"How about letting your mark reach the peak of the Fusion Dao? It will surpass my three small realms."
Ye Changqing spoke confidently.
His Dao realm has already reached perfection.
Almost perfect.
This time, the Haotian Divine Tribulation yielded great gains.
Adding the strength of his physical body, he should have the strength of more than fifty dragons.
You know... the ultimate physical body of the perfect Rong Dao is only the power of fifty dragons.
Therefore, he felt that this realm was just right.
Of course, there is also the White Tiger Killing Technique, which can improve his physical body by 30%.
Everyone's eyes were now looking towards Emperor Qianyuan.
Especially Zhongli, Jinwu and Suzaku, the people with the most evil marks, sneered.
"Fellow Daoist Qianyuan, weren't you the most anxious earlier? Why are you dodging left and right now? Are you afraid?"
"That's right, a span of three small realms. As a quasi-emperor, if you lose, your name will be recorded in history. Hahahaha."
I had originally thought that Qian Yuan would be very happy, after all, the opportunity to deal with the Son of Evergreen God is rare.
But now it seems... it was all his own fault.
Regardless of winning or losing, it would be a big loss for Qian Yuan, the quasi-emperor.
Even if the Tao is perfect, it may not necessarily lead to victory.
They also enjoyed watching the joke.
Seeing this, Qian Yuan curled his lips slightly, put his hands on his hips, and said confidently.
"No, the Son of God is too powerful. He can even survive the forbidden thunder tribulation."
"When I was alive, I was just a small quasi-emperor."
"Continue the agreement. A fight is fine, but I need to recover my cultivation to the initial stage of He Dao!"
"Otherwise I will admit defeat!"
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