Fantasy script: I am the villain of destiny

On the second floor of the Zhensheng Tower, as far as you can see, the small world seems to be the end of the world at this time, with thousands of miles of frost, coke and black soil, blood-colored burning clouds and devastation.

Zhengyi looked solemn, and finally sighed heavily, looking at Wan Tiansheng with a heavy look before he stopped talking.

Wan Tiansheng sat on the ground, and he was sullen when he watched the celebration slowly walk towards the two corpses of the holy kings, and suddenly said.

Zheng Yi followed the footsteps of Wan Tiansheng with a solemn expression, but he was a little uneasy.

"I don't want to be able to help Qingyi in the future, but at least it won't hold him back."

"If this doesn't deceive you, how can it let you take out these treasures so easily."

Wan Tiansheng's eyes widened when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but burst into a sigh, and then he didn't care about the dangers under his feet at all, and began to rush towards the familiar figure.

Wan Tiansheng seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly rummaged through the top-level elixir he had obtained from chance. These top-level treasures of heaven and earth were secretly hidden by him, and even Zhengyi didn't know about it.

"Let me tell you, this guy is not honest, he must be secretly hiding it again."

As he glanced at the iceberg that was hundreds of feet high but had broken in the middle, he said with a wry smile.

"These elixir are rare, even I am not willing to use them. If I feed these to Brother Qingyi, it will definitely be fine."

"Fart, these loot should have been distributed by us, but you secretly hid them yourself. It's already cheap for us to confiscate all of them. If it was replaced by another team, you would have been kicked out long ago."

"Resist the coercion and temporarily break through the realm. I originally thought that I could stand beside him with some confidence, but I didn't expect this confidence to be shattered so quickly."

Wan Tiansheng asked nervously: "How is it? Is there something wrong?"

Ye Xuan laughed loudly and threw one of the top elixir into his mouth, and said vaguely.

Similarly, the opportunity mixed with purple and gold light also fell on Ye Xuan's palm.

No wonder he was flustered, after all, he couldn't feel the breath of Qingyi anymore.

Wan Tiansheng's hands were powerless to hang down, and the priceless elixir was also sprinkled on the ice like garbage.

Zhengyi squatted down and picked up the treasures of all the heavens and the earth, and then gave a part to Qingyi, and he took the rest of course.

Wan Tian Sheng He Zheng Yi moved forward cautiously, looking at the scene in front of him, the shock in his heart never stopped.

Then he looked at Zhengyi again.

I saw Ye Xuan supported his body with a broken gun and did not fall down. He was soaked in blood and even hard to see his face, which was enough to show the tragic battle before.

Wan Tiansheng didn't even dare to reach out to touch Qingyi, his face panicked like an ant on a hot pot.

Just looking at the dazzling array of elixir in the hands of Wan Tiansheng, a trace of narrowness flashed in his eyes, and he slowly shook his head with a heavy expression.

Three streams of light crossed the sea of ​​​​clouds, and two of them fell into the hands of the two.

Wan Tiansheng fell to the ground with a plop, and murmured with a blank expression: "How can this be, how can it be like this."

Wan Tiansheng and Zhengyi each received two special opportunities, smiled at each other, and then accepted them with peace of mind.

What he has in his hands now is only the tail of the spear, and the other half of the head is on the Ice Spirit Race.

At this time, Zheng Yi still had the painful color from before, instead he shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "I didn't say he died, it's what you think."

Ye Xuan patted Wan Tiansheng on the shoulder and said earnestly, "I didn't expect that you, Lao Wan, value me so much, dignified son, you would actually cry over my death."

"What to do, what to do, Brother Qingyi won't be dead, right?"

Ye Xuan nailed the Ice Spirit Saint King to the ground with half a spear.

This battle lasted for more than half a day. Since Zhengyi met Qingyi, it seemed that he had never seen him fall into such a long struggle.

Wan Tiansheng flicked Ye Xuan's arm, gritted his teeth and said, "Would you try it out and see if I will cry?"

Wan Tiansheng watched Zhengyi take away the remaining treasures unceremoniously, and he wanted to cry without tears and said, "You can save me some, anyway, these are all I have worked so hard to keep. One of them is stained with my blood and sweat."

"Impossible, I don't believe it."

And not far from this slender figure, lie two mountains.

Wan Tiansheng nodded with conviction, "After all, they are two holy kings who once roamed in ancient times. Even if they are brothers Qingyi who are as powerful as evildoers, I am afraid it will be easy."

"I think you don't have this chance."

When Wan Tiansheng came to the familiar figure, he was at a loss.

Zheng Yi asked worriedly, "Is it really okay?"

Zheng rolled his eyes and said angrily.

Only then did Wan Tiansheng react, "Damn, are you cheating me?!"

Ye Xuan stuck the spear cut in half on the ice, shook the blood off his body and shook his head.

Wan Tiansheng nodded in approval. The two of them were holding this state of mind, so they had previously overcome the unbelievable coercion, and then both broke through.

It's just a pity that this heaven-level silver spear was completely scrapped in the fierce battle with the two holy kings just now.

"Don't worry, it's just a little injury, nothing serious."

At this moment, a familiar and mocking voice sounded.

At this time, they had become accustomed to the coercion of this world, but they were just walking on the shattered layers of ice, feeling the terrifying aura that remained infiltrating people, and they were still walking on thin ice.

"That's why we have to work harder."

The cold wind blew like a knife, Ye Xuan couldn't help shivering.

There was a figure standing on the broken ice, holding a broken gun, motionless and silent.

Although he knew from the beginning that Qingyi was not life-threatening, he also knew that this guy was indeed injured.

Wan Tiansheng suddenly raised his head and looked at Qingyi, who thought he was dead, but now stood in front of him with a smile on his face, and asked in disbelief.

"Brother Qingyi, such a monstrous person, will surely reach the peak in the future, how could he possibly die here!"

Zheng Yi sat down as well, but instead of being as sad as before, he said with a radiant expression.

You must know that since we have known each other for so long, there are only a handful of times this guy has been injured.

"This battle seems a bit tragic."

"You're not...you're not already..."

The two ancient holy kings were solved by Qingyi one person and one shot. Is this something ordinary people can do?

Zhengyi continued to swipe, his eyes swept over the two holy kings lying on the ground in the distance without a trace, suppressing the shock in his heart, and placed his two fingers on Qingyi's wrist.