"How dare you kill the divine envoy! How dare you kill the divine envoy!"
"It's over! You killed us all! Our Ziwei Sect is finished this time!"
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When Ye Yuan killed the middle-aged divine envoy, everyone's first reaction was not that he was so powerful that he could kill the gods beyond the ranks, but that Ye Yuan had harmed them.
After hearing this, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
The power of the Gods has penetrated deep into their bones, and these people simply do not dare to resist.
Ye Yuan was on the side, and he was very anxious when he saw it, so he took action.
He thought that Ziwei Sect would resist, but in the end, Mo Qingshan did not dare to take action.
However, he could also understand that under high pressure, the human race could only swallow their anger.
The price of resistance is death.
How can the small Ziwei Sect stop the army of gods?
Ants are still alive, let alone humans?
"Oh, how about you tie me up and send me to the Gods?" Ye Yuan said with a smile.
Mo Qingshan's expression changed, and he said ugly: "How...how can this happen? Little brother, don't be joking! It's just...killing the divine envoy, this is a big sin!"
He knew that Ye Yuan was mocking him.
Ye Yuan shrugged and said, "I'm serious, are you really not going to give it away?"
Mo Qingshan was stunned for a moment, but he still shook his head and said: "Little brother, he is here to save us. Even if I, Mo Qingshan, are worse than a beast, I can't do such a thing! Little brother, please leave quickly! When the priest from the Xuantian Palace comes, you will
We can’t leave! Priest, you are a strong man in the late stage of the Eight-Line Heavenly Dao Realm, you are no match for him!”
The most powerful person in the Ziwei Sect is the sect leader Mo Qingshan.
His realm is only the sixth level of the Emperor of Heaven, and he is still far away from the late stage of the Emperor of Heaven.
A strong man from the Eight-Line Heavenly Dao Realm comes and can almost sweep them away!
Ye Yuan frowned and said coldly: "Do you think I'm kidding you? If you don't tie me up, I will destroy your Ziwei Sect today!"
Mo Qingshan's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly felt strong pressure!
With Ye Yuan's current strength, it would be too easy to destroy an inconspicuous Ziwei Sect.
Just when everyone was at a loss, a young man stood up.
"Senior... senior, do you want to... destroy the Xuntian Palace?" the young man said.
Ye Yuan looked at this young man with some surprise. He remembered that this young man was one of the geniuses of the Ziwei Sect who was preparing to be executed.
Just a moment ago, he was tied up by Wu Huada, but now he was released.
Ye Yuan smiled and said: "That's interesting, what's your name?"
He didn't expect that one of these submissive people could actually see through his mind.
His thoughts are not difficult to guess, but for these people, it is difficult to guess correctly.
Because they didn't even think about resisting.
The young man said respectfully: "Junior Qin Chao!"
Ye Yuandao: "Well, you guessed it right, I am going to destroy the Xuntian Palace!"
Qin Chao said seriously: "I know the way to Xuntian Palace, I will show you the way, junior!"
Ye Yuan was slightly surprised and said with a half-smile, "Aren't you afraid of death?"
Qin Chao nodded and said: "Of course I'm afraid! But, the juniors have had enough of this kind of life! If we humans don't resist, we will always be treated like pigs and sheep. If they are unhappy, they will kill them and eat them! Besides, the seniors just saved us.
I killed my beloved, and I am willing to die to repay you!"
Ye Yuan couldn't help but look in the direction of Mo Xiaocao, and found that she also had a surprised look on her face.
Obviously, this is just Qin Chao's unrequited love.
In Ziwei Sect, there are not only one thousand but also eight hundred people who like Mo Xiaocao.
Qin Chao is just one of them.
However, the conversation between these two people left everyone stunned.
Xuntian Palace represents the God Clan!
To move the Xuntian Palace would be like pulling a tooth out of the tiger's mouth of the Gods!
By then, the top leaders of the God Clan will be shaken.
Not to mention, Ye Yuan is only in the fifth level of the Heavenly Emperor. Even if he kills the divine envoy, why should he destroy Xantian Palace?
Of course, if the human race has been oppressed for a long time, some people will overestimate their own capabilities and provoke the gods.
The final outcome, of course, needless to say.
This young man must be one of them.
He was looking for death, and Qin Chao actually wanted to accompany him!
"Qin Chao, what are you talking about?" Mo Qingshan said angrily.
Just because he didn't dare to be angry with Ye Yuan didn't mean that he didn't dare to be angry with Qin Chao.
Qin Chao smiled miserably and said: "Master, look back, that's your daughter! The Gods want to ruin your daughter, but you let them take it away! And you! How many of you have a crush on Xiaocao?
Junior sister? But, will any of you stand up?"
"Senior saved us and your beloved Junior Sister Xiaocao, but none of you thanked him, and you blamed him for being nosy and implicating our Ziwei Sect! We are human beings! We are upright people, not pigs.
Dog! Not fish! The gods treat us as pigs and dogs, so do we ourselves also want to treat ourselves as pigs and dogs? I have already died once, so what’s the harm in following my predecessors to die again?”
Qin Chao's words were very resounding.
Many Ziwei Sect disciples lowered their heads in shame.
After Ye Yuan heard this, he couldn't help but show approval.
In this era, it is precisely because there are many iron-blooded men like Qin Chao that the future of the human race is possible!
Ziwei Sect is just a microcosm of the times.
There are many Ziwei Sects in the world.
Even if there is only one Qin Chao from each sect, he is still an extremely powerful force.
"Senior, I'll take you there!" Qin Chao turned to Ye Yuan and said.
Ye Yuan smiled and nodded, saying: "Let's go."
Tens of thousands of people from the Ziwei Sect watched these two people leave.
In the crowd, Mo Xiaocao was shining brightly, as if he was meeting Qin Chao, his senior brother, for the first time.
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Along the way, Ye Yuan was thoughtful, but Qin Chao's mood began to change.
At the beginning, he was quite tragic and heroic, like a strong man who has gone and never comes back.
But as he got closer and closer to the Xuantian Palace, his breathing gradually became faster.
Apparently, he was getting nervous and scared.
The power of the gods is deeply imprinted in the hearts of every human race and cannot be removed.
Qin Chao was so passionate at first that he was desperate.
But when he finally arrived at Xantian Palace, he began to feel uneasy again.
Ye Yuan did not notice his changes, but fell into deep thought.
"I have fallen into a chaotic time and space. Is this world real or fake?"
"If it's fake, how should I return to my own world?"
"If it is true, will what I do here change the direction of history and make humanity go in another direction?"
"If history is really changed, will I... still exist?"
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Countless doubts lingered in his mind.
He came through time and space, just a little butterfly.
Then will his little butterfly change all the experiences of future generations?