Fantasy script: I am the villain of destiny

Hearing Sword God's words, Ye Xuan's eyes became a little puzzled.

Now Ye Xuan has been fighting with the Saints for some years, and now the most powerful Saints is the Qing Emperor.

In addition to Qingdi, the strongest are also the top ten hall masters of the Saint Clan.

But now, Ye Xuan's strength has far surpassed any of the hall masters of the Ten Great Halls of the Holy Clan.

Therefore, Ye Xuan does not think the current strength of the Saints can be stronger than that.

Looking at Ye Xuan's expression, the Sword God seemed to have guessed what Ye Xuan was thinking.

"Yes, the holy clan you see now is indeed not very powerful, but you must know that the holy clan has existed for thousands of years."

"How cruel was the ancient war at the beginning, the Holy Race, as the second-rate race of the year, has indeed warmed up under the UC."

"So, the strength of the saints should not be underestimated."

"When I was fighting against the saints, the methods of the saints were endless."

"Nowadays, there is even the blessing of the God Slaying Array. I think those old and immortal saints of the Holy Race are about to appear!"

Sword God said solemnly.

Ya Xuan's face was full of doubts.

"Do the saints still have stronger powerhouses?"

The Sword God nodded.

"In the previous saints, there were three top powerhouses. Although their strength is not comparable to the Qing Emperor, they are still in the realm of saints."

"So, facing them is the most troublesome thing to get!"

Ye Xuan's eyes suddenly froze.

"Could it be that it is the three honors of the saints?"

Ye Xuan said incredulously.

If the three sages are still there, then the strength of the saints cannot be underestimated.

"Maybe it's just the same as Emperor Qing, and he hasn't woken up yet, but I guess it's too soon!"

Sword God said solemnly.

Ye Xuan nodded. Although the actions of the saints were hateful, the strength of the saints should not be underestimated.

"Okay, this is something you need to consider in the future. What you need to do now is to solve the trouble in front of you first."

"Then, you will go to the Great Zhou Royal Family and absorb my body, spirit and bones!"

Sword God seemed to be very relaxed.

Ye Xuan's sad mood suddenly mentioned the top, absorbing the divine bone of the sword god, how could he do it?

Hai Lao has guarded the body of the Sword God for nearly a thousand years, but now, all Hai Lao's efforts have been in vain.

"Ye Xuan, you must become a god as soon as possible, and you must become a god before the Qing Emperor wakes up."

"Never let our efforts go to waste."

"Although I know this is cruel to you, for the sake of Jiuxiao Continent, you must go all out!"

Sword God's eyes were full of solemnity.

"promise me!"

When the Sword God said the last sentence, there was a hint of pleading in his words.

Ye Xuan took a deep breath, then clasped his fists with both hands, and bowed respectfully to the Sword God.

"Don't worry, Sword God, I will do my best!"

Ye Xuan is no longer hypocritical. He knows that the best consolation for Sword God is that Ye Xuan promises to protect Xia and Jiuxiao Continent.

In this way, the sacrifice of the Sword God is the most meaningful.

Seeing Ye Xuan's gesture, the Sword God nodded in relief.

"Okay. Good."

"With you in Jiuxiao Continent, I feel more at ease."

"Ye Xuan, let's go!"

Sword God waved his hand at the end, and then disappeared into Ye Xuan's landscape imprint.

Ye Xuan maintained a security posture for a long time before slowly getting up.

"Don't worry about Sword God, as the new inheritor of Sword God, I will definitely complete my own mission!"

Then Ye Xuan thought about it and withdrew from his landscape imprint.

Among the endless imprints of landscapes, there seemed to be the gratified laughter of the Sword God.

outside world.

The atmosphere here is still so low, at this time, Qingdi's activation of the God-killing formation has been nearly half completed.

It's going to be big soon.

But the people still had no choice.

During the period, the chief elders of Chuxiong and Shengtian wanted to invite the landlord to come down.

But even Sword God is not the opponent of Qingdi, how can they stop Qingdi?

The mood of the crowd was extremely low.

They originally wanted to try to persuade the hall masters of the Ten Great Halls of the Holy Clan to stop Qingdi.

Because now they are in Jiuxiao Continent, if the God-killing formation really starts successfully.

Even they will become the sacrificial offerings of the Great Array.

But the saints' belief in Qingdi has almost reached a morbid state.

Even if they know that they will fall here, but for Qing Emperor, they only have infinite respect.

Of course, Thor is an exception.

The endless thunder and lightning dragons have hardly stopped their offensive against Qingdi.

Lei Shensi roared exhaustedly, as if to vent his dissatisfaction.

However, the Qing Emperor turned a deaf ear to the incessant scolding, and single-mindedly activated the God-killing formation.

Elder Chu Xiong looked at the scene in the distance and slumped on the ground helplessly.

"Hey, I didn't expect that after so many years of fighting against the Saints in Jiuxiao Continent, it's such an ending now, I'm really not reconciled!"

Chu Xiong's words were full of decadence.

"Although we also defeated Qingdi in a certain sense, in exchange, Jiuxiao Continent disappeared from the world forever. Such an ending is really sad."

Chu Wan's words were also full of regret.

"It's just that I didn't take revenge for the master myself, but this matter has become my heart disease, and I can't solve it until I die!"

Even Hai Lao, who has always been taciturn, couldn't help sighing.

Of course, everyone is not so decadent because they are afraid of death.

It's just that the result of the battle between the Holy Race and Jiuxiao Continent ended in such a way, and everyone was just unwilling.

Although it is said that Emperor Qing will also fall, it will affect the entire Jiuxiao Continent.

Who can accept such a result?

"I don't know what Ye Xuan is doing!"

Shengtian looked at Ye Xuan who was motionless and couldn't help but say.

From the beginning, Ye Xuan stood there with his eyes closed and motionless.

If it wasn't for the steady vitality of Ye Xuan, everyone would have thought that something was going to happen to Ye Xuan.

"Maybe Ye Xuan has a way?"

Suddenly, Chu Wan asked tentatively.

Ye Xuan has always worked miracles in the face of adversity.

Many times the seemingly irreversible situation was finally resolved by Ye Xuan.

So Chu Wan began to have a glimmer of hope in Ye Xuan you.

But everyone just laughed bitterly.

How can the current situation be compared to the previous situation?

Even the Sword God is helpless, what can Ye Xuan do?

So everyone no longer has any hope in Ye Xuan.

After all, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, and everyone is just quietly dying.

At this moment, Ye Xuan Willjin's closed eyes suddenly opened, and he moved slightly.

Then he turned to the distant sky, his eyes full of complicated expressions.

"Sword God..."

Ye Xuan whispered in a voice that only he could hear.