Reborn as a crazy female disciple of the God who killed his wife three times

“Escape. We can’t escape.”

As soon as Li Mo said this, the whole place was in an uproar. Everyone looked at each other in horror, and some people began to shout - "What should we do? Are we going to die waiting here? No, find a way to quickly notify the people outside and ask them to come and save us!"

The magic array was the same as last time, and outsiders could not get in. Li Mo and the others were like trapped beasts.

"You can wait here for others to rescue you, and pray that you will not become a corpse in the mouth of the demon dragon, or a ghost in the sacrifice formation." Li Mo said lightly, "Ye Xugu dared to cast the formation under the nose of Qinghua Zhenjun, the head of the Wentian Sect, so he must have made all the preparations. It is basically difficult to wait for rescue in a short time. We can't get out, so we can only save ourselves."

Li Mo was able to come in because she was above the center of the formation and could enter, but people outside were blocked by the walls of the formation.

Everyone was in a panic, and some people even started running around and stopped following them, but the disciples of the Wentian Sect did not move.

Tong Xueming looked at Li Mo seriously and said, "Senior Sister Mu, what do you want to do? We will listen to you."

The people of Wentian Sect unconsciously developed trust in Limo and believed in her deeply. From the moment Limo fell from the sky, they were very moved and were willing to immediately put their lives in Limo's hands.

Because they knew that Li Mo could obviously stay in the sky safely, or find an opportunity to leave the magic formation, but she descended without hesitation. She was not from the Hundred Flowers Divine Abyss, so she did not need to sacrifice her life for it. They believed that if it were not for them, a group of disciples from the Wentian Sect, she would not have entered the formation.

How could they be unwilling to entrust their lives to this?

Li Mo pointed the red sword "Yanluan" at the golden secret realm in the center of the gray sky array - "We can't get out, so let's go in. Go into that fairyland."

"Fairyland?!" someone screamed, "It's the center of the formation, and it's been being sucked and swallowed by the black dragon. If we go in, we'll die sooner or later. What's the difference between that and being outside?"

"No, you will die faster outside. There is still a glimmer of hope inside. There may be a passage or underground palace in the secret realm. That is an opportunity. If you believe I want to take a gamble, then follow me in."

The disciples of the Demon Exorcist Hall followed Li Mo without saying a word. They were calm and silent, showing their complete trust in Li Mo. These people separated the main group, and the young monk followed at the end. For some reason, the young monk was willing to gamble his life with Li Mo the first time he saw her.

The hesitant people fell behind, looking at each other, and seeing the doubt, hesitation and timidity in each other's eyes, but they also hurried to catch up...

Li Mo first flew up to the entrance of the fairyland in the sky, condensed his Qi into the sword, and the sword light was like a red cloud that reflected half of the sky red, shaking up countless waves of sword Qi - some cultivators from small sects couldn't help but gasp when they saw it, saying: "What a strong, such a strong sword Qi..."

The disciples of Wentian Sect raised their heads, bathed in the red light that illuminated their faces, and in their hearts they felt endless pride - yes, this was the sword cultivator of our Wentian Sect, Senior Sister Li Mo from Ducang Peak, the disciple of Mu Jianfei, the number one man in the world.

The sword energy chopped on the boundary wall, and the heaven and earth shook violently. After three strikes, a crack was cut in the barrier of the fairyland, which was large enough for two or three people to pass through. Li Mo put away his sword and said to everyone, "You go first, and I will cover the rear."

The disciples of Wentian Sect went in without hesitation. Tong Xueming was even the first to lead the way. The little monk stood at the entrance and looked, then looked back outside, and finally followed in. There were more than a dozen people from other sects behind them. Li Mo also stood silently at the door and did not stop them. A few people came in one after another, until half a quarter of an hour later when no one came, she went in. After she went in, the fairyland barrier slowly closed again.

The advanced Tong Xueming felt his eyes suddenly brighten, without the dark oppression of the magic array - he didn't expect that the spiritual energy here was still so rich, without a trace of demonic energy, which formed a sharp contrast with the situation outside. People's eyes lit up, thinking that Li Mo's judgment was correct, at least here they could still struggle to survive for a while and would not be swallowed up immediately.

Li Mo came in last, and Tong Xueming stepped forward and asked, "Senior Sister Mu, what should we do next?"

Li Mo raised his fingertips, and a red light rose to the sky, transforming into a circular screen array flashing red light. He then handed him a mustard seed ring and said, "Go in and rest. Repair and heal your injuries as quickly as possible. I need you to become a fighting force in the shortest possible time."

The words were concise and to the point. Tong Xueming's blood boiled after hearing them. He wished he could draw his sword and kill the dragon for Li Mo right away. They had been relying on Li Mo for strength all along, and they had just been waiting obediently behind him, doing nothing. He felt very ashamed in his heart. They were also elite disciples of the Wentian Sect. Why did they become a burden to Li Mo?

But Li Mo's words calmed their dissatisfaction. Yes, they were not useless burdens, but they had to recover their strength as quickly as possible to help Senior Sister Li Mo.

If Pei Mochu was watching from the side, he would have to sigh that Li Mo understood people's preferences too well and captured people's hearts with just one sentence. Tong Xueming, a disciple of the Demon Exorcist Hall who was usually cold-blooded and murderous, was immediately controlled by Li Mo, who spoke cleanly and acted decisively.

Just as Li Mo said to Pei Mochu: Whatever style you like, she can transform into the style you like and make you feel comfortable. So she was called "Thousand-Faced Witch" in her previous life, and it was not just because she could transform into many different looks.

Then Li Mo pointed at the little monk and said, "You go in too."

The disciples of Wentian Sect and the young monk all went in. The other sects and independent cultivators stood at the door staring at Li Mo blankly. Li Mo thought for a moment and drew a sword light in the sky with her sword. A red light column suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, and then intertwined into a slightly larger square light array. She said, "You go into this array, it will be enough to prevent evil spirits." She took out another storage bag and gave it to the independent cultivator standing in front of her, saying, "Give it to everyone, and disperse and heal your wounds on the spot first."

She had to protect the safety of the disciples of the Wentian Sect first, so she placed the people she trusted most in a place so that they could heal their wounds in peace and not worry about people with bad intentions taking advantage of their injuries and weakness to launch a sneak attack.

But she did not just ignore the other disciples. She just set up a larger formation for them to disperse and guard and heal their injuries, but they were not allowed to stay with the disciples of the Wentian Sect.

Her arrangement was seen by the scheming people from both the Wentian Sect and the small sects, and they were deeply shocked by her tactics and scheming. Li Mo was cautious and scheming, and she was a very scary person. She could see through any bad intentions.

She is not the kind of sword nerd who only cares about practicing swords.

When the Wentian Sect thought of this, they felt relieved, while the people from other sects became more cautious and did not dare to cause any trouble.

This is the effect that Li Mo wants. Scheming has never been a disadvantage. It can shock the enemy and greatly increase the confidence of our own people. The key lies in how to use it.

She is not a master or senior brother, who has devoted her life to the sword, wielding the sword through the spring breeze and autumn rain throughout her life... Her life was not for the sword, but for - her own will in this worldly world.