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

When others only look at whether you can fly high or not.

Only this sect leader cares about whether your wings are hard or not.

And whether he will shit on the head of this sect leader!

Sew it on!

It must be sewn on!

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 1,790 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang

We waited for almost half an hour.

Niutou finally ran back quickly with a demon cultivator with a deer head and rat eyes.

There were dozens of followers behind him.

It seemed that Niu Tou had really convinced these people.

The leading demon cultivator kept asking questions along the way.

"It really includes food and accommodation!"

"Are you sure his kobold demon cultivator can still afford a concubine?"

"There really are such good demon sects these days!"

The two people quickly arrived in front of Sect Leader Zhang Da.

Niutou slapped the demon cultivator on the back of the head and said, "Hurry up and call the sect leader!"

The demon cultivator hurriedly knelt down and said: "I have met the sect master, and the little devil sincerely surrenders. I hope the sect master will take him in!"

Zhang Mo nodded, he knew the rules very well.

He directly took out the soul bottle, poison pills, and detoxifying pills, and gave them to him in one set: "Let's get started!"

The demon cultivator took the thing, but seemed to be a little hesitant.

"Sect Master, I heard that you have something to eat. Can you give me some first? I and my subordinates haven't eaten anything serious for a long time!"

Zhang Mo nodded and summoned Tang Ji and the others to come over and get some food for the demon cultivators in front of them.

Immediately, the demon cultivator summoned his subordinates and started eating together.

While eating, the demon cultivator looked at the poison pill in his hand and said, "Oh, this poison pill is pretty good. Made by a master, it's quite interesting."

Niu Tou also helped by saying, "Sect Master, this brother of mine is a powerful poisonous cultivator, known as Rat Shit!"

Zhang Mo frowned and said, "What does this title mean?"

Niu Tou said: "It's just a mouse excrement that ruins a pot of porridge."

Only then did Zhang Mo understand and nodded: "Oh, it's so poisonous!"

"Bah, Sect Master, just call me Mouse, don't listen to him."

said the mouse loudly.

Zhang Mo said: "Okay, old shit!"

The old shit was stunned immediately, but he didn't dare to refute.

Quickly, the old shit handed the soul bottle back and said: "Sect Master, there is no need to use such a good thing on me. I will give you the soul stone, the same!"

As he spoke, he took out a stone and handed it to Zhang Mo. Then there was a burst of chirping, a flash of green light, and the stone glowed slightly.

Zhang Mo took the stone with a slightly strange look on his face.

This demonic cultivator seems a bit slippery...

After weighing the soul stone in his hand, Zhang Mo raised his hand to stop Niutou who wanted to say something else.

Zhang Mo said loudly: "Old shit, can you take us into the city? I want to see my new territory."

Lao Shi stood up immediately and said, "Okay, Sect Master."

With his eyes shining and a special smile on his face, Lao Shi and others led the way.

Zhang Mo called Tang Ji and said softly: "Be on guard at all times!"

Tang Ji's expression suddenly changed and he nodded heavily.

Everyone strode into the city, and Zhang Mo could see countless demon cultivators looking towards the ruins.

The old shit leading the way said loudly: "Everyone, a new boss is here, and the new boss wants to invite us to dinner!"

Hearing this, all the demon cultivators started shouting.

"Really?"

"Meet the new boss!"

"Eat, where is the food?"

"Don't be a bug again!"

…

Zhang Mo heard the words and said with a smile: "It's easy to talk. Tang Ji, Niutou, ask your subordinates to bring food, and hold a banquet outside the city gate for everyone to have a meal!"

"Okay, Master!"

Niutou quickly sent his demon cultivator to do it.

Tangji also threw a ring directly to the cow's head, which was full of food.

Watching a group of demon cultivators running on their hands and knees towards the outside of the city.

Zhang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly.

We walked all the way into the center of the remaining city.

Inside there was a half-destroyed hall. The walls were leaking, and apart from one large formation, there were only a few chairs left.

The stone chair was full of poisonous insects. Zhang Mo stared at it for a long time without daring to get off his butt.

If he sat down, he would probably poop in more than one eye in the future.

It will become a colander!

Zhang Mo was still looking around.

The old man said: "Sect Master, you rest first, I will go and get you something."

After saying that, Lao Shi greeted his people and walked out.

Zhang Mo waved his hand and said: "No need, wait a moment, close the door!"

After giving an order, Tangji took the lead and flew away, closing the broken door.

The old man was confused and didn't know what was going on.

Zhang Mo waved his hand again and said: "Surround!"

The surrounding shrine monks immediately surrounded Lao Shi and others with their swords unsheathed.

"Sect Master, what are you doing?"

The old shit is a little confused.

Niutou was also stunned.

Zhang Mo looked at them and said: "The number of demon cultivators I have seen in my life is not even 10,000 but 8,000. Those of you who are playing tricks on me, if you stick your butts out, I will know what kind of shit you are going to do."

Lao Shi's expression immediately changed slightly, and he said nothing, waiting for Master Zhang to continue.

Zhang Mo said: "Those who practice Poison Technique think they can refine poison pills, right? They are not afraid of the poison being released. First, cheat some food, and then think of a way to catch us and take credit for that Nine Masters, right?" The look in your eyes, this sect master can see right away, it’s all a flaw, no, it’s a flaw!”

"is that so?"

The bull's eyes widened.

The old shit shook his head repeatedly and said: "Sect Master, I am not, I don't have it, don't talk nonsense."

"Really? Really not?"

Zhang Modao.

The old shit said: "It's really not true, Sect Master, you must have evidence for what you say!"

Zhang Mo said disdainfully: "You are a demon cultivator and you are telling me evidence? Are you kidding me?"

The old shit said: "If there is no evidence, then it is slander, Sect Master!"

"slander?"

The smile on Zhang Mo's face became brighter, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll let you see if I'm slandering you!"

Zhang Mo slowly widened his eyes and shouted angrily in his heart.

"Violent murderous intent!"

In an instant, the old shit in front of him and all his demon cultivators began to change.

His eyes flashed red, and he looked at his hands in horror.

"My hand, oh, my hand!"

"Go to hell, you bastard!"

"You still want to be our boss, hand over your food!"

"I'm going to eat you!"

"kill!"

The old shit was the first one to rush forward, and at the same time, a big stinky fart burst out, full of purple smoke.

Ouch, shit.

Really poisonous gas attack!

Zhang Mo covered his mouth and nose and backed away.

Tang Ji and others directly released golden light and rushed forward.

"Oh, you actually fart with me, my sect leader. Beat him, beat him hard!"

Zhang Mo shouted loudly, while looking at the bull's head.

In an instant, Niu Tou's expression became very ugly.

His so-called persuasion now seems like a joke.

Zhang Mo looked at him and said, "Isn't loyalty so unreliable?"

Niutou gritted his teeth and said, "Sect Master, I understand!"

After saying that, he also rushed in.

Zhang Mo was confused, so I sighed casually.

What do you know?