Zhang Guangzu frowned, he really didn't understand, when he was cultivating spells, what did Uncle Poison Ba ask him to do in the past, could it be that there was something urgent and important, and he had to go over at this time?

Zhang Guangzu felt the transmission of the poisonous tyrant world, and after listening to it, he was still puzzled, but since the narcotic tyrant called him, he had to go over and take a look.

"Senior brother, what's going on, what's wrong?"

The centipede didn't understand why Zhang Guangzu suddenly frowned at this time, and when he saw Zhang Guangzu turn his face to look at him, the centipede immediately asked.

"Uncle Poison Bully told me to go to the top floor of the stone tower, but he didn't say what was the matter, he just asked me to go over immediately. Zhang Guangzu said truthfully to the centipede.

"It must be a good thing, you have been cultivating here for exactly a year, I estimate that it is time for you to serve as the Holy Son of the Sect, with your current ability, this Holy Son may not be your opponent. The centipede said with a look of joy on his face.

Of course, Centipede was happy in his heart, following the Holy Son was the good wish of every sect disciple, especially the new Holy Son was still the heir to the mantle of the sect master, and that would definitely be the future heir of the sect master.

The follower became the master of the door, and his follower also followed suit, so there should be no problem in being an elder without too high requirements!

The centipede was not sure that Zhang Guangzu would be able to defeat the current Holy Son, because he had never seen the Holy Son show his might, so when he talked about this just now, he used two words.

"Senior brother, do you think I don't have 100% certainty of defeating him? What if I'm not his opponent?"

Zhang Guangzu was not stupid, he immediately heard the sound from the centipede's words, and he was not in a hurry to find the drug tyrant immediately, for him, whether he could defeat the current holy son was the most important thing.

"I'm not sure you'll be able to beat him, because I haven't seen the current Son cast a spell, so there's no way to compare you to him. The centipede also said truthfully.

"No matter what, the matter has come to the front of me, no matter whether I can defeat him or not, I have to face it, it is definitely not possible to hide, let's go, senior brother, it's too late, Uncle Poison Bully will be in a hurry." ”

No matter how polite Zhang Guangzu was before, at this time, when he spoke to this centipede elder brother, he was always very polite, and in his most difficult time, those seasoning sauces played a key role.

After a cup of tea, Zhang Guangzu flew to the front of the stone tower, raised his head and glanced at the top floor of the stone tower, and then turned to look at the centipede.

"Senior brother, you wait for me here for a while, Uncle Poison Bully didn't say to let you go up together, and I can't make my own decisions. Zhang Guangzu said to the centipede a little embarrassed.

"It's okay junior brother, the master of the door called you, not me, so you better go up by yourself! I'll wait for you under the stone tower." The centipede said seemingly indifferently.

After Zhang Guangzu nodded to him apologetically, he flew directly to the top of the stone tower, and the voice of the poisonous tyrant made it clear that he flew directly into the room with the open window, and the stone tower only had one window open, which could be seen at a glance.

"Uncle Poison Tyrant, what are you looking for me! I'm practicing spells! Uncle Poison Tyrant called me here, and I'm not very familiar with spell cultivation. ”

As soon as he flew to the window, before he flew into the room, Zhang Guangzu began to talk about the drug bully world.

Zhang Guangzu played a cautious eye, first explained that he was cultivating spells, and before he had finished practicing, he let the poisonous tyrant call him away, and once he failed to fight with the current Holy Son in the future, the responsibility was not on him.

"Have you learned to be humble? I saw that you have cultivated, and the spell has been cultivated very well, even better than Wandan Sijue's casting. ”

Zhang Guangzu thought he was very smart, but he didn't know that it was not easy to do it in front of the drug bully world, and he let him see through it at a glance, but the drug bully world did not expose it, and still said with a smile.

"Uncle Poison Tyrant, who is the end of the battle? What a strange name! It's not from the Xuantian Continent!"

The poisonous tyrant made it clear that the spell cast by the rosacea nose was better than that cast by the person with the strange name, and the implication was that he could defeat the current Holy Son.

However, Rosacea ignored the meaning of Poison Bull's words, and all his attention attracted this strange name, so that as soon as Poison Bull World finished speaking, Rosacea immediately asked.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's Wan Dan Sijue, it's not the end of the end, he is the current Holy Son, his cultivation is almost at the peak of the early stage of the Yuan Sea Realm, and he is no longer suitable to be the Holy Son, I decided that you will take over the position of the Holy Son, before taking over, first fight with Wan Dan Sijue, no matter whether you win or lose, you are the next Holy Son." ”

The drug bully said with a pleasant face, and only symbolically reprimanded Zhang Guangzu's nonsense, and in the end, he did not ask Zhang Guangzu to win the other party in the old and new holy son fighting methods.

For the nephew of the life-saving benefactor, there is nothing wrong with the poisonous tyrant in the world, and even surpasses most of his uncles, which can be said to be perfect.

"Uncle Poison Tyrant, I will definitely try my best to compete and strive to defeat the end of the world!" Now that the Poison Bully has seen through it, Zhang Guangzu immediately made a guarantee.

"Good boy, Uncle Poison Bully doesn't require you to win, as long as you don't lose too badly, go out with me now, and the people of the entire sect will gather in the square to watch the fight between you and Wandan Sijue. The drug bully patted his rosacea on the shoulder and said.

