The mage Yigan turned back neatly again, and the old guild leader was not polite. Before Zhang Xiao kicked him, he stepped onto the small platform outside the Twelve Governor Heavenly Formation and walked straight in.
"Ouch!" Of course, the old president slammed into the Twelve Governor's Heavenly Formation without any doubt. He touched his red nose, and a sour smell could not help but make his tears hazy.
Zhang Xiao resisted the urge to laugh, and hurriedly went over and took the old president's hand and walked into the Twelve Governor Array.
As soon as he entered the twelve governor's formation, a gloomy atmosphere made the old president full of excitement, and the things in front of him were really hard to imagine.
In the huge cave, the ground is full of bones, and there are countless green fires floating in the dim space, making it look like an open-air cemetery under the dark night.
In the middle of the cave, there was a cleared space. A huge monster skeleton was sitting on the ground holding a big rock and shaking its skull head, and a black spear and two white knives were neatly inserted on the ground next to it. From time to time in the darkness in the distance, there was a sound of objects hitting, and occasionally one or two broken bones could be seen flying around.
"Look, I said it's a mess here." Zhang Xiao said with some embarrassment as he looked at the small ribs and werewolves fighting in the distance. He never thought that there would be guests here, and it seems that he needs to organize a place for special purpose in the future. Used to serve guests, Zhang Xiao thought secretly in his heart.
"Oh, nothing, nothing. After all, you are a necromancer, this is excusable, haha!" The old president laughed and stepped on the skeleton on the ground with the wizard robe and walked toward the middle of the cave.
Zhang Xiao had to follow him.
"He is also your skeleton warrior?" The old president pointed to the bone demon and asked Zhang Xiao back. Seeing a stranger coming, the latter stretched out his skull and head towards the old president.
"That's right, but it was made by me using different kinds of skeletons." Zhang Xiao patted the bones of the bone demon's nose, and the bone demon flung his long tail like a puppy.
"Oh? This is new magic, and there has never been a necromancer's skeleton warrior as big as you in history. It is almost as tall as the magic armor." The old president also tentatively reached out to touch the bones. The nose of the demon, the bone demon did not have any adverse reactions to make the old meeting happy when he grew up: "It still doesn't recognize birth, haha!"
If you try again outside, it would be weird if you don't bite off your hand, Zhang Xiao smiled in his heart. The Bone Demon is well-behaved here like a pug, but once it is released, it will be violent like a mad Tyrannosaurus rex.
"How did you make such a big thing float?" The old president finally asked what he wanted to ask a long time ago.
"This!" Zhang Xiao couldn't answer. After all, people in this world couldn't understand what he was cultivating. Just like he didn't understand magic, Zhang Xiao couldn't explain things himself. This was how he explained to others. Listen, if you really want to explain, then it's not like talking with ducks. Zhang Xiao frowned slightly and looked at the soles of his feet.
Seeing Zhang Xiao's embarrassed expression, the old club smiled broadly: "Forget it, this is your own secret. I am also curious for a while. I am very satisfied to come in and see."
"I heard that you have a grudge against Adrian Bandru, the leader of the Black Dragon Mercenary Group?" The old president looked directly at Zhang Xiao and asked.
"Yes, I will definitely kill him." Zhang Xiao's mouth twitched, and a murderous aura spread.
The small ribs that had been suppressed by the werewolf in the distance were affected by Zhang Xiao. He suddenly picked up a thick bone on the ground and shot it at the werewolf. The small ribs were not good enough to give up, holding the bones and chasing them up.
"Come back!" Zhang laughed, and the small ribs dropped the bones in his hands unwillingly and ran over.
"Huh!? Have you been to the underworld?" The old president pointed at the small ribs that ran over and his eyes widened.
"No, it came back by itself." Zhang Xiao patted the small ribs on the head, and the little thing shook his head with enjoyment.
The werewolf got up angrily and prepared to find something to settle the bill. His strength is better than the small ribs. He has not tried his best to compare with the small ribs. Who knew that the small ribs would suddenly go crazy just now. He stood up and looked around. After seeing the small ribs and Zhang Xiao standing together, he walked over unwillingly.
"You are really right, this little thing knows how to come back." The old president was a little emotional.
"This is also a coincidence. I originally planned to go to the underworld, but now it seems unnecessary." Zhang Xiao smiled, and briefly told the old president about the little ribs coming back.
"What is your hatred with Adrian Bandru?" The old president returned to this topic.
"He killed my closest person!" Zhang Xiao whispered fiercely. In his mind, Grandpa Sam is the person who treats him best in the world, and Zhang Xiao has already regarded him as his own grandfather.
"Hey! It seems that this matter can't be done well. The Black Dragon Mercenary Group is over." The old president shook his head. The members of the Black Dragon Mercenary Group had come to him, hoping to make peace for both sides, but It seems impossible now.
"I only want the life of their leader, and as long as other people don't oppose me, I don't plan to do anything to them."
"That's good, maybe the Black Dragon Mercenary Corps will still exist in the future." The old president looked at Zhang Xiao with relief: "You haven't blinded your eyes and conscience by hatred. That's good. Many necromancers used to go Without hatred, unable to maintain the kindness of the heart, he was chased by the Bright Church and cast aside by most people. This is why there are so few Necromancers now."
The words of the old president made Zhang Xiao's heart tense: Isn't that the case for Xiu Mo? Most demon cultivators are not people with evil hearts, and demon cultivating is the same as cultivating, but it is just another way to peep into the heavens. There is no evil in the road. But the demon cultivators are not glorious on this road, and most people have fallen. This is also the reason why the demon cultivators are hated by most people.
"Thank you, the old president, the kid has been taught." Zhang Xiao bowed to the old president respectfully.
"Well, you can understand the best." The old president also didn't want to see this outstanding necromancer fall like this. "I will fight for you and Adrian Bandru to have a fair duel, what do you think?"
"Okay, I'll follow the arrangement." Zhang Xiao didn't care about how to kill the enemy, as long as the opponent died in his own hands.
"Okay, let me arrange these. I'll leave first. You stay here and wait for my news." The old president patted Zhang Xiao's thin shoulders and turned and walked outside.
A week later, the old president sent someone to tell Zhang Xiao the time for the duel, which was set in the morning of the next day.