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

There was a poison gas leak in the sect today.

This sect leader has repeatedly emphasized that the more demonic the sect is, the more security work must be strengthened.

Several demon cultivators were poisoned.

Fortunately, Wuxiaodan struggled to save her.

They finally saved the whole body!

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 4328 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang

Xiong Wudi and Miaoli both applauded gently.

Both of them were shocked. It turned out that the cultural level of the sect leader was so "high"!

Eye-opener!

Zhang Mo took back the pen and ink with satisfaction. Today's poem is very powerful. It can be sold to Mr. Yunshan for at least three thousand taels.

Just as he was talking, Bai Mian ran over quickly.

"Elder, something happened!"

Bai Mian ran up to him and suddenly found Zhang Mo there. He quickly saluted again and said, "I've met the sect leader."

Zhang Mo frowned and asked: "What happened? What else could happen here? Is there someone who is disobedient to discipline? Let me tell you, when dealing with such disobedient people, you have to shave them, the front and the back." You have to cut off all the rebellious branches. If a person doesn't repair it, he won't be able to grow straight. If a small tree isn't repaired, it will always need to be beaten. If you don't pay attention, he will kick your toilet door open. I don’t care if you’ve finished it…”

Bai Mian listened and opened his mouth slightly.

What is the sect leader talking about? Why so excited.

By the way, what do I want to report?

Being interrupted by the sect master, I couldn't remember it.

Bai Mian was stunned for a while, and then he remembered something important.

He hurriedly said: "Sect Master, Elder, there was a yellow figure just now. He passed through several large formations and traps with just one brush. Even Xiao Huantian couldn't control him. Now this yellow figure is heading straight to Weilong Mountain. Go to the top of the mountain!"

"What? How could such a thing happen!"

"Does the Soul Sect still have experts who are coming to rescue the Soul Sect leader?"

Xiong Wudi and Miaoli were immediately shocked.

Zhang Mo didn't sound right.

He asked softly: "Wait a minute, does the yellow figure you just mentioned look like a person from a distance and a tree from a close look? If you look closely, you will see that he is neither a person nor a tree."

Bai Mian nodded repeatedly when he heard the words: "Yes, yes, yes. Master, you are really clever. Have you already known who came to save the master of the Soul Sect? What kind of demon is he? A tree demon?"

Zhang Mo glared and said, "He is the eldest son of our sect leader, a naughty little sapling, Xiao Huang!"

"Little...Huang?"

"What a big boy?"

Xiong Wudi and Miaoli were both shocked.

In just a few months, the sect leader has a son? Still called Xiao Huang? Does it still look like a tree?

Isn't that child's biological mother...

Xiong Wudi didn't dare to think about it anymore. The image of a hole in the tree was so perverted that he didn't even dare to mention it!

Miaoli only had two words in her heart.

"Awesome!"

The sect master is the sect master, and most people dare not fathom this taste.

But what is the production process of this thing?

Miaoli felt that she had missed a lot!

This kind of thing may not happen once in thousands of years. What a pity!

Bai Mian looked at Zhang Mo and said with trembling lips: "Sect Master, do you mean that the person who just passed by was his mother... Young Master?"

Zhang Mo pointed at Bai Mian and said: "I know you are very excited, but don't fucking say in front of this sect leader that you fucking understand without you."

Bai Mian nodded repeatedly, and then said softly: "Sect Master, how are you going to deal with it? Don't you care?"

Zhang Mo glared and said, "No matter what, why don't you care? Didn't you listen to what my sect leader just said? Xiaoshu needs a beating if he doesn't cultivate. Send a few demon cultivators up there to catch him and bring him here. Today my sect leader is going to Teach him a lesson and let him know that humans still have the cruel punishment of burning firewood, go!"

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Bai Mian left quickly.

Zhang Mo turned to look at Miao Li and Xiong Wudi. Seeing their strange expressions and lewd eyes, he knew that these two people must be thinking about something wrong.

"Ahem, this sect is mainly telling you. In fact, this little yellow is grown. Do you believe it?"

Xiong Wudi nodded repeatedly and said, "I believe in you, Sect Master. I believe whatever you say."

Miaoli also followed: "Sect Master, no explanation, a tough life does not need explanation."

Zhang Mo nodded. Fortunately, his subordinates could still listen to people's words.

At this time, Xiong Wudi and Miaoli took a few steps back, making gestures with their eyes.

"The child is so miserable!"

"Yes, according to the sect leader, dump it as soon as you're done with it."

"Yes, it was planted. Look at this word, it's a real demon cultivator!"

"How about I say he is a big devil!"

…

This way, Weilong Mountain.

Golden Tree Xiao Huang has arrived outside Qingtian Tower.

Clouds and mist gather here, and the breeze blows slowly.

Against the backdrop of clouds and mist, the Qingtian Tower looks like a tower in the clouds, a secret realm of immortality.

Xiao Huang looked around and saw no one in the tower.

"Where's the big devil? Didn't it say there's a big devil trapped here?"

Xiao Huang was not afraid at all.

Just kidding, he has grown up among demons since he was born.

What kind of devil can he be afraid of!

He only learned one sentence from Lao Li.

The bigger the devil is, the less money he has.

Translated, the less bad the money, the bigger the devil.

To make money, you must make money.

My dad is so stingy that he won’t even part with a small amount of money.

I have to find it myself!

Big devil, where are you?

Xiao Huang went straight into the tower and just arrived at the door.

It felt like an invisible wall was blocking his steps.

Ouch?

There is a secret realm, the same secret realm as my father’s pot refining!

Xiao Huang stretched out his hand, suddenly released a small branch from between his fingers, and then got in bit by bit.

"It's pretty hard!"

Xiao Huang grinned and spat out the black wind leaves in his mouth.

Then with all his strength, a small crack began to slowly open in front of him.

When the crack is about a finger wide and an inch long.

Suddenly, Xiao Huang's whole body turned into a small branch and got directly into it.

After twisting a few times like a noodle, it passed through the small gap.

There was a riot of colors in front of him, and after being distorted for a while.

Xiao Huang finally landed, and then the branches stretched again and returned to their normal appearance.

Then he took out the hidden black wind leaf from the hole behind his buttocks, slashed it hard on his body, and lit it on the spot.

Take a deep sip and puff out the clouds.

It's just a secret place, but you still want to block this young master, just dream!

Looking around, it turned out to be a broken space.

Except for the pale walls and floor, there were completely dark cracks.

Looking further forward, a figure was sitting upright.

The black clothes are like ink, and there is no breath at all.

Beside him, a group of black light and a group of white light were constantly colliding and trying to make contact.

Is this practicing?

Xiao Huang couldn't understand it, but that didn't mean he didn't dare to get close.

Big devil, where is your money?