"Uncle Poison Bully, please!"

Zhang Guangzu dodged to the side and made way for the poisonous tyrant, that is, the road leading to the door, who knew that the poisonous tyrant didn't go to the door, and flew out directly from the open window, Zhang Guangzu had to follow behind him and flew out of the stone tower.

Directly south of the stone tower is the square of the Hundred Poison Gate, and when the poisonous tyrant Tianxia and Zhang Guangzu flew out of the stone tower, the square was already full of disciples of the Hundred Poison Gate.

"Door Master, today's Son of Heaven Succession Fighting Technique can't be carried out, and Wandan Sijue is gone. ”

As soon as the Poison Tyrant and Zhang Guangzu arrived above the square, the Great Elder of the Hundred Poison Sect flew in front of them, and after flying in front of the Poison Tyrant World, his mouth approached the ear of the Poison Tyrant and whispered.

"Gone, what kind of system, before the Holy Son leaves the sect, he has to say hello to the elder on duty, this is the tradition of the Hundred Poison Sect for countless years, he dares to leave without saying a word? Did you take the roll call this morning?" The face of the poisonous tyrant suddenly became gloomy.

Many places in the Hundred Poison Sect are different, every morning, when the sun has just risen, the entire sect has to take the roll call early, and those who are not named will be punished by the sect.

Therefore, if there is one person missing from the Hundred Poison Gate, it will be known in the early morning of the next day at the latest.

At this time, it will be evening, and if the morning roll call is still there, it means that Dan Sijue has not been away for a long time.

"The roll call is still there, and until now, it will be six hours to complete the full count, and he will not leave too far. The Great Elder said to the poisonous tyrant of the world.

"Pass my words, now immediately roll call, after the roll call of each department, who is not reporting to me, see who is not in the sect. ”

The already fierce face of the poisonous tyrant in the world looked even more gloomy and scary at the moment, no one dared not listen to his orders, and the great elder immediately notified them one by one after hearing it.

After a stick of incense, the Great Elder returned, holding a stack of rosters in both hands, and soon arrived at the opposite side of the Poison Domination World.

"I see that your face is not very good, there must be fewer people, let's say! The Poison Tyrant asked the Great Elder.

"Sect Master, something may have happened to the sect, not only Wandan Sijue is gone, but his uncle Wandan Yelu is also gone. The Great Elder said in a heavy tone.

"What are the names of these! One is called the end of the dead, and the other is the end of the wild donkey!" Zhang Guangzu stood behind the poisonous tyrant of the world, thinking in his heart.

"Wandan Yelu is gone, he is the elder of the High Pavilion of Guarding Arts, who is guarding the High Pavilion of Guarding Techniques since he left?"

The drug tyrant almost shouted loudly, obviously, the sudden disappearance of Wandan Yelu caused the drug tyrant's emotions to get a little out of control.

"The finished wild donkey, it turned out to be the person who guarded the high pavilion of the art, I don't think he looks like a mainlander, and now when he hears the name, he is not from the Xuantian Continent. After the drug dominates the world, Zhang Guangzu immediately took a seat.

"I don't know if there is anyone guarding the High Pavilion of Technique now, the elders of the High Pavilion of Guarding Technique cannot leave without permission, knowing that it is hard to do this, the sect specially authorized him to study the immortal arts in it casually. The Great Elder continued.

"Great Elder, you go to the High Pavilion of Magic to see if there is anyone guarding it, and it is still secondary, mainly those immortal jade slips, if you lose any of them, it will have an irreparable impact on the sect. The face of the drug tyrant became more and more gloomy.

The poisonous tyrant thought of the holy son who disappeared thirty years ago, who was killed and took away the immortal jade slip, and used the immortal magic of the Hundred Poison Sect to destroy the tens of thousands of disciples of the Great Niu Sect.

This incident has become a problem for everyone in the Hundred Poison Sect, and it is also from that time that when anyone studies immortal arts, they are only allowed to look at it and not engrave it, in case something similar happens again.

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

After listening to what the poisonous tyrant said, the Great Elder didn't dare to delay for a moment, and flew towards the third floor of the stone tower at high speed.

This time, the Great Elder came back faster, and in less than thirty breaths, he reappeared in front of the poisonous tyrant.

"The door master, there is no one in the high pavilion of art, the door is open, I went in and looked at it carefully, there is no shortage of immortal jade jian, it's just ...... Let Wandan Yelu reproduce it with his divine sense. The Great Elder said in a heavy tone.

"From this point of view, the uncle and nephew of the Dead and the Wild Donkey have a purpose in worshiping the Hundred Poison Sect, in order to steal the immortal art of the sect, what are they doing this for?"

The poisonous tyrant of the world was simply angry, in front of all the disciples, he could only suppress his anger, but everyone heard it, and when he mentioned the names of the uncle and nephew, he directly called Cheng Die and Die and Die and Die and Die and Die and T

Although the immortal jade slip was not lost, after the finished wild donkey was reproduced, it was more serious than the loss of the problem.

"This is also unreasonable!After all, the wild donkey is in charge of guarding the high pavilion of arts, he can study those immortal arts casually, there is no need to reproduce them at all, isn't this taking off his pants and farting!" The Great Elder analyzed in front of everyone.