"Elders, are you laughing?"

Looking at the elder's slightly trembling shoulders, and trying to suppress the corners of his mouth.

Shi Fan frowned.

The elder in front of him suddenly raised his head with a solemn face, his brows jumped, and he asked seriously as if nothing had happened.

"Which Great Sect's Son are you referring to?"

"It's not other great sects, it's the primordial son of this generation."

Shi Fan accentuated his voice and repeated again.

The elder in front of him nodded, and then motioned to the disciple beside him to take pen and ink.

Looking at the elder's performance like this, Shi Fan was suddenly a little confused.

However, looking at this elder again, the author Dragon Snake, quickly drew a figure painting on paper.

It was in front of him.

"Are you talking about this person?"

It was so fast that even he was sluggish.

However, Shi Fan's reaction was also very fast, and the person in the painting was not the target he wanted to challenge, so he quickly shook his head.

"It's not the Tenglong Holy Son of the Hydra Clan, it's the Holy Son of the Primal Holy Land."

The elder immediately took back the portrait with an expressionless face and picked up the pen again.

Brush brush brush.

Soon he drew Su Chengcheng again.

"It's Yang Xiu, the primordial holy son, and he's a man."

Shi Fan repeated with some collapse, and his voice couldn't help but raise a few points.

"Primordial Holy Son, I want to challenge Primordial Saint Son Yang Xiu, not Tenglong Saint Son, nor Su Chengcheng."

However, the elders in front of him ignored him, but looked at each other, and their eyes were intertwined to see the recognition in each other's eyes, as if they had determined some symptoms, and nodded their heads one after another.

"Got it, you go on."

The elder put away his pen and ink and looked at Shi Fan in front of him with pity.

"Elder, the disciple wants to know if he can surpass the current Holy Son, if he can replace him."

Shi Fan's eyes were firm, and he made no secret of his ambitions.

Suddenly, the elder in front of him couldn't help but lean back, and one hand was raised to cover his mouth.

The other elder next to him pursed the corners of his mouth and frowned in a pretending to be serious.

But in the next second, it seemed to be depressed and really hard.

"Poof."

"Elder, what are you laughing at?"

Shi Fan was dumbfounded.

"No, no, he just remembered the happy things."

Another elder next to him hurriedly made amends, but the next second, he also laughed.

The scene was suddenly filled with joy.

"I repeat, I'm not kidding, I'm going to challenge the Primal Holy Son Yang Xiu!!"

Shi Fan's face was already flushed with excitement at this time.

"Ahem."

The elders in front of him coughed a few times, breaking the embarrassment of the scene and pretending to groan.

"Are you sure?"

"The Holy Son had already broken through the Holy Realm a year ago, and although your cultivation in the Tongtian Realm has been completed now, it seems that you are only one step away from the Holy Realm."

"But it's not nice to say, the Holy Realm cultivators have already begun to touch the cultivation of the law, and they don't need to make a move at all, a touch of breath is enough to suppress you."

The elders who had previously praised Shi Fan were all looking at him a little strangely.

They couldn't understand Shi Fan's thoughts.

Challenge the Son and replace him.

What kind of medicine was taken? So wishful thinking.

Arrogance, not knowing whether to live or die.

This is what they think of Shi Fan now.

Let's not mention that the Holy Son can completely crush him in terms of strength and status.

As the primordial body, the demonic physique that has been rare in the wasteland for millions of years cannot be compared to even the ancient relics of the demon race.

Today's Yang Xiu seems to be still in the Little Saint Realm, but in fact, some Great Saint powerhouses may not be opponents of the other party.

The Great Sage is today's top combat power.

In the absence of those old monsters in the hidden world, it is difficult to meet opponents.

Shi Fan was so bold as to challenge such a demon.

It's really self-sufficient.

However, this rule does exist in the primordial holy land.

The cultivation world has always been cruel, and the philosophy pursued has always been that the law of the jungle is the strongest, natural selection, and those who have the ability can naturally enjoy more preferential resources.

For countless years, the primordial Holy Land has not been without precedents for the Son to be replaced.

The reason why they were so surprised before.

It's just because this generation's primordial saint son Yang Xiu is too terrifying.

As a result, both they and all the Taichumen people unanimously believe that no one can replace them.

Seeing everyone's performance like this, Shi Fan knew that he was being looked down upon.

Taking a deep breath, he raised his head again, his gaze determined.

"Elders, of course the disciple knows that he can't be compared to the Holy Son at all, but I hope to give the disciple this opportunity."

"Let the Primal Holy Son fight with his disciples."

This Shi Fan is simply a bad brain.

Challenge the Holy Son, but also let the Holy Son suppress cultivation.

Not to mention the disciples in the audience.

Even the elders in front of Shi Fan were speechless.

When you go out and encounter an enemy who is stronger than you, do you also have to ask the other party to suppress Xiu Wei and fight with you?

Strong is strong, weak is weak.

From the moment you ask someone else to suppress your cultivation, you've already lost.

"I take back my previous change of opinion of Shi Fan, and he is really still the clown who is grandstanding."

"Heh, the villain has a will, but he has won the leader of the sect, and he will swell to challenge the Holy Son in the next second."

"I've never seen anyone so brazen."

"My God, he challenged the Holy Son, and even let the Holy Son suppress the cultivation."

Many of the disciples were speechless.

In this life, Shi Fan's life experience was very different from the previous life, and there was no incident in which Yang Xiu's subordinate eagle dogs targeted him.

Naturally, in the minds of all the disciples, Yang Xiu was still the indesecrated Primordial Holy Son in their minds.

The first demon of our time.

He is a young emperor who is worshiped by everyone.

"If you want to challenge the Holy Son, you must pass our level first."

Shi Fan's arrogance and lack of people in his eyes immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of countless True Disciples, and the figures who stepped on the sword one after another stood up one after another.

are all the leaders of the previous sect competition.

Several powerful breaths converged together, soaring into the sky, and the mighty aura was full of a suffocating sense of oppression.

Guardian of the best of our Sons!!

Looking at the dense human wall in front of him, Shi Fan was suddenly confused, what is the situation? How is it different from the plot he imagined?

I want to challenge the Primordial Son, what do you have to do with these people?

"Tu'er, it seems that if you don't defeat these people, they probably won't give you this opportunity to challenge Yang Xiu."

The Hundred Beast Immortal Venerable in the ring sighed.

They counted everything, but they never counted.

Yang Xiu's prestige in the minds of the Taichu disciples still has a status that cannot be provoked.

After all, there is too much difference in identity between the two.

Don't talk about beating each other.

Even contact has to cross countless chasms and thousands of obstacles.

(End of chapter)