Chapter 18 Devouring magic power I don't want to write in my diary today, I'm in a bad mood, and I lost five rounds in a row at mahjong.
The bastards from the Holy Word looked bad at me and spread rumors that I was going to eat people again.
When have I ever eaten someone?
Don't you want to put a shit basin on my head? Besides, human flesh doesn’t taste good at all.
——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 960-[-] of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang "The old dog of the sect, Mu Chenxing, has been executed. The others are waiting, why don't you surrender quickly!"
"Hahahaha, righteous coalition forces, your leader Mu Chenxing has died in the hands of my lord!"
"Get the body and see clearly, this is your fate!"
As Yang Shuo and others threw Mu Chenxing's body to the righteous coalition forces.
In an instant, the warriors of the Righteous Alliance retreated one after another.
They didn't believe it at first. Mu Chenxing's body was almost burned beyond recognition.
Regardless of their feelings or the situation of the war, they didn't want to believe that this was Mu Chenxing.
But the next moment, Yang Shuo and others threw Mu Chenxing's Alliance Forces, it’s no use if you don’t believe it.
"What a suzerain!"
"The sect master has ascended to heaven, demon cultivator, I will fight with you!"
"Evacuate, everyone, retreat. Take the sect leader's body and we retreat!"
"Oh my god, old devil from the Heavenly Demon Sect, my sect will have to recover this blood debt sooner or later!"
Morale was completely lost, eyes filled with despair and terror.
Even Mu Chenxing is dead, how can other righteous warriors still have the courage to continue fighting.
As the leader of the Qingjun Righteous Alliance, Mu Chenxing's death undoubtedly had a huge of all, this battle is completely unwinnable.
The momentum has collapsed and we can only evacuate.
He even had to be chased more than ten miles away by demonic cultivators, leaving his helmet and armor behind.
The righteous coalition forces suffered heavy casualties in this battle, and even the masters sent by the imperial court almost never came back.
The demonic cultivators really won a great victory that night. I am afraid that this is the first time that the demonic cultivators in Qingjun have won a great victory since the imperial court announced the war to exterminate demons.
Cheers and shouts rang throughout the the room, Zhang Mo, who didn't even have a quilt left, was so noisy that he couldn't sleep.
Hey, if I had known this, I would have saved something.
There are no quilts, and the bare bed is really hard to sleep on. Uh, it's also cold, sneeze!
……
The next day is dawn.
Zhang Mo got up with a tired look on his face. This time he sat in the courtyard early without waiting for anyone else to come to serve him.
Not long after, shouts came from outside.
The door was gently pushed open, and Yang Shuo and others quickly came to the yard.
Seeing that Zhang Mo had already sat down, all the demon cultivators knelt on one knee and saluted.
"I have seen the Sect Master!"
Zhang Mo nodded lightly and waved again, and the group of people just stood next to him.
Before Zhang Mo could say anything else, Yang Shuo immediately waved his hand and had several large boxes brought in.
"Sir Sect Leader, according to your arrangement last night, we completely defeated the righteous old dogs. This is the spoils of last night."
The big box was opened, and inside there were various weapons, armors, techniques, treasures and the like.
Zhang Mo is not interested in any of this. He just wants to have breakfast now.
After a long night of tossing, Zhang Mo had no energy at all and just wanted to have something hot to drink.
He waved his hand impatiently and said, "It's time to share, get me something to eat."
Upon hearing this, Yang Shuo's expression changed looked happy. It seemed that their new sect leader was a generous boss and would not steal any trophies from them.
"Is there anything else?" Zhang Mo raised his eyes and asked.
Everyone could tell that Zhang Mo was not in a good mood right now.
Yang Shuo quickly stood up and said: "It's okay, I'll go and sort out the battlefield immediately."
Everyone left one after another, and after closing the door, Yang Shuo looked at the boxes that were about to be carried away and said, "Wait a minute!"
Everyone looked at Yang Shuo in confusion and said, "Deacon Yang? How many items do you want to pick first?"
Yang Shuo put his hands behind his back and said, "Stupid, didn't you hear what the sect leader just said?"
The other demon cultivators looked at each other in confusion and said in complete confusion: "I heard it, the sect master said, let us divide these trophies."
"stupid!"
Yang Shuo raised his eyebrows and said: "The original words of the sect leader were, divide it up, get me something to eat. I still don't understand what this means. The sect leader fought fiercely with the old dog of the Zhengyi sect last night. It must have consumed a lot of money, and his old man's It means to take out the edible things among these things, break them down and make them into dishes, and then serve them to him. Do you understand?"
The other demonic cultivators suddenly realized: "So that's it. That means that the demonic skills practiced by the sect leader are actually of the swallowing type."
Yang Shuo glared and said: "Don't make blind guesses, it may be, it may not be. In short, follow the instructions of the sect leader. Hurry and go!"
"Yes Yes Yes."
All the demon cultivators left was a lot of discussion at the same time.
The ability to swallow demons is not uncommon among demon type of magic skill focuses on eating. It is said that after practicing to a certain level, you can eat iron, stone, crystal soul, and everything.
Everyone was originally curious as to what kind of magic skill the sect leader practiced to be so the old dog of Zhengyi Sect is no match.
Now that I heard Yang Shuo's analysis, I guessed it right away.
For this reason, there are still people who want to confirm it.
Half an hour later, Zhang Mo finally had today's breakfast.
"Uh, why does the porridge feel like sand? Is the cook who usually cooks for me dead?"
Zhang Mo didn't care either. He didn't know that the magic cultivators had ground the treasures with a certain vitality into powder and added them to the porridge.
The demon cultivator who was serving him entered Zhang Mo's house in the name of cleaning the room.
Seeing that it was almost empty, the demon cultivator confirmed at that time that the sect leader was indeed practicing the demon-devouring technique.
Without daring to say a word, I quickly made new things for the room.
Zhang Mo watched the new things being moved into the room without asking any questions.
No one asked what was going on, so how could he possibly explain 's best if you don't ask, and everyone will worry less if you don't ask.
Sitting on the chair, Zhang Mo took a nap.
There is only one thing in his mind now, and that is what to do in the future.
With the Soul Chasing Mark on my body, I can't it be that for the rest of the time, we can only wait for death in the Little Holy Mountain? But if he leaves the Little Holy Mountain, he will definitely die faster.
Forget it, let's take a step at a time.
For the time being, he can only stay here and continue to be his sect least here, if Zhengdao wants to kill him, it will take some effort.
It's still important to save your life first.
While thinking about it, Zhang Mo quickly fell asleep.
And within the entire Heavenly Demon Sect, the news that their new sect leader practiced the magic of swallowing demons became more and more evil.
"Our sect leader must have mastered the magic of swallowing demons to the extreme. Did you hear that? He even ate the quilt."
"More than that, the bronze mirrors are all gone. This has reached the point of eating iron and stone raw."
"I heard that the boss who practices the magic devouring skill likes to eat people in the end. Eating people increases the amount of magic energy the most."
"Tsk, tsk, it seems that when we encounter righteous old dogs in the future, we should try our best to keep them alive. They are all the boss's rations!"
"Yes, just eat those righteous old dogs and don't eat us."
(End of this chapter)