I am a weakling, but I am regarded as the supreme holy devil by the righteous people.

Life is like a dog, but I don't dare to scold it, I'm afraid it will bite me like crazy.

Uncomfortable!

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 639 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang

Black Wind Ridge, where the demon cultivator resides.

The silver bells sounded and swayed.

Zi Huang took the latest Zhengdao report and walked into the huge practice room.

The black rocks are like ink, and the strong wind howls, making people's clothes rustle.

The wind carries black energy, which seems to be able to hinder the movement of vitality. Those who can practice here are obviously not ordinary people.

Zi Huang stepped inside and finally saw a figure at the wind outlet.

Wearing black robes, with silver hair and white beard, he looks very old, but his skin is as delicate as a baby's, and his eyes are as bright as stars.

"I've met Lord Moon Demon!"

Zihuang bowed slightly and saluted, and immediately stopped thirty steps away from the other party, not daring to make any mistakes.

The Moon Demon waved his hand gently, and the strong wind subsided in an instant.

Walking barefoot, Moon Demon walked to Zi Huang and said, "Is something wrong?"

Zihuang immediately took out the Zhengdao Report and handed it to Yue Mo respectfully, and said slowly: "Miss Tian Mei'er, something happened!"

Hearing the sound, Moon Demon took the Zhengdao report.

After just one glance, Moon Demon said coldly: "What a devil, Zhang actually killed Mei'er. Doesn't he know that Tian Mei'er is from the Soul Sect and is my Moon Demon's disciple?"

Zihuang lowered his head and said, "I'm afraid I don't know. This person was born in the mountains and rose up in a small county. Although he has some means, he comes from a humble background. I'm afraid it is impossible to know about your relationship with Miss Tian Mei'er."

Moon Demon snorted softly and said: "I'm afraid you are underestimating him. I heard that when we were in Qingjun, Blood Lotus also died in his hands. Is it true?"

"yes!"

Zihuang responded.

Moon Demon nodded and said: "Lawless and arrogant, you don't know that the sky is high and the earth is high. There is a right way to die!"

The Moon Demon waved his hand slightly, and the Zhengdao Newspaper floated into the air. Immediately, several silver imps appeared in the air and quickly ate up the newspaper.

Zi Huang looked at these brats, their bodies tensed up and their breathing was stagnant.

Moon Demon walked aside and asked again: "Are the altar seals ready?"

Zihuang replied: "I have followed your instructions and everything is almost ready."

Moon Demon raised his head, picked up a few tokens from the table and handed them to Zi Huang and said: "The world is in chaos, which has made Zhuzi famous. There are only three methods to deal with these idle demon cultivators. Treat them, behead them, and accept them as dogs!" "

Zihuang's eyes shone brightly and he said, "Sir, are you going to behead him, or are you going to accept him as a dog?"

Moon Demon smiled and said: "None of them. I want to treat Demon Head Zhang and the famous demon cultivators from the six counties in the south of the Yangtze River to have a meal."

Putting the token into Zi Huang's hand, Moon Demon's eyes were full of kindness.

Zihuang felt shuddering and asked softly: "What if they don't come?"

Moon Demon said: "Tell them, if they don't come, I will bring someone to invite them myself."

…

Qingjun, the county town, the county governor's mansion.

"Sect Master, I'm so happy!"

"The sect master is happy!"

Early in the morning, the great Sect Master Zhang was woken up.

With his sleepy eyes open, Zhang Mo watched Lao Li rush in with something again.

Yawning, Zhang Mo said: "You are the only one who is happy. Whether you can speak or not, you have become an elder. You must speak appropriately and elegantly. Do you understand elegance?"

Patting his chest, Zhang Mo continued: "Look at me, your sect leader. Whoever mentions me now must not say that the sect master is so damn elegant."

Glancing at the box in Lao Li's hand, Zhang Mo asked again: "What deserves you to be so happy? Who did you trick again?"

Lao Li quickly said: "I'm not tricking anyone. Sect Master, it's a treasure. We sorted through the relics of several people who died that day and found this thing. Lingbao, a genuine Lingbao. Just the kind you need, Sect Master. !”

After hearing about Lingbao, Zhang Mo finally perked up and became interested.

"Hand it over, let me take a look."

After taking the box, Zhang Mo opened it and found another ring.

Lao Li quickly explained from the side: "It turns out that among the people killed in the bombing that day, there were also bastards from the Fuqinghui. This thing is their support, and it is also the Qingmen's most precious treasure that we have been searching for, the Dian Cang Ring! It can Extract essence and power, and also store spiritual energy and essence. A true treasure among treasures, an artifact among artifacts!"

"Oh, shut up first!"

Zhang Mo took some Cang Ring and looked at it carefully. The more he looked at it, the more beautiful it became in his heart.

There is so much unused spiritual energy inside. Isn't this the last treasure it lacks?

Isn’t this appropriate?

Devil, here I come again!

After laughing three times, Zhang Mo nodded and said, "Well done, go call Yang Shuo. Bring all the treasures you prepared with me. I'm going to start practicing!"

"Sect Master, Yang Shuo seems to be busy catching spies. He said that he found inexplicable marks in the sect. There must be spies."

"Then you go and do it quickly."

"Yes, Sect Master. I also found a lot of treasures in the hands of others. Do you think I can bring them to you as well?"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? I only want to bring something with spiritual energy, and you divide the rest among yourselves. Hurry up and get out!"

Zhang Mo kicked Lao Li away and told him to go to work quickly.

Don't talk a lot of nonsense and keep talking every day.

Although Lao Li was kicked, he was still very happy. Because this time Cong Yin, Mu Mu, Tian Meier, Lei Yong, Qin Feng and the others found a lot of good things.

Not to mention anything else, the Soul Locking Bottle alone is almost as good as the Lingbao.

But the sect master doesn’t need these things, so doesn’t that make it easier for them?

Haha, I got rich again.

Lao Li Pi Dian Pi Dian quickly went to work.

Not long after, a group of demon cultivators were asked to carry all the things and put them in order.

Zhang Mo looked at it and carefully took out the three most critical things.

They are, the Stinging Wind Sword that I picked up!

The Tianfang five-color stone obtained from the auction for ten taels of silver.

And finally got the Dian Cang Ring.

It's stable. Isn't it appropriate to change skills?

Demon God, Demon God.

I don’t have high demands now.

For the sake of my little brother working so hard to find so many spiritual treasures for you, give me some awesome skills!

Forget it's a suicide skill again, who dares to use that thing!

The sky is spirited, the earth is spirited.

If the devil doesn't give him good skills, it won't work even if he wants to shit.

"Get out, get out of here!"

Drive away all the demonic cultivators and close the backyard door.

Zhang Mo took out the sacrificial method and began to recite the sacrificial inscription.

In an instant, the world began to change color.

When the demon cultivators outside saw this scene, they were calm. After all, they had seen it too much, so that was all.

"The sect leader has started practicing again!"

"Kitchen preparations. Every time the sect leader finishes practicing, he feels like he is constipated. Remember to get something to clear your stomach and intestines!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, be careful of lightning striking you to death."

"Hey, it's a pity that the thunder is always louder than the rain, otherwise the sect leader would have made a fortune long ago if he used this method to farm the land!"