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

I saw the newspaper touting my sect leader as a "talented man"!

Oops, that’s ridiculous, that’s ridiculous!

With this level of education, this sect leader is not a talented person.

This sect leader is a master!

Just kidding, this sect leader has been a master for several days!

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 5767 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang

Feng Nanqi’s hair will stand up.

Filled with rage, her eyes began to turn red.

The monk below did not dare to say more.

What he said just now can be regarded as risking his life to remonstrate.

In the midst of silence, someone suddenly ran in.

"Report, a letter from the Tianshen Sect!"

I heard that the Tianshen Sect actually dared to reply.

Feng Nan stepped forward and took the letter.

The other monks stretched their necks to watch.

"Is it a declaration of war?"

"It should be."

"It's such a big piece of paper, it seems like the other person wrote very long!"

“The more words there are, the weaker the heart becomes.”

"Yes, that makes sense!"

…

Feng Nan looked at the words above, his eyes slowly bulging out.

After finally seeing everything clearly, Feng Nan's vitality turned into a torrent and broke through the roof!

"Moxiu, you are looking for death!"

Feng Nan's vitality exploded, causing everyone around him to retreat and press against the wall.

For a moment, Feng Nan's body shook violently, and then blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, Feng Nan shook violently and almost fell to the ground.

"grown ups!"

"Master Feng!"

Several warriors with quick eyesight and quick hands quickly stepped forward to support Feng Nan.

At this time, they could finally see with their own eyes the letter of challenge in Feng Nan's hand.

Everyone looked horrified!

Others also stepped forward and surrounded Feng Nan.

"My lord, please don't be angry!"

"Sir, this is all a treacherous plan of the other side, a treacherous plan!"

"Sir, it's important to take care of yourself."

Gritting his teeth, Feng Nan said: "You two take me to the dungeon, and the others are not allowed to follow!"

"Yes, sir!"

Several warriors supported Feng Nan and left quickly.

When he reached the door, Feng Nan threw away the paper in his hand.

The other monks watched Feng Nan walk away, then hurriedly swarmed over and picked up the paper.

After they read the words above, they looked at each other.

"You did it on purpose!"

"It must be intentional. Children can write better than this."

"The strategy to attack the heart is to attack the heart!"

"The demon cultivators of the Tianshen Sect are really despicable, using such despicable means."

"Demon cultivators must use despicable means. But you have to accept it. The other party is very smart. Just a few words can hurt adults. This level is amazing!"

"This is what I came up with after thorough research by Master Feng. It seems chaotic, but in fact every word is heart-breaking!"

"Treacherous demon, despicable demon cultivator!"

"It seems we have to be more careful."

"If we continue to recruit people, at this level of magic, we may not have enough people!"

"That's right, let's call people again. The monks from Nanzhou, Beizhou, and Xizhou, except for the adults who stayed behind to guard, will all come over!"

…

Here, Feng Nan quickly arrived at the dungeon.

He waved his hand to move away, and then walked into the dungeon.

The dungeon here was originally used to hold some prisoners for lynching.

Now it has been completely renovated, leaving only a huge space for a beast.

Water unicorn!

When Feng Nan arrived, Shui Qilin did not get up, but only opened his lantern-sized eyes.

His blue eyes stared at Feng Nan with a chill.

Feng Nan walked up to Shui Qilin and said, "I got angry and hurt my body, please help me heal."

After finishing speaking, Shui Qilin did not respond.

Feng Nan went up and kicked Shui Qilin in the eyes.

Feng Nan said loudly: "Don't let me use the token. You evil beast!"

With that said, Feng Nan took out the token from his arms.

It was a palm-sized iron token, and it looked no different from other tokens.

But after Shui Qilin saw the token, he showed a look of extreme fear.

Then, the water unicorn opened its mouth and spit out a stream of white water, which wrapped around Feng Nan's body like a living creature.

Quickly, Feng Nan's aura began to return to normal.

In less than ten breaths, the wounds caused by anger were completely healed.

"Very good, very well-behaved!"

Feng Nan nodded with satisfaction.

Looking at the water unicorn, Feng Nan said: "Help me get Dongzhou back this time. I will report it to the sect master and reduce your sentence of ten years."

Shui Qilin seemed not to have heard anything. He ignored Feng Nan and slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing it look like this, Feng Nan couldn't help but snorted again.

"I don't know how to praise!"

With a loud voice, Feng Nan finally said: "I'll give you a day's rest, and come with me to Dongzhou City tomorrow. I can't stand that demon cultivator anymore. Even if I fight alone, I will kill him first!"

Feng Nan clenched his fists, his murderous intent determined.

…

The next day.

Sect Master Zhang was too lazy to sleep, so early in the morning Tang Ji started knocking on the door like crazy again.

"Urgent, urgent, urgent, urgent!"

Sect Master Zhang was very angry. Ever since I came to this poor place like Wan Guo, I haven't slept for a few days.

How is this possible?

Sect Master Zhang stood at the door and yelled at Tang Ji.

"You have disrupted my sect leader's work and rest time. Do you know that I am bald? If this sect leader becomes bald like an old man in the future, and there are not even a few hairs left, then the hair is still useful. It is better to commit suicide. ! Oops, you’re here too, Old Bald.”

Lao Bald stood at the door and listened to the words of Sect Master Zhang D. He shook his hair and said, "Sect Master, I didn't hear anything!"

Zhang Mo nodded and said: "I didn't hear you, that's fine. Then I'll say a few more words..."

"Okay, Sect Master, there's something, something urgent. Someone is coming from the shrine!"

Tangji exclaimed in shock.

Zhang Mo picked his nose when he heard this and said: "There are people from the palace? Are they here to support? Isn't this a good thing? There are more people taking the blame... No, there are more people helping. Why do you seem unhappy? What a look!"

Zhang Mo patted Tang Ji on the shoulder after digging.

Tang Ji seemed to have heard the word "taking the blame", and there was also a "again". Why did he say "again"?

But at this time, Tangji had no time to care about this.

Hurrying, Tang Ji said: "Sect Master, he is here to support you. But there is something wrong with this person!"

"What's the problem? Oh, don't always focus on other people's shortcomings. Even if you are disabled, even if you are bald and hairless, if your scalp can catch the moonlight at night, monkeys won't fish for the moon in water, just fish on his forehead. You have to respect others, right? You’re right, old bald man!”

The old man blinked, feeling something was not right.

The words were nice, but something felt wrong.

So Lao Bald turned his head and looked to the other side and said, "I didn't hear it."

Tang Ji said: "Does brain damage count as a disability?"

Zhang Mo was silent for a while after hearing this, and then asked: "You can reach a high position even if you are mentally retarded in the palace!"

Tang Ji immediately felt that he had also been scolded, coughed twice, and then said: "It's just a metaphor. This person is called Guo Quan, and he is known as Guo Fangbian. He has a bad temper and a bad mouth. How can the shrine treat him like this? A bad guy has been sent here, Sect Master, tell me what to do!"