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

Today I told Lao Li and the others a bold idea.

And let them try it.

As a result, none of them dared to experiment.

Isn't it just a cut?

Today's demon cultivators really have no exploratory qualities at all.

You don't even dare to cut a chicken, but you still act like a chicken!

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 6104 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang

The scene was a bit cold for a while.

Not only because Brother Flathead is cold, but mainly because the snow-capped mountains are inherently cold.

The Underworld Bone Demon obviously didn't understand this old joke, and he didn't know how to reply for a while.

The crew-cut brother obviously didn't get the hairstyle he wanted, which was really a bit frustrating.

Then he stared at the Huangquan Bone Demon and said, "Are you from the Yuan Clan?"

The Underworld Bone Demon immediately wanted to reply no, and then told them, in fact, I am your father!

But looking at a bunch of conscious corpses looking at him, the Underworld Bone Demon immediately swallowed back all the words of seeking death.

Damn it, no one told me that the sword tomb of Yuanmen still has the ability to keep the soul alive!

If I had known earlier, they wouldn’t have come!

After a moment of silence, the Underworld Bone Demon could only answer honestly: "Yes!"

Brother Pingtou snorted coldly and said: "You are lying! How can I, a disciple of Yuanmen, master such a demonic cultivation technique as reviving a dead soul? You are clearly lying to me! You are looking for death!"

After saying that, there was a snap, and the Underworld Bone Demon received a slap in the face.

A group of corpse ghosts surrounded the Huangquan Bone Demon again.

Then they put their hands on the Underworld Bone Demon one by one.

Looking at this posture, if there is a slight mistake, he may turn into a shredded chicken, dipped in soy sauce, and make the kids next door cry.

Fortunately, the Underworld Bone Demon is not good at anything else, but his brain is pretty good.

He immediately admitted "honestly": "Yes, he is from the Yuan Sect. Look, these clothes, this beard, this vitality, this smelly feet... No, this skill is from the Yuan Sect!"

Controlling Elder Huoyun's body and releasing his vitality, all the corpses present immediately retreated.

Everything else was fake, and the authentic Yuan Qi of the Yuan Sect could not be obtained in a short while.

The Underworld Bone Demon just breathed a sigh of relief.

Brother Pingtou came up and slapped him again: "A noble Yuanmen disciple actually practices demonic cultivation techniques, he deserves to be slapped!"

The Underworld Bone Demon covered his face and didn't know what to say for a moment. How could he be beaten like this!

It doesn’t work either left or right, right?

With a roll of his eyes, the Underworld Bone Demon replied: "Masters and seniors, people are suffering. The Yuanmen is in trouble, and Demon Zhang is going to kill the Yuanmen. I have no choice but to learn the magic method The cultivation techniques have awakened you all, you must kill Demon Zhang and save the Yuanmen."

The Underworld Bone Demon was afraid that he was not convincing enough, so he simply started rolling on the ground.

If Elder Huo Yun could wake up and see what he was doing, he would probably faint from anger.

"Is there such a thing?"

"Can't bear it!"

"Snowflakes are falling, the north wind is blowing, the sky and the earth are one..."

"Stop singing!"

Brother Flathead kicked away the corpse next to him. It could be seen that even if the sword tomb had the ability to immortalize the soul, some people still had their souls dissipated too much and lost all their wisdom. After being resurrected, they looked like fools.

Touching his chin, Brother Pingtou said: "Yuanmen is in trouble, we have to help!"

The Underworld Bone Demon nodded repeatedly on the ground.

Hehe, I can’t lie to you!

With a loud voice, Brother Pingtou said again: "A mere demon dares to bully our Yuanmen and is seeking death. Kill him. You must kill him. Everyone, let's start!"

As soon as he started speaking, the Underworld Bone Demon jumped up from the ground.

The war is finally about to begin, although the process is a bit...

But that didn't matter. As long as these resurrected corpses killed Demon Zhang in the capital, or even worse, turned the capital into a sea of ​​ruins and fire, he would be satisfied.

The last time, the last time, we have to let the devil Zhang and the Yuanmen completely fight.

Only in this way can he stand up and win this victory.

Jie Jie Jie, Devil Zhang, it's your turn to be unlucky!

"Set off!"

The Underworld Bone Demon pointed towards the small door, but the corpse ghosts behind him walked back slowly.

Then he dug into his hole again and filled it with frozen soil.

The Underworld Bone Demon was confused. What was he doing? What to do? What are you doing?

Didn’t you say you were going to start a war? Why did you crawl back again and play with me? You can't play like this!

The Underworld Bone Demon quickly grabbed Brother Flathead and asked quickly: "You guys are so weird, what are you going to do?"

Brother Pingtou replied: "Of course we wait for the night of the full moon before we go out. Don't you know that the corpses are strongest when they are full of yin energy? Go now, you are not strong enough, you are looking for abuse. . You are the only one who still practices magic skills, so go practice mushrooms!"

The Underworld Bone Demon was scolded and looked confused.

Damn it, what you said makes so much sense, I can’t even refute it!

Looking at Brother Flathead and the others, they all lay back down.

The Underworld Bone Demon scratched his head and calculated carefully.

It's a full moon night, right? It seems like there aren't even a few days left.

Wait, what else can be done?

It’s closer to the north!

…

On the other side, Zhang Da MoTou and others are still actively investigating, striving to really find out the spies.

"Are you a spy?"

"I'm not!"

"I think you are."

"Do you have any evidence?"

"No, but I think you are the next one, come here, knock him out, take him away!"

"Damn, you're so big..."

The review process was very fast and fair.

Anyway, the good-looking ones, the ones with high cultivation, the ones who got angry, the ones who cursed, the ones who refused to speak, etc. were all taken away.

It doesn't matter if you're not a spy. Soon, it will be too late for you to admit it.

When the Heavenly Demon Sect handles affairs, it is called authentic and beautiful!

The Saintess just watched quietly as the entire Yuanmen wailed, and watched familiar figures being taken away by the Heavenly Demon Sect members.

She clenched her fists tightly, but her eyes were very calm. Even many Yuanmen monks cursed angrily when they saw her.

"Holy girl, you are not worthy of being a sect leader. Think of your master and your uncles!"

"Bah, disgusting, disgusting!"

"Yuanmen is dead, Yuanmen is dead!"

The voice faded away, but the saint remained silent.

Zhang Mo at the door also looked at the group of people, lying down and eating melon seeds.

"Sect Master Zhang, there are no cowards in the Yuan Sect, and there is absolutely no chance of a spy!"

"Devil Zhang, even if you insult my sect, I also tell you that there is no way that the Yuan sect will have an undercover agent."

"You can't find out anything. You just deliberately messed with us."

…

Zhang Mo listened to their shouts and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Really? Do you want to bet?"

The Yuanmen monks below laughed and said, "What are you betting on? You can bet on your life if you want."

Zhang Mo chuckled and said, "Okay, I'll bet your lives. If you win, I'll kill you. If you lose, commit suicide!"

After speaking, Zhang Mo waved his hand gently and asked his men to take them away.

A group of people's eyes widened before they reacted.

He immediately cursed angrily: "Demon Zhang, I..."

Zhang Mo picked his ears and pretended he didn't hear anything.

Well, the weather is really nice today!