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

To achieve great things, you need luck, luck, damn luck!

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 5 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang

The roar subsided and the dust and smoke dispersed.

After waiting for a long time, the pain did not come.

Zhang Mo slowly opened one eye first to make sure he was still alive.

If the ghost who came to pick him up was not a bull-headed horse-faced man, he would not agree. After all, he died as the sect leader. Ordinary ghosts have no cards.

When I opened my eyes, it seemed that this was not the underworld.

There shouldn't be such a beautiful moon in the underworld.

The moonlight was gentle, Zhang Mo opened his eyes again, but could not move any other part of his body. I could only look up at the sky.

Uh, where's the roof?

The situation seemed completely different from what he thought, and he seemed to miraculously survived.

Wait, why does it feel like there is nothing under my feet?

He can't be in the air!

When Zhang Mo was confirming his status, he was in the bamboo forest not far away at the foot of the mountain.

A man's extremely sad voice came.

"Devil, you kill my master and destroy my senior brother. I, Xiao Long, swear on my blood that one day I will spit on your flesh and crush your bones into ashes!"

The sound shook the sky, and the echoes floated around.

Zhang Mo couldn't move even if he raised his neck. He wanted to see who was swearing the oath and what he looked like.

Wait, isn't he the devil this person is talking about?

Zhang Mo reacted quite quickly, but the remaining decent warriors below saw Zhang Mo sitting on the chair without even turning their heads, and their hearts suddenly became a little colder.

"Too outrageous!"

"He actually underestimated me so much!"

"Damn it, he doesn't even bother to look at us. Devil, I must kill you!"

"Let's go quickly. In his eyes right now, we are all like ants. If he changes his mind later, we won't be able to leave."

"Hold Xiaoran, let's go!"

The last few decent warriors left quickly, fearing that the demon hanging in mid-air would suddenly turn its head.

After they left, the little demon cultivators who escaped from the Little Holy Mountain also stared at Zhang Mo.

"Good fellow, what is the origin of this sect leader that Mr. Zhao brought back this time?"

"Who knows, but standing like this in the air, his cultivation level is at least in the Dragon Climbing realm."

"Brother, what is the Dragon Climbing Realm?"

"I don't understand this. After three refinements in the mortal realm, there is the martial realm, and after three spiritual realms, there is the dragon climb. If you want to stand in the air, you must at least be in the final state of the three realms of the dragon climb, the state of Dzogchen. Tsk, tsk, etc. The strength is enough to dominate one side.”

"That means our new sect master is a big guy!"

"It's not just thighs, it's just thighs!"

"Well, although I didn't understand what you said, brother, I understand what you meant."

Everyone whispered, originally they thought they were dead this time. After all, all the real masters in the sect were dead. The remaining people could not escape or leave, they were just waiting to die.

But now, it seems that there is still a way to survive. The new sect master is so powerful that he may really be able to change the situation of the war. No matter how bad you are, you can still give it a try with the righteous hypocrites.

Immediately, many people walked towards Zhang Mo. The new sect leader has just succeeded to the throne and has just established his authority. Isn't this the best time to swear allegiance.

Although these old, weak, sick and disabled people are not strong enough, their brains are still good, otherwise they would not be alive now.

Looking at the actions of the others, they all knew that everyone had the same idea. The next moment, the group of people rushed towards Zhang Mo's direction, regardless of whether the small holy mountain that had just collapsed would continue to collapse.

"Sect Master, you are so powerful that I knew the Heavenly Demon Sect would never die. You are the real reincarnation of the Demon God. I am willing to die for you even if I die for you."

Suddenly, among the demon cultivators, a guy who looked like a hozen, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks jumped up, using his hands and feet, rolling and crawling, and kept shouting.

"Damn monkey, he wants to take the credit again."

"What a bitch, he has been shouting surrender every day these past few days. Now he actually wants to be the first one to pledge allegiance!"

"Stop him, don't let this damn monkey take first place."

"Dead monkey, stop!"

…

Here, in mid-air, Zhang Moze felt that it was time for him to come down.

His feet were obviously hanging in the air, and Zhang Mo was not sure how high he was floating.

Thoughts were racing in his mind, and he could probably guess what happened now.

The small holy mountain exploded, the ground collapsed, and the palace was destroyed, but miraculously it did not kill him.

And he activated the garbage ability and was as motionless as a mountain.

Once this move is used, he will be forced to stay in place, unable to move, and even the chair held down by his fingers cannot move.

The most terrifying thing is that his immobility can actually continue without the ground under his feet, causing him to sit in the air now.

Now, the key point is how high he is from the ground. If the small holy mountain collapses so much after the explosion that it is several feet high from him now, then will he fall to his death on the spot if he touches it and becomes immovable like a mountain?

Most likely!

After Zhang Mo thought about it, I'm afraid there is only one method that can be used now.

That is to first disable the Immovable Mountain, and then turn on the Immovable Mountain when it is about to land.

As long as the timing is good, it can be done without injury.

The more Zhang Mo thought about it, the more he felt that this was the only way to be more reliable. This garbage ability can be used by him as a buffer for landing, which is already a good use of garbage.

With a firm mind, Zhang Mo was almost ready when he suddenly heard shouts coming from far away.

somebody is coming? That needs to be done quickly.

Immovable as a mountain, lifted.

With a thought, the ability is released.

In an instant, the iron and stone seat beneath him fell first, followed by Zhang Mo.

He lowered his head and took a quick look. It was indeed very high. Fortunately, he was smart and thought of this method.

Oops, why is there someone down there? You idiot, hide away!

Directly below, there was the demon cultivator rushing towards him, Sun Yixun, known as the Dead Monkey.

He rushed to Zhang Mo and knelt down directly, calling the devil and kowtowing repeatedly.

He thought that by doing this, he would win Zhang Mo's favor, but unexpectedly the iron stone chair fell down the next moment.

The dead monkey suddenly raised his head, and the iron stone seat turned into a black shadow and hit him directly.

Zhang Mo, on the other hand, activated Immovable Mountain again at this last moment.

The body suddenly stopped, and with a bang, sand and dust flew everywhere below, flying at any time.

Zhang Mo just lowered his head and looked under the iron stone seat, where blood was slowly flowing out.

Ugh, it killed someone!

This is none of my business, he wants to die by kneeling under me.

Zhang Mo quickly fell down and stretched out his hand to pull the person out. The dead monkey seemed to still be breathing. Zhang Mo quickly supported him and asked him to speak.

Unfortunately, the other person's neck seemed to be broken and limp, his head was a little unstable, and he opened his mouth a few times but didn't know what he was saying.

Zhang Mo grabbed his clothes with one hand and held his neck with the other, letting him calm down and say his last words.

It's a pity that the other party didn't take his last breath. He stared at Zhang Mo and died like this.

Immediately, other demon cultivators arrived one after another.

The scene they saw made them shudder.

Sun Houhou's body was in tatters and dripping with blood.

The new sect leader pinched his neck like a chicken and looked at everything indifferently.

Although I didn’t say a word, I already told you with silent words.

What does it mean to be ruthless and murderous!

Everyone immediately knelt down, not daring to express their anger.

Zhang Mo looked around blankly, not knowing how to explain.

His hand couldn't help but loosen, and bang, the body of the dead monkey fell to the ground.

The pair of eyes filled with fear and unwillingness frightened everyone even more.

The new sect leader is so cruel, this is the real devil!