Fantasy script: I am the villain of destiny

"It should be able to conquer a good mount here."

The Saint Race powerhouse glanced at the pillar of light that surrounded him, and his tone did not waver at all.

Just as he moved, a palm rested calmly on his shoulder. The strength of the palm is not large, but his body can't move half a minute.

"Thanks to you, I almost fell."

Originally, Ye Xuan planned to let the tiger-headed eagle go with him.

As he walked, he unknowingly came to the edge of a cliff.

A huge roar sounded, and bursts of energy ripples swept out. The seemingly incomparably powerful energy beam was so vulnerable in front of the fire dragon.

"go!"

But intuition tells Ye Xuan that the danger below is beyond imagination.

The energies in his hands gathered crazily, and then he slapped the chest of Wan Tiansheng fiercely. This was a fatal blow to Wan Tiansheng.

This made Ye Xuan a little moved.

A huge roar sounded, and Wan Tiansheng flew out like a broken kite.

But unexpectedly, Ye Xuan encountered one.

The place was silent.

Ye Xuan smiled coldly.

"it is good!"

Another roar came, and then, a huge black shadow surged out from the depths of the cliff.

Wan Tiansheng's eyes were condensed, and he didn't care too much. He played all the other magic circles, and several beams of light formed a huge wall of light in front of him.

"It's you little bastard again, you're still not dead!?"

"If you only use this method, I'm afraid your end today will not be very good."

But Wan Tiansheng did not have the slightest fear.

The Flood Dragon of the Saint Realm!

"Also, thank you!"

His whole body was pitch black, his scales were like stone armor, and his eyes were full of ferocity.

"Okay, don't play anymore, just get rid of these two people quickly."

Wan Tiansheng thought for a while.

Of course, subduing the mount is only secondary.

It was a huge Jiaolong, a hundred meters long.

Wan Tiansheng ignored the strong saints, and the fingerprints changed again, and two beams of light rose into the sky.

Wan Tiansheng's expression did not change much. Although he knows that it is obviously impossible to rely on this magic circle to defeat the strong saints.

"It turns out that you were already prepared."

After all, it is only a monster in the Saint Realm, and it is far from being Ye Xuan's mount.

Sitting on the back of the tiger-headed eagle, he was exhausted before he flew a few kilometers away.

"Let's go the other way!"

Ye Xuan took a deep breath and no longer hesitated, turned and walked towards the depths of the mountain.

With a wave of his palm, the crimson flames around the dragon's body became even more intense, and its volume more than doubled.

Although it was very uncomfortable to not be optimistic at first, Wan Tiansheng sent himself into the Needle Tower at a critical moment, and now he is desperately trying to buy time for himself. ,

He said in a voice without the slightest emotion.

"Ye... Ye Xuan!?"

Wan Tiansheng smiled coldly, and did not answer the Saint Race powerhouse.

That way you don't have to work so hard.

The opening of the Needle Sacred Pagoda this time is no different than in the past. The corpses of so many top saints are here, indicating that there are many unexpected opportunities for the opening of the Needle Sacred Pagoda this time.

Ye Xuan's eyes narrowed, the sword god bones wrapped around his body, and he stared vigilantly ahead.

Ye Xuan does need a decent mount.

But it was a fleeting moment, those two powerful beams of light just turned into light spots in the sky without the slightest accident.

It was pitch black below the cliff, and nothing could be seen inside.

Although things are far beyond his expectations, but now there is no room for recovery.

On the other side, the palm of the Saint Race powerhouse is constantly expanding in the pupils of the Holy Ten Thousand Heavens.

"But since I'm back, let's have fun!"

"Humans, breaking into the territory of this seat, just want to leave like this, do you think it is possible?"

Of course, the more important thing is to buy time for Ye Xuan.

"This is... a magic circle?"

Ye Xuan also felt helpless about this.

Wan Tiansheng took a deep breath, his handprints changed, and a beam of light shot down like a long rainbow, pointing directly at the strong saint.

