Clan spoke in a low voice.

Holding the immortal sword in his hand, he took the lead in attacking, and the cold silver-white sword light shone on the ladder.

Ye Changqing must be dealt with as soon as possible.

Their time is short.

The pressure from all sides has begun to come.

Gradually worsening.

In a quarter of an hour at most, the body would be crushed.

"clang!"

Ye Changqing waved the Qilin Sword to block Feng Changnian's sharp claws.

"Bang!"

The colliding air waves spread in all directions like a tide.

The phoenix, several meters in size, retreated several meters behind it.

Shock was revealed in the depths of Feng Changnian's eyes.

This...how is it possible!

The strength of his physical body has reached eighty-five dragons.

The future will break the limit.

It can reach one hundred and twenty dragons, or even one hundred and thirty dragons!

But now, he was easily defeated by Ye Changqing.

And it seems that the opponent hasn't used his full strength yet.

How is this possible!

The difference is almost a whole realm.

How he did it.

Improve your own body to the same level, or even stronger?

He was puzzled.

"The power of eighty dragons? It doesn't seem very strong." Ye Changqing shook his head and frowned with some boredom.

"Let's go together. A mid-level Hedao cultivator is too weak."

Immediately, holding a sharp sword in his hand, he looked at the many geniuses who surrounded him and spoke calmly.