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Chapter 3705 half-step Mahayana

"Brother Ye, I said something, I hope you don't mind it," Zhao Lizhen said.

"It's okay, just tell me!" Ye Xiong smiled.

"I..." Zhao Lizhen didn't know where to start for a moment.

"Has Leng Yue been looking for you?" Ye Xiong asked.

Zhao Lizhen nodded.

Ye Xiong had guessed it a long time ago. Leng Yue said she was not convinced, and Yi Sha also said she was not convinced. It was not surprising that they turned their attention to Zhao Lizhen, who had the best relationship with him.

"Lizhen, some things cannot be explained clearly in a few words, but I can assure you that no matter how things develop in the future, no one will threaten your life. As long as I am here, nothing will happen to you."

"Brother Ye, do you really want to help destroy the altar and make the master an enemy?" Zhao Lizhen asked.

"I'm not helping to destroy the altar, it's just that we have the same goal."

"Brother Ye, can I ask you something?"

"you say."

"If... what I'm talking about is if something happens to Master one day, I hope you can let my fellow apprentices go."

"They have no conflicts with me, so why would I cause trouble for them?" Ye Xiong walked up to her, touched her hair, and said with a smile: "You are no longer a God-killer, why are you still here?"

Why are you thinking so much? It’s getting late, go back to sleep!”

"Um!"

Zhao Lizhen nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

The two of them walked towards the backyard and soon arrived at Zhao Lizhen's room.

At this time, Zhao Lizhen's heartbeat was beating faster and she clenched her fists so nervously.

What if he wants to follow me into the room?

These thoughts were all in her mind.

"Go to bed early, I'm going back to my room first, see you tomorrow."

Ye Xiong patted her shoulder, then turned and left, returning to his room.

Zhao Lizhen's eyes suddenly showed disappointment.

Doesn't he like himself?

But soon, she thought about the problem from a different angle.

Maybe he doesn't want to force himself.

Not every man is a lower-body animal.

She found that her respect and admiration for him grew deeper and deeper.



The night is already deep.

Ye Xiong lay on the bed, staring blankly at the starry sky outside through the window.

The starry sky is very quiet now.

Who can guarantee how long this silence will last?

"Isa, Lu Qingfeng, Ye Wentian..."

Ye Xiong murmured these three names in his mind.

In the past, Ye Xiong had no objection to killing Isa.

But now, he found that what Lu Qingfeng did was even more terrifying to him than Isa.

This guy has been the puppet god emperor for more than ten thousand years, and he has no idea how much resentment he has built up in his heart.

Once this resentment breaks out, it's hard to imagine what the consequences will be.

I can still suppress her when Isa is there, but what if Isa is not there?

Who else can suppress him then?

While he was thinking, a stream of light suddenly fell into his room.

The person who came was wearing an iron mask, and he was the master of the God-killing Altar.

"Let's have a good talk." Fu said.

"I was just looking for you." Ye Xiong stood up from the bed, came to him, and said, "Lu Qingfeng, can you explain why you asked the Zhushen Altar to recruit troops and launch a large-scale attack on the Celestial Empire?"

"This is just part of my plan."

"Didn't we agree that the three of us would join forces to fight against Isa?" Ye Xiong stared at him with bright eyes: "It was originally just a matter of four people, why did you start such a big war?"

"The Celestial Empire has been ruled by Isha for many years. The trees are big and have deep roots. Killing her alone is useless..."

"Do you think I am a three-year-old child? Although Isa is the Holy Mother, the Empire of God has always been in your hands. In addition, you are a complex person. With these two identities, as long as Isa dies, you will control the entire God Realm.

If it’s not easy, why are you still doing this?” Ye Xiong asked.

"Ye Xiong, don't forget that we are allies. What you say now makes me think that Isa is your ally?" Fu was a little unhappy.

"I want you to order the altar to be destroyed and stop the action." Ye Xiong said.

"It's impossible. Now the God-killing Altar has contacted the six star regions and is advancing towards the Celestial God Empire. The arrow is on the string and has to be fired." He replied.

"I say it again, stop action immediately." Ye Xiong said angrily.

"Ye Xiong, I know you don't want to start a war, but some wars must be started. Power comes from power."

"If you don't stop taking action, I won't cooperate. Do you think you and Ye Wentian can defeat Isa with the strength of you and Ye Wentian?" Ye Xiong snorted coldly.

Fu looked at him with bright eyes and said nothing for a while.

Obviously, he was very unhappy with Ye Xiong's threat!

"I understand your feelings. You have been oppressed by the Holy Mother for ten thousand years, you have been a puppet god emperor, you have been ordered around like a dog, you have been looked down upon, laughed at, and ridiculed by others. You are in urgent need of a vigorous war that will affect the entire divine world.

I want to show my prestige to you and prove to you. Prove that you don’t want to be a dog, you just endure the humiliation and bear the burden, and you want to let the whole God Realm know that you are not the most incompetent God Emperor.”

"But have you ever considered how many innocent people will be affected and innocent lives sacrificed just for your so-called breath? How can you let so many people die for your own selfish desires?"

Ye Xiong was merciless and told all Lu Qingfeng's inner thoughts, letting his purpose be exposed nakedly.

"Have you finished speaking?" Lu Qingfeng said coldly.

"I've finished what I said, what do you want?" Ye Xiong asked.

"Cultivation is a world of intrigue, the weak and the strong, and the winner takes all. What does the life and death of others have to do with you? Isn't it enough that you can ensure that your relatives, lovers, and friends all live well?

Do you want to be the Holy Mother, or do you want to be the Buddha? Have you killed many people? When did you become so cowardly? Don’t you want to lead thousands of troops and surround the Holy Mother Temple in front of millions of people?

Do you want to come back for all the injustice and humiliation you have suffered in front of people? Don’t you want to trample that bitch Isa under your feet and avenge Lu Yao, Netherworld, and the many people she killed?

?Killing her is too easy for her? What I, Lu Qingfeng, want is for her to be ruined and be infamy for eternity."

After saying these last few words, Lu Qingfeng took off his mask and slapped it on the table, revealing a ferocious face.

Whether it was Fu or Lu Qingfeng, Ye Xiong had met them several times.

In the past, he always kept his joy and hatred hidden, and he had never been so out of control.

It can be seen how miserable he has been for these past ten thousand years.

"That's right, blood debt must be paid with blood. It would be too easy for her to just kill her. She must be ruined and be infamy for thousands of years. We must also kill all the people around her who follow her and are willing to be her dogs, and make them all bear the consequences.

Price." A familiar voice sounded.

A rotten smell came, and Ye Wentian suddenly appeared in the room.
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