His body flipped again, turned into a human form, and fell in front of Ye Xuan.

Showing fear will only make the other person more arrogant.

In an instant, the beam of light turned into thousands of light spots.

The man in armor also came back to his senses. Seeing that the person who appeared was actually Ye Xuan, he couldn't help but lose his temper.

"Be careful."

The strong man of the saint clan shouted, and the fire dragon rose into the sky, pointing at Wantian Sheng.

Wan Tiansheng stared at the familiar figure in front of him in a stunned manner, feeling incredible.

Therefore, these opportunities cannot fall into the hands of the saints.

Just as he was about to hit Wantiansheng, a ghostly figure appeared in front of Wantiansheng.

On the other hand, Ye Xuan was stunned when the dragon appeared, and then stared at him with golden eyes.

A mouthful of red blood spit out, and Wan Tiansheng wiped it casually, looking at the strong saint.

Ye Xuan pondered in his heart.

"You go to the side to recuperate first, and leave it to me here!"

Or seven magic formations!

The armored man said impatiently. The purpose of their coming here is to get the chance in the town's holy tower, but now the appearance of these two people has wasted too much of their time.

The person who came to the rescue at the critical moment was actually Ye Xuan who was not optimistic from the beginning?

"boom!"

...

The most important thing is that some saints can be defeated.

There was a burst of cheers from the saints. Zhengyi's demeanor became extremely solemn. He understood that the magic formation would not hinder the invasion of the powerful saints, but he did not expect that the powers of the saints would be so terrifying.

Ye Xuan intends, here, to conquer a monster whose strength is at least in the realm of saints.

The Saint Race powerhouse shouted loudly, no longer wasting time, and suddenly soared into the sky, showing the strength of the ninth level of the Revered Martial Realm.

With a wave of his hand, a fire dragon broke through the ice surface, and it seemed like a faint dragon roar sounded, and then slammed into the beam of light fiercely.

The array that took all the time to set up was so vulnerable in front of the strong saints.

"Pfft!"

Just as Ye Xuan was about to turn around and leave, a deafening roar came from the depths of the cliff.

But let's not say that the tiger-headed eagle is very small.

"Roar!"

Ye Xuan thought to himself.

Although withdrawing on the way of absorbing the medicinal pill is likely to lead to being backfired by the medicinal medicinal herb. But at this time, he didn't care much anymore.

Countless boulders collapsed, burying the body of the Saint Race powerhouse.

Looking around.

The Saint Race powerhouse patted his sleeve casually, and said casually to Wan Tiansheng.

Then he stepped back slowly.

On the other hand, the fire dragon was not affected in the slightest, and even the flames around it were not weakened by half.

Now, I just hope Ye Xuan can get that chance soon.

The figure flew out suddenly, and slammed into the distant mountain.

At this moment, Zheng Yi didn't care that his body had not completely absorbed the medicinal pills, so he had to step forward to help him.

"boom!"

The Saint Race powerhouse snorted coldly, and the figure disappeared again, reappeared, and went to the front of Wan Tiansheng.

"I have to say, you surprised me. The little human race has so many endless means. But I still want to tell you that in front of the strong saints, everything is in vain."

"Hmph, I don't know whether to live or die!"

With Wan Tiansheng as the center, seven beams of light rose into the sky in a radius of hundreds of miles.

Ye Xuan turned around and smiled at Wan Tiansheng.

Even if he does his best, even if he falls here, he will buy time for Ye Xuan.

The Saint Race powerhouse seemed to chuckle.

But now, all he has to do is delay time, as long as Zhengyi can absorb all the energy of the medicine pill.

In Ye Xuan's eyes, this was a suitable mount that couldn't be more suitable.

"act recklessly!"

Since the Tribulation of the Three Clans, the figure of the Dragon Clan on the Other World Continent has been rare.

A punch without the slightest gimmick was thrown, and the Saint Race powerhouse screamed.

"Roar!"

Obviously, the Saint Race powerhouse is going to do his best.