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

Today, the weather is cloudy.

I was tricked by the devil again, and I was very unhappy.

I decided to find a bad guy and make him even more unhappy.

Others' unhappiness is my happiness.

It’s up to you, righteous old dog!

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 3802 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang

On the hillside of Little Holy Mountain, there is a temporary annex for the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

The courtyard door is closed, and everyone retreats fifty feet away and is not allowed to come near.

Zhang Mo was the only one left in the courtyard. He took a deep breath and started making.

There are dozens of materials required, and the production process is naturally more complicated. But these are all engraved in Zhang Mo's mind.

And once the production started, Zhang Mo felt as if his body was controlled by another person.

Not only is his consciousness concentrated, his skills strong, and his hands flying smoothly, but the light on his body is constantly changing, and the vitality in his body is also fluctuating.

Immediately, Zhang Mo concentrated on the production and didn't pay attention to anything else.

At this time, at the foot of the Little Holy Mountain, a black shadow approached and immediately reached the foot of the mountain at an extremely fast speed.

The visitor thought that his hiding ability was first-class, but unexpectedly, as soon as he approached the foot of the mountain, he directly touched the defensive trap at the foot of the mountain.

In an instant, poisonous smoke floated up, and a group of demon cultivators appeared.

"who is it?"

"What bastard dares to sneak attack on the little holy mountain?"

"Haha, another righteous old dog is looking for death!"

The demon cultivators were eager to try and were about to take action together.

There was indeed a majestic lion's roar in the poisonous smoke. In an instant, the sound shook the mountains and forests, and many demon cultivators were so shocked that their ears and noses bleed and they retreated.

"it's me!"

The visitor stepped out of the poisonous smoke, and the sun shone on his face. He was a mighty and domineering lion demon.

The slash marks on his face have not yet been removed, and after being exposed to the poisonous smoke, there is even a faint green light.

The lion demon with a disheveled beard and thick eyebrows stared around. No demon cultivator dared to look at him.

After a moment, among the demon cultivators of the Heavenly Demon Sect, Deacon Lao Li walked out. Lao Li is considered a senior member of the Tianmo Sect, and his current status is slightly lower than that of Yang Shuo.

The skinny old Li stretched out his hand, cupped his fist and said, "May I ask, which mountaintop are you from? Which one?"

The lion demon said loudly: "Bind your dog eyes and see clearly, I am a soul sect, lion demon!"

As he spoke, the lion demon floated up, three feet above the ground.

Everything else can be faked, but the cultivation of the Dragon Climbing Realm cannot be faked. (Zhang Mo said, what are you talking about?)

Lao Li immediately cupped his fists and bowed: "It turns out to be Lord Lion Demon. Are you here to see the sect master?"

The lion demon said sternly: "Of course I came to see your sect master, otherwise I would have come to see you. Where is your sect master? I want to have a good chat with him."

Upon hearing this, Lao Li still didn't understand that this person was here to cause trouble.

What was reported in the Zhengdao Report spread throughout the Tianmo Sect. Which demon cultivator didn't know that the lion demon sent by the Soul Sect was tricked by the sect leader and almost lost his life.

Okay, now the real owner is here. They wanted to stop it, but they probably couldn't.

Lao Li hurriedly said: "Sir Lion Demon, wait a moment, I will go and inform the sect leader now."

"No need, I'll go find him myself. If any of you dare to stop me again, don't blame me for being rude, hum!"

The lion demon flew away directly.

No one among the demon cultivators below dared to stop him.

If someone from the right way comes here, they will fight hard. But the Lion Demon of Soul Sect is considered to be one of the bosses. The Soul Sect is well-known among demon cultivators, and if you offend the Soul Sect, you will not end well.

Not everyone is as courageous as the sect leader, and the Soul Trapping Sect doesn't even blink an eye.

The lion demon floated directly to the mountainside, and from a distance he could feel strange power surging around him.

He saw the small courtyard belonging to Zhang Mo, and just as he was about to continue approaching, he saw a group of demon cultivators suddenly surrounding him again.

"Who is coming? Come down here!"

The one shouting below was none other than Yang Shuo. Unlike Lao Li, Yang Shuo didn't care who the opponent was, he just grabbed the poisonous crossbow and prepared to shoot the opponent down.

The lion demon ignored Yang Shuo and continued to fly forward. He really didn't believe that any demon cultivator in the Tianmo Sect would dare to attack him.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Yang Shuo led a group of demon cultivators to attack directly.

One after another demonic swords flew up, and at the same time the sound of crossbows was heard.

"Um?"

Black armor suddenly appeared on the lion demon, covering its whole body like fish scales.

Dang, Dang, Dang!

After a series of sounds, the body of the lion demon shook slightly. Then there was a surge of anger.

Damn it, there are actually demon cultivators from the Heavenly Demon Sect who dare to fight against me!

The body was filled with black light, like a meteorite falling to the ground.

boom!

There was an explosion, and the surrounding demon cultivators were knocked down one after another.

The lion demon took another step forward and came directly to Yang Shuo.

Yang Shuo, who was in dizziness, saw a flash of black shadow, and he immediately left the ground.

The lion demon directly grabbed his throat and lifted him up.

The demonic energy in Yang Shuo's body was basically nothing in the eyes of the lion demon. Just when the lion demon was about to speak.

Yang Shuo took out a thunderbolt.

The lion demon immediately threw Yang Shuo away, but the thunderbolt bomb exploded on the spot.

boom!

The lion demon was blown back a few steps. Suddenly his clothes were messy, his hair was spread out, and his body was scorched.

Fortunately, he majored in the Demonic Dragon Scale Technique and had extremely strong defensive capabilities. Otherwise, I would have really suffered a small loss today if I had gone to another Climbing Dragon Realm.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

After saying hello three times, the lion demon was already very angry.

Then he stepped forward and broke Yang Shuo's right arm with one kick, then grabbed Yang Shuo's hair and pulled him up.

"Very loyal! I am a lion demon from the Soul Sect, how dare you stop me?"

The lion demon gritted his teeth and said.

Yang Shuo spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "It turns out it's the Lion Demon, the defeated general. I'm not strong enough, so I admit defeat. If you dare, kill me and see how my sect master repays you!"

When the lion demon heard the word sect master, his expression changed slightly.

He just came here, and he didn't come here to fight against the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

With a slight snort, the lion demon dragged Yang Shuo directly to the front of the small courtyard, stretched out his hand, and directly destroyed the door of the small courtyard.

"Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, I'm here to talk to you!"

The lion demon said loudly.

Then he looked forward intently, only to find that the other party ignored him at all.

At this time, Zhang Mo was sitting on a chair, his hands flying like phantoms. In front of him, a wishing pot half a person's height was about to take shape.

Zhang Mo had a different kind of aura on his body, and the lion demon was stunned for a moment.

This technique, this speed, this momentum all shocked the Lion Demon.

The originally arrogant expression suddenly turned into shock, and the palm of his hand unknowingly let go, and then Yang Shuo in his hand fell to the ground.

Yang Shuo didn't care about his injuries and looked at Zhang Mo.

He was not cultivated enough to see much. The only thing he could understand was Zhang Mo's miraculous technique.

What kind of technique is this to practice such phantom hands, and it seems that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is taking shape in the hands of the sect master!

A top-level skill must be a top-level skill.

If he could learn even a tiny bit of this, he would be able to reach the sky in one step!