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

What is maturity.

I can put on my long johns on time without anyone having to tell me.

What does it mean to be overripe?

You can take off your long johns at the right time without anyone telling you.

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 2496 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang

Zhang Mo nodded, what you said makes sense, I can't even refute it.

Zhang Mo gave the Dao Demon another one and said, "Since I won't give skills to anyone else, can you give me a few more skills to make things easier? We are all serious demon envoys now. He must be the strongest one under the Demon God. Give him some good skills, something exciting. The Demon God will not be without him, right?"

The Dao Demon glared and said: "Ask me, who am I asking? You can tell the Demon God yourself whether he is willing or not. Okay, let's get down to business. I have to accept sacrifices from others later, but I’m busy. I’m too busy day by day. Also, the quality of the female monk’s soul you gave me last time was not very good. Do you understand the protrusion of the front and back? Your protrusion is protruding!”

"I know, I know, I'll fix it for you next time!"

Zhang Mo waved his hands repeatedly. Then he patted the pillar next to him and said, "Let's see how this divine relic looks like. Is it big enough? If you sacrifice it to the devil, can you change it to a better skill?"

Dao Mo took a look and said: "This thing looks okay. It can't be the stick lost by the devil. Okay, okay. It's much better than the crotch cloth you are wearing!"

"What the hell? What did you just say?"

Zhang Mo's eyes widened.

Dao Mo said: "The crotch cloth is just for you to wear!"

Zhang Mo said loudly: "It absorbs water, right? Is this the devil's crotch cloth?"

Dao Mo nodded and said: "Yes, when I first went there, I saw a lot of this kind of garbage in the void. But those have lost their abilities in the void. It's great that you can still use this one, but it's a pity that there is only this piece left. Yes, it would be better if it were bigger!”

Zhang Mo didn't know what to say. This thing was put on his head.

He feels a little sick now!

After thinking about it, Zhang Mo said: "How about I offer this crotch cloth this time."

The Tao Demon glared and said, "No, if you offer this, the Demon God will definitely be angry. Who wants to have only a piece of crotch cloth left? You'd better offer this stick. The Demon God should want it!"

Zhang Mo put away his crotch cloth silently, not knowing what to say at all.

The Dao Demon nodded and said: "Okay, there is no problem with this thing. Just donate it as soon as possible. By the way, there is one more thing, let me remind you. In a few years, the Temple of Illusion will be opened, and the things inside will be important to the Demon God." It’s very important. Don’t worry about how I know it, just go and get it. Remember, you must!”

Zhang Mo said with a smile: "What's wrong? I can't get it, but I still want my life, hahaha!"

After laughing a few times, Zhang Mo saw that the Tao Demon had no intention of laughing, and glared: "You can't really kill me, I am as immovable as a mountain."

Dao Mo said loudly: "Don't mention your bad skills, I think the devil will regret it to death. Anyway, I brought the words to you, you think about the consequences yourself, the devil is petty!"

Zhang Mo nodded repeatedly, he felt the same way.

Sure enough, the scholar sees the same thing!

After saying this, the Tao Demon flew away directly.

Zhang Mo took out the crotch cloth again and looked at it.

Uh, I suddenly felt a little bit slutty.

Forget it, let's get down to business, offer the stick, offer the stick.

This thing can't be the devil's shit stick!

No wonder he had to seal his vitality, otherwise it wouldn't splash everywhere if he was too powerful.

"I call God with my blood, I pray to God with my soul. I sacrifice to God with my name, I believe in God with my heart..."

As the sacrifice began, Zhang Mo felt his soul rising again.

But this time, the Demon God had no intention of glaring at him.

There was only a click, and another bolt of thunder fell on him.

Not to mention, Zhang Mo can stand and get thundered now.

Crack it, chop it, it won’t kill you anyway.

…

Outside, Lao Tu and Tang Ji both looked at Zhang Mo.

The strange changes in the sky, the shining thunder, and the pouring rain all illustrate the terrifying power of Sect Leader Zhang D.

"The sect leader has profound cultivation! He really has something hidden!"

Tang Ji was not sure at first, but now he is sure that Master Zhang's cultivation level is definitely above that of Hegemony.

I can't guess how much hegemony is exactly, but judging from the changes in the world, my cultivation level will not be low.

Lao Bald had the same idea.

The more I get to know the sect master, the more unfathomable I feel.

The master's cultivation level is just like his abilities, they are so well hidden!

After a while, the dark clouds dispersed, the thunder disappeared, and everything returned to normal.

In the retreat room, Zhang Mo was blowing out white smoke, his hair stood on end, and his body was scorched black. The pillar next to it completely disappeared.

Why do I feel like the Thunder are a little different this time.

Suddenly, it was wiped on the body, and all the charred areas on the body were wiped away, revealing the delicate and white skin.

The most exaggerated thing is that Zhang Mo saw that all the hair on his legs was gone, and even more important hair seemed to be gone.

what's going on?

Even if it is burned, it is not so clean!

Fortunately, the hair on his head is still there, which prevents Zhang Mo from being completely shiny.

If all the hair on his head was gone, he would be laughed at by the old bald man.

Will this work? Where is the majesty of his lord?

He laughs at Lao Baldou every day, what if he was laughed at by Lao Baldur in return.

He must be laughed at like he laughed at Old Baldy!

It’s scary to think about.

What bad skills? Could it be that the skill was given to not grow hair?

Maybe to control other people's hair?

Let someone else's hair poke you to death?

That’s okay! This sect leader doesn’t choose.

Thinking like this, Zhang Mo quickly used his consciousness to hit new spots of light.

Suddenly, new skills came to mind.

New skill: Charm.

Skill description: Dance a sultry dance to intensify the opponent's desire. When desire reaches its peak, it can confuse the other person's mind. "

Someone's note: To use this trick, you have to be pretty cool. If you're not sexy enough, beware of being prostituted for free.

Zhang Mo frowned.

What kind of rubbish skill is this?

Dance?

Still cool?

Still having sex for nothing?

Are these three words related to this sect leader?

What the hell?

This sect leader is a little confused about this desire alone.

Can this sect master understand that only when the other party covets my sect master's body can this sect master confuse the other party?

Do such people really exist?

If such a person really exists, how perverted is he?

And what does white prostitution mean?

Could it be a literal meaning?

Isn’t it a bit too scary!

No matter how Zhang Mo looked at it, he felt that this skill should be used by women. Dancing and being sexy!

My sect leader is a manly man, can I use it?

Zhang Mo really didn't understand, so forget it, stick to the old rules and find someone to try.

Opening the door of the retreat room, Zhang Morang said loudly: "Come here, put away the things inside, and call me Tang Ji and Lao Baldur by the way!"