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

Love is always there through thousands of rivers and mountains, it won’t work without wearing long johns

Silent and tearful, I felt so miserable for not wearing long johns.

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 4105 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang

Time passed by in a hurry, like a fart that I couldn't hold back.

The war between the Soul Sect and the Yuan Sect is not over yet, and Sect Master Zhang is not idle either.

Every day, Sect Master Zhang Da pays attention to the battle reports between Soul Sect and Yuan Sect.

Not only the Dhamma Pak, but also the Dhamma Pak should be read. Sect Master Zhang also specially sent a group of people to find a way to go to Death Battle Ridge to collect intelligence.

And as much as possible according to his request, gems and other things were arranged somewhere in the Death Battle Ridge, so that Sect Master Zhang could one day see the battle situation with his own eyes.

Judging from what has been collected now, the scene is no different.

But it’s hard to say who can last longer. What made Sect Leader Zhang Da feel even more uneasy.

According to the intelligence, Yuanmen has completely lost his mind and gone crazy.

They have been attacking the Soul Sect despite heavy casualties. Especially the army of the imperial court, who would die without money.

Zhang Mo felt that if the imperial court could stand up and speak, he would definitely tell Yuanmen, "X your uncle!"

If the fight continues like this, I don't know when the Soul Sect and Yuanmen will collapse, and the imperial army will definitely collapse.

Now they have begun to deploy large armies stationed at the border, and even the private armies of various counties have issued orders.

Tsk tsk tsk, it feels like a dying old man calling his son to go home and divide the family property.

After reading this information, Sect Master Zhang suddenly felt an infinite sense of urgency.

According to his own hope, the longer the two sides fight, the better. It is best to maintain a stalemate for twenty or thirty years.

He Zhang Mo will definitely raise his hands to support!

Unfortunately, it backfired.

If the fight continues like this, it will be difficult to decide the outcome.

Zhang Mo felt a little headache, didn't this worry him? It makes this sect master lose his appetite.

Hey, forget it, let’s think about it after eating this elbow.

As the saying goes, tear it apart three times!

(This means that you have to tear the elbow into at least three parts before eating it!)

After lunch, Zhang Mo didn't have time to take a nap.

The world is in such turmoil and the people are uneasy.

How could he, the majestic leader of the Zhang family, not make any moves?

That must be there!

So Sect Leader Zhang Da decided to go out for a walk to eat.

After walking all the way to the backyard, Zhang Mo felt a little better when he looked at the new pot in front of him.

The new pot this time took Zhang Mo a lot of energy, and he also used a lot of black ore dug from the Void Realm Mansion.

After purifying it with Dian Cang Jie, Zhang Mo got an ore that was very strong, could prevent vitality, draw magic seals, and had certain self-healing capabilities.

Zhang Mo named it Hu Shi!

Relying on this thing, Zhang Mo broke through the original shackles and completed a new generation of big pot.

This pot is the largest pot Zhang Mo has ever made. It is three feet tall and four feet tall, and is as thick as fifty people surrounding it. It is completely black and has dozens of spouts, all of which are as sharp as thorns. If you want to start a fight, you can directly pierce the city wall.

In order to improve the pot's attack and defense capabilities, Zhang Mo also specially made a large lid for the pot. It's like rocks pressing on the top, with lava iron chains hanging down on both sides.

After Zhang Mo's careful calculation, Dahu came to life and stretched out his arm. It will just pass through these two iron chains, and then with a little force, the spikes on the iron chains will pop out and plunge into Da Ke's arm. Then the lid will split into two halves from the edge, with one half becoming a large round shield and the other side being a curved giant blade.

As long as Dahu wields these two things during the battle, he will kill the gods when he sees them, and he will kill the devils when he sees them!

Zhang Mo didn't have high expectations for this pot. He would be satisfied if it could barely defeat a person in the Overlord Realm.

Otherwise, it would have been a waste of so many days of production and so many good materials.

After patting the body of the pot, Zhang Mo planned to put something into the pot. According to his plan, this pot should be his life-saving pot from now on.

It must be more reliable than its subordinates, more powerful than thugs, more powerful than the enemy, and must be able to execute some orders and escape first-rately.

Completing so many abilities is certainly not something that can be accomplished overnight.

Zhang Mo looked at his masterpiece and admired it.

If my sect master can no longer survive as a demon cultivator, he can still sell pots.

It's just that the customer might be beaten to death, but that's none of my business!

After leaving the backyard, Zhang Mo was about to go back and take a nap. Suddenly, I saw Yang Shuo and Lao Li running towards me.

"Sect Master! Big news!"

"Sect Master, what great news!"

Just by looking at the expressions of the two of them, you could tell that something terrible must have happened.

Zhang Mo quickly waved his hand: "Let's chat in the main hall!"

Quickly, the three of them walked back to the main hall. As soon as Zhang Mo sat down, Lao Li took the lead and took out a letter: "The news from the front line, Hei Pao worked hard to get it. Sect Master, Yuanmen may lose!"

Hearing this, Zhang Mo immediately became excited.

Didn't he fight well? He was attacking like crazy. Why did he suddenly lose?

Oh, Xiao Yuanmen, you have to hold on.

If you do this, this sect leader will be a little panicked!

"what's the situation?"

Zhang Mo took the letter and looked at it carefully.

Apart from anything else, the calligraphy in Heipao was really good, but the more he read, the more frightened Zhang Mo became.

"The leader of Yuanmen led the great elder Mu Tian to make a surprise attack on Weilong Mountain. It is more than 90% likely that the leader of the Soul Sect would retreat here. Half a day later, Weilong Mountain shined brightly, with a strange black and purple light. The great elder of Yuanmen, Mutian, was on the spot He is dead, and the leader of the Yuan Sect is not sure whether he is alive or dead. The Ling army has lost its heart in fighting to the death and will collapse soon. Please make a decision soon, sect master!"

Zhang Mo opened his mouth slightly.

Yang Shuo and Lao Li also looked extremely ugly. It can be said that this is the worst result for the Tianmo Sect.

Even if Yuanmen wins a great victory, they will not be so nervous.

Zhang Mo returned the letter to Lao Li and asked softly: "Well, is it possible for us to reconcile with the Soul Sect?"

Lao Li and Yang Shuo immediately widened their eyes and said, "Sect Master, you are crazy!"

"Sect Master, you have forgotten about the Moon Demon!"

Zhang Mo said with an innocent face: "Can you explain the Moon Demon thing? Do you think the Soul Sect will talk to us?"

Yang Shuo replied: "Sect Master, we can all talk. But maybe you just can't. If we go to talk, it's just a change of hills. Maybe we should do whatever we should do. But what you said, ahem, I'm not polite. . Sect Master, you are still scolding the Sect Master of the Soul Sect for selling his butt, he might ask you to perform for him in public when he falls."

Zhang Mo immediately touched his butt, and then gritted his teeth and said: "Then there's no need to talk about it. Damn Soul Sect, why are you so strong? You have to fight in this battle to defend and counterattack!"

At this time, Yang Shuo handed over another letter and said: "Sect Master, there is another letter, written for you. A letter from an old friend!"