Fantasy script: I am the villain of destiny

Even someone like Ye Xuan who is used to seeing big scenes is a little confused now, after all, what he just saw is far beyond the scope of his comprehension.

He had a hunch that he inadvertently seemed to have intruded into something very serious.

Ye Xuan stretched out his right hand and carefully touched the bamboo sword, then his fingers retracted like lightning.

There was nothing unusual about the calm and calm, and there was no scene of dragging him into the past again, as if everything he had just experienced was like a bubble.

Ye Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, but deep down he was a little disappointed, because after he found out, the realm he had just broken through was showing signs of breaking through again.

And I don't know if it was because of the trip, he seemed to have a vague understanding of the power of time.

Ye Xuan suddenly sounded something, and hurriedly rummaged through his sleeves. Finally, he carefully touched a lake of aura, and he was relieved when he saw the "time silver fish" that was still swimming happily.

Fortunately, it is still there. If this set of silver fish was thrown in the past, it would really be a big loss.

Maybe that guy Zhengyi will strangle him directly.

Ye Xuan slowly picked up this bamboo sword, although it was as light as a feather, but whenever Ye Xuan remembered the scene where the man in commoner slashed the head of the Supreme Holy King with a sword, he felt that the sword was unusually heavy.

He looked hesitant, and clenched the hilt of the sword and waved it gently forward.

The light of the sword is as bright as the sun and the moon, and the sound of the sword is like the roar of a tiger and a dragon.

Ye Xuan couldn't help but exclaim.

"Good sword."

It is indeed a good sword. It can be said that the magic weapon Ye Xuan obtained before is no different from broken metal.

Strong is strong, but Ye Xuan was a little disappointed because the power displayed was far less than 1% of what Mirage saw.

Of course, he knew that this had a lot to do with the swordsman's kendo cultivation. After all, his kendo was only passable.

But he always felt that the sword in his hand was very different from when the man in commoner was holding it.

It was as if he was full of vigor when he was in the hands of the man in commoner clothes, but now he is dead and lifeless.

Ye Xuan's consciousness tried to check the bamboo sword, but his face paled instantly and he spit out blood.

The divine sense he just released just touched the sword body, and it was strangled and shattered by the sword intent. If he hadn't pulled away from the divine sense in time, I am afraid that the divine soul would have been damaged as a result.

But he saw what he wanted to see.

Although it was only a quick glance, I saw that there were eight bans in the body of the sword!

This is just what I saw. I don't know how many bans Ye Xuan has not yet been able to detect.

"No wonder it feels wrong. It turned out to be sealed in advance."

But it's no wonder, otherwise, with the level of this sword, if it didn't seal its edge, Ye Xuan wouldn't dare to hold it in his hand.

Ye Xuan silently remembered the commoner man he saw in the fantasy world, hoping to find some clues after going out.

Then he carefully prepared to put the Bamboo Divine Sword into the ordinary space spirit treasure, and then took a deep breath, only to see that the space spirit treasure worth ten thousand gold shattered in an instant.

Ye Xuan looked at the Cui Bamboo Divine Sword with a wry smile and said, "You're quite a pedigree. Living in there is wrong for you, right? That's it."

Then Ye Xuan planned to put the Bamboo Divine Sword in his sleeve, but just as he put it in, the cuff was instantly torn into strips of cloth.

Ye Xuan was speechless.

Okay, this dare to attract a master, right?

In desperation, he could only call out the purple wood sword box again, and carefully put the bamboo sword in it.

As soon as he put it in, Ye Xuan let out a small murmur.

It turned out that at the moment when the bamboo sword was put into the purple wood sword box, it was as if a small formation was embedded in it, constantly condensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the vitality of all things to nourish the sword.

Ye Xuan laughed and scolded: "No wonder I don't want to stay in other places. It turns out that I am comfortable here."

"I didn't expect that this purple wood sword box is also a good thing. It's not common for objects that can warm up the sword."

In addition to the Bamboo Divine Sword, there are still eight grids left, which means that Ye Xuan will be able to find eight swords and place them in it.

It's just that Ye Xuan is in a bit of trouble. Although this Bamboo Divine Sword has been sealed, it almost seems to have its own consciousness. You can tell from its reaction just now.

If he just finds some scraps of copper and iron and puts them together, I'm afraid it will just get angry.

"If you want to find a divine sword of the same rank as yours, where can you find it?" Ye Xuan shook his head and carefully put away the sword case.

In any case, although hundreds of divine weapons have been scrapped, the more you get a divine sword, the more you slander the loss and it is more than enough.

Ye Xuan smiled and waved to the sky, "Thank you."

"I hope that the opportunities for the next level are still as abundant."

"Open the door!"

In response to Ye Xuan's words, a familiar gate of heaven reappeared in the sea of ​​clouds.

Ye Xuan was familiar with the road and set foot on the sea of ​​clouds, but he was a little hesitant while standing outside the Tianmen.

Just the fourth floor almost made him suffer a big loss, and it was hard to imagine what the fifth floor test was.

It's just a pity that there is no one other than himself now. Otherwise, you can use the life script system, maybe you can see what's mysterious on the fifth floor in advance.

Ye Xuan took a deep breath, his expression was determined, how could he back down when he was already here.

If he backs down now, how can he be worthy of Lao Wan and Zhengyi?

Then Ye Xuan stepped into the Tianmen without hesitation, and the Tianmen disappeared into the sky with his figure.

When Ye Xuan opened his eyes and glanced around with a full face of alertness, he was stunned.

I saw that he was now in a luxurious and magnificent palace, with golden dragons coiling on pillars, colorful phoenixes flying, and bizarre murals on the walls. There were scenes of countless saints kneeling and worshipping one person, and there were scenes of saints stepping on humans under their feet, and so on.

But what made Ye Xuan look solemn the most was a handsome boy sitting on the throne in the center of the hall.

This boy is probably only seven or eight years old. Sitting on the huge throne, even if he stands up, he may not be able to reach the armrests. It looks ridiculous.

But Ye Xuan didn't smile. Instead, he looked at the smiling little boy with his chin on his right hand as if he was facing a big enemy.

Because the person holding this throne is a holy king of the eighth level of Reverence Martial Realm!

Ye Xuan said slowly, "I thought I would not see you until at least the ninth floor."

"I didn't expect that what this town santa is really trying to suppress is a child."

The little boy changed his posture and held his head with his right hand, but his tone was extremely mature.

"How can you be sure that it is me who is suppressing, can't I be the controller of this broken tower?"