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

Li Mo did not explain to them, but more red spiritual threads flowed out from her fingertips. The spiritual threads formed into threads and merged, and finally condensed into a small sword. The small sword was red and transparent, and it burst out with powerful sword intent. Her hand slowly stretched out to Lai Mingchong's forehead——

Pei Mochu was shocked and quickly stretched out his hand to block Li Mo. "Friend Mu, this is very dangerous. You actually want to launch a spiritual attack on a peak cultivator in the Floating Life Realm. If a cultivator in the Condensed Profound Realm launches a spiritual attack on a cultivator in the Floating Life Realm, not only will it fail, but it will also be backfired, and your soul will be damaged and you will become an idiot."

He had never heard that a cultivator in the Condensation Realm could launch a soul attack on a cultivator at the peak of the Fusheng Realm. An ordinary person would have strong resistance if their soul was attacked, let alone a cultivator. And she was attacking the soul across levels, which was really too dangerous.

He felt that Li Mo was somewhat reckless, even crazy... It was like at this moment, Li Mo was gambling with her own life, gambling on a possessed demon that might exist or not. Just as the manager of Linghua Duobaozhai said, it had never been heard of two demons existing in one person in this world.

Li Mo said, "It's almost too late, Brother Pei, please don't stop me."

Pei Mochu said: "I can help you." He was at the peak of the Floating Life Realm, so the backlash would not be that great if he did it.

"No, you can't."

"why?"

Because you don't understand the habits and characteristics of demons, you don't know where they like to hide, seduce people's emotions, stir up people's desires, trample on people's self-esteem, they are so evil, and even take pleasure in this. But she knows it too well, because she was once one of them. There should be no righteous monks in this world who understand demons better than her.

But she said nothing, just shook her head gently and said: "This matter is very dangerous, and Pei Daoyou should not be involved. You can just stand by and protect me. I will go alone. If... there is any accident, you can notify my senior brother."

Although they had not had much contact, Pei Mochu knew that she was a cultivator with an extremely strong will. Such people often believed that only their own will was the most correct and could hardly be changed by others.

Murilimo is just such a person.

So he said, "Well, you better be careful."

Li Mo then shot the red spirit sword between her fingers into Lai Mingchong's forehead. For a moment, the spirit surge between the two of them collided, and the air wave almost blew the manager of Duobaozhai away. In the end, Pei Mochu stretched out his hand and supported him so that he could stand firmly. The manager hurriedly bowed and thanked him.

And Lai Mingchong let out an uncontrollable scream, which was louder and more shrill than before.

Li Mo groaned, as if she had suffered severe internal injuries, but her fingers did not stop, still emitting a strong red light that hit Lai Mingchong's forehead.

His body began to twist, and Li Mo shouted, "It is hidden there, pay attention--" Black mist began to surge at the back of Lai Mingchong's head, and then the net formed by the Honglun divine silk flashed a burst of red light on Lai Mingchong's crown, and quickly gathered in the black mist at the back of his head. The black mist gathered thicker and thicker, and finally, a human face appeared behind his head, or a demon face, which was extremely terrifying...

The manager of Duobaozhai fell on his face to the ground and looked away in fear.

A dark current began to flow from Lai Mingchong's abdomen, as if an animal was moving inside his body, and slowly flowed to the back of his head. Green water began to flow from his eyes, and a hoarse voice came from his throat: "It's useless, nothing you do will work, don't struggle... Tonight, you will all die here..."

Li Mo ignored his words and asked him directly: "What exactly are you going to do?"

“Hehehe… why should I tell you this… you are all going to die, and your deaths will be extremely miserable…” The devil at the back of his brain laughed, and his laughter was extremely excited and twisted.

Li Mo remained silent, listening to him laugh for a long time, and suddenly said softly: "Why are you so happy that we will die?"

The laughter stopped abruptly. He seemed to be stunned for a moment, then slowly turned to look at Li Mo and said, "Why?... Of course, it's because we demons love killing the most..."

"No, you not only like killing, but also because you are going to die." Li Mo pointed out incisively, causing the demon in the back of his head to widen his eyes and look at her in surprise.

"You are the only one who will die. You look at us, countless people who will be buried with you. That's why you are so happy, right?"

Li Mo looked at him coldly.

Mo suddenly felt the terrifying power of the woman in front of him. He only said one sentence, but she completely guessed his thoughts and what he was going to do.

"You...you...are not, you guessed wrong." The devil said loudly, his voice even louder than his previous twisted laugh, as if he was hiding something.

But Li Mo's voice was steady, and it reached his ears even more clearly amidst his shouting - "Not only will you die, but you are also just a small chess piece, a small useless piece. A useless piece with no use value."

This sentence seemed to have touched a certain point in him. He suddenly trembled violently, the devilish energy in his body surged, and his voice was loud enough to pierce people's eardrums - "You are talking nonsense, I, I am not..."

"You are nothing, you are not a useless piece?" Li Mo approached him, with a perfect smile on his face, as cold and cold as the moon, but his eyes were like a cold knife, cutting him into pieces: "You are about to die, you are just a small chess piece that can be used and discarded in someone's plan. You came to Baili Yanyunzhu just to die, and after death, cause the magic array to explode, and let hundreds of thousands of people be buried with you, right?"

The back-brain demon's eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at Li Mo as if she was looking at a ghost. He didn't understand, and he didn't say anything. He just laughed a few times, and she could guess everything from his laughter, all his plans, and even the fact that he was going to trigger the Devil Heaven Sacrifice Formation, she also predicted it...

Who is she...

Why is it so scary...

It was so scary that even I, who was about to die, felt chilled to the bone...

It's terrible.

Not only Mo was stunned, but even Pei Mochu, the manager of Duobaozhai, was stunned. He was not only shocked by the information revealed in their conversation, but also by Li Mo's terrifying intelligence and foresight.

Judging from the monster's reaction, Li Mo was not wrong at all.

It was quiet.

After the demon was shocked, his face was distorted, and endless anger dyed his eyes red. He gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you say that I am a useless waste? I can make a peak cultivator in the Floating Life Realm do whatever I want. I can let you capture another low-level demon first, thinking that everything is over. Who said that I am useless? You...you, are the waste that was tricked by me, my master, into becoming a demon spirit sacrifice banner. You are the despicable ones who are worse off than death..."

Li Mo interrupted him: "You are just a chess piece, a chess piece that no one will care about your nonsense, no one will listen to your groans."