Fantasy script: I am the villain of destiny

When Shengtian took out this real name, it seemed that the whole small world was a little dark.

Shengtian's face was dignified, he sent more than 90 real names into Ye Xuan's body intermittently, and naturally he could clearly perceive the difference between them.

Most real names are as light as a feather, some feel hot to the hand, others feel like they're holding an ice cube.

But it was the first to make Shengtian feel heavy.

"Ye Xuan, this is one of the real names that can't perceive the realm, you...stand up."

Afterwards, Shengtian pushed the real name of "Jin Qing" to Ye Xuan regardless of whether Ye Xuan heard it or not.

When "Jin Qing" fell into Ye Xuan's eyebrows, the faint golden light on Ye Xuan's body was instantly dissipated by the terrifying suffocating energy. He suddenly opened his eyes and let out a sigh of blood. road.

Ye Xuan grabbed three porcelain vases and swallowed all the Zhengbidan in one breath.

Zhongzheng's heavy breath came naturally to Ye Xuan.

After about a stick of incense, Ye Xuan's complexion gradually improved, but his complexion was slightly pale.

It took three invaluable Zhengbi Pills at once to suppress the backlash brought by this real name. This price is not too big.

Ye Xuan put his hands on his knees, sweat as big as water droplets continued to flow down, and panted, "Go on."

Another real name appeared in Shengtian's palm.

Single word, ghost.

The second real name, who did not know the realm of the deity, slowly disappeared into Ye Xuan's body.

This time Ye Xuan couldn't hold it any longer, he suddenly stood up and raised his head to roar, the black dragon condensed the black dragon and turned thousands of miles into clouds.

Ye Xuan seemed to be insane. He grabbed the elixir and stuffed it into his mouth. No matter what the effect was, he swallowed it without even chewing it.

The energy of countless elixir exploded in Ye Xuan's body. Now Ye Xuan's body is like a boiler driven by fire, and the refining power of the medicine is constantly limited to carry his true name.

There is a red snake-like pattern all over Ye Xuan's body. Anyone who knows the goods can see that the path of this blood-colored pattern is exactly the same as that of the tendons in the human body.

Shengtian looked at Ye Xuan, who was entangled in blood-colored lines like a madman, and his expression was a little unbearable. When he was about to let Ye Xuan rest for a while, he heard Ye Xuan's hands supporting the ground and letting out a wild beast-like roar.

"Ignore me, go on!"

Even Ye Xuan himself can't tell if he will have the courage to bear his real name again once his mental energy is interrupted.

Shengtian sighed lightly, and pushed out the third real name of the unknown realm.

"null."

I don't know if there is a divine will in the dark. When this real name is completely refined and carried, whether it is the treasures of heaven and earth that Ye Xuan took out, or the scenery and luck prepared by Shengtian are all exhausted. Really achieved the "empty" word.

Shengtian looked at Ye Xuan who looked like a walking corpse in front of him with a complicated expression, and said tentatively.

"Ye Xuan... Actually, I'm not in a hurry to get it all at once. Now there is only one left, why don't you take a break?"

Ye Xuan lowered his head and his hands naturally hung down, the red dazzling lines wrapped around the back of his hands like a dragon and snake, and said in a hoarse voice.

"continue."

Shengtian did not give up, "You should also know that this last certificate is no trivial matter. With your current state, there may be accidents."

It is hard to imagine that Shengtian, who should have wanted to go out most urgently, wanted to take a break now, while Ye Xuan, who should have nothing to do with the real names of these saints, started to work hard.

Seeing Ye Xuan disappearing in place, he actually held his neck with one hand and raised Shengtian, who was the incarnation of the fortune of the saints, with a cold killing intent in his voice.

"Are you deaf or blind?"

"I said, go on, can't you hear me?"

Shengtian's head was locked high with one hand, he looked at Ye Xuan, who had already been affected by the evil spirit, and said with difficulty.

"Okay, you put me down, and I will give you the last real name."

Shengtian thumped and fell to the ground. He felt his throat and coughed continuously. He looked at the motionless Ye Xuan with lingering fears.

After carrying more than 90 real names, this guy can actually hurt him?

Shengtian took a deep breath, his hands were blooming like lotus flowers, and a seemingly ordinary word appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Qingdi!"

Real name Qingdi! ?

Ye Xuan, who was originally violent, also lost his mind for a while when he saw this real name, just like Shengtian's reaction when he saw this real name for the first time.

Shengtian took advantage of Ye Xuan's absent-minded moment, and pushed the word "Qingdi" to the past, and at the same time, his figure retreated thousands of miles before he could stop and muttered to himself.

"Ye Xuan, good luck."

"I hope that when we meet later, you will still be sober."

If Ye Xuan's consciousness was completely engulfed at that time, it would mean that he lost to the real name of the holy clan.

Shengtian's plan was completely in vain. After all, what his plan required must be a human who still has a complete arbitrary consciousness even after carrying his real name, and not an existence that is swallowed up by his real name.

The word "Qingdi" slowly disappeared into Ye Xuan's eyebrows.

Ye Xuan was half-kneeling on the ground with his hands down and his head lowered, looking up at the sky, motionless, there was no earth-shattering vision, instead it was quiet and strange.

This made Shengtian, who was watching from a distance, also surprised.

"Ye Xuan" stood up slowly, first looked at his body, and said with a sneer that he actually carried so many real names.

"The dead blind man deliberately took the real name of this seat, is it for this matter?"

"This is just handing over so many real names of the saints to a human race. This dead blind man will not be old and confused."

"Ye Xuan" stretched his back, "It's just that, since I dare to refine my real name, then this body belongs to me, anyway, in that world, I am bored and flustered. "

"It's not bad to play with this body."

At this moment, a solemn face appeared on the left face of "Ye Xuan". One side was solemn and the other side was wicked and strange, looking extremely strange.

"Who are you?"

"Ye Xuan" glanced at the left half of his face in surprise, "So you haven't completely disappeared. I thought you were completely squeezed out of this seat."

"It's just that it's not bad now, anyway, this fleshly body now belongs to this seat."

Half of Ye Xuan's face was thoughtful, looking at the unfamiliar self on the right, muttering to himself.

"Could it be that you are the last real name? Qingdi?"

"Ye Xuan" on the right side smiled and said, "That's right, so you don't have to waste your energy, just hand over your body to this seat."

"Hey, why is the incarnation of Saint Race's luck here, let me see what happened here..."

"I see..."