Reborn as an abandoned daughter, she became a stunning genius

"Since you know, I won't say any more. Today is the day of your death and the destruction of the Evil Spirit Clan."

As soon as Dean Ling Wei finished speaking, rows of figures jumped up around the square.

These are the elite disciples of Lingwei Academy, and each of them has a cultivation level above the Lingxuan realm.

Hundreds of Ling Wei's disciples gathered around the square, holding the same hand techniques and drawing the same formation patterns.

The next moment, a huge cyan barrier rose into the sky.

Wrapping Mo Xiu in the air.

"This is an ancient magic formation. Even I can't break through it. Mo Xiu, no matter how much spiritual power you absorb, you can never escape from it." Dean Ling Wei said.

"As expected of Dean Ling Wei, he caught Mo Xiu so easily." Seeing this, the crowd immediately cheered.

"Master Dean, kill him quickly! My father died at the hands of the evil spirit tribe, avenge my father!"

"The evil spirits have done many evil things, and Mo Xiu deserved his death. Mr. Dean, please don't be merciful!"

Everyone criticized Mo Xiu, shouting to get rid of him quickly.

But Mo Xiu still looked indifferent, as if the ancient magic formation trapping him didn't exist at all.

"If you can't get out from inside, what about from the outside?" Mo Xiu smiled slightly.

The next second, the scream of a Ling Wei disciple rang out.

"what!

Dean Ling Wei looked back and saw a disciple suddenly attacking the person next to him for no reason.

More and more Ling Wei's disciples were injured, and the ancient magic array gradually became unstable.

"You can't even think of escaping." Dean Ling Wei didn't have time to find out what happened to those disciples.

He sacrificed his weapon and flew towards Mo Xiu.

Dean Ling Wei's weapon is a whisk.

When he attacked Mo Xiu, the fly whisk instantly turned into a long sword.

While Mo Xiu was imprisoned in the ancient magic formation and unable to break free, Dean Ling Wei used her own killing move, preparing to kill Mo Xiu with one blow.

However, just when the whisk sword was about to pass through the ancient broken magic array and deliver a fatal blow to Mo Xiu, a figure suddenly stood in front of Mo Xiu.

"Chong!"

Dean Ling Wei's killer move was blocked by someone coming.

Dean Ling Wei looked at the person who helped Mo Xiu, her pupils dilated instantly and her eyes were filled with shock.

"He Zongfeng, what are you doing!"

Dean Ling Wei asked sternly.

He Zongfeng did not answer. After blocking the dean's killing move with his long sword, his spiritual power shook and directly knocked away all Ling Wei's disciples who were struggling to maintain the ancient magic formation.

"Poof!" Blood spurted out from the mouths of the disciples.

The ancient demonic formation that trapped Mo Xiu in the air also completely dissipated.

"Ah! Run quickly! The evil spirits are going on a killing spree!"

"Go! Get out of here!"

The crowd began to boil, and people rushed towards the exit of the square.

"Don't leave in a hurry, you are all my prey." Mo Xiu snorted coldly, then took out a blue gourd and released a large amount of black energy.

Within a few breaths, black energy enveloped the entire square.

Many people fell into coma after accidentally inhaling black gas.

"Blue jade gourd! How could he have a blue jade gourd!" Ling Chuge noticed the gourd in Mo Xiu's hand.

That was clearly Shen Lingyue's family heirloom.

"National Master? What's going on?" Ling Chuge turned to look at Chuxia Kingdom's National Master, and saw that he was also frowning.

"After I received your letter, I did not bring the blue jade gourd to the capital, but gave it to Lingyue. Now the blue jade gourd appears in Mo Xiu's hands..." The national master raised his head and shouted at Mo Xiu.

"What did you do to Lingyue?!"

Mo Xiu, who was in the air, did not answer. He just glanced at the Imperial Master with an expression of indifference and then withdrew his gaze.

Then, He Zongfeng entangled Dean Ling Wei, and Mo Xiu took this opportunity to release black energy, turning the eight people carrying the guns into skeletons, and took away the silver blood gun.

Now, Mo Xiu only lacks the last spiritual weapon, the golden jade jade.

"Get out of here!" Dean Ling Wei saw Mo Xiu getting the silver-blood gun and immediately shouted to the unconscious person.

"Run! Run!"

"Run for your life!"

"Run!"

The crowd immediately poured out of Lingwei Academy, and Guan Yixuan and others among them were also taken out by the crowd.

When approaching the door, Ling Chuge suddenly turned around and spoke to several people.

"You guys go first, I'll stay and help Dean Ling Wei!"

"But……"

"Don't worry, I have the ability to protect myself. After you go out, go to my house immediately to find the Beast King, Anchi, and Xuanyuan. There is also the ancestor of the Luo family. You must invite him out!" Ling Chuge urgently warned. .

"I'll stay with you," the Imperial Master said immediately.

Ling Chuge refused directly, "Master Imperial Master, the evil spirits are definitely not just attacking Lingwei Academy. The capital will be in danger, so please be more careful."

After saying that, Ling Chuge pointed on her toes, flew into the air, and flew in the direction of Dean Ling Wei.

The dark blue spiritual power was instantly released and attacked He Zongfeng and Mo Xiu. Only then did people realize that Ling Chuge turned out to be the pinnacle of spiritual power!

The two-on-two battle started instantly.

However, what Ling Chuge never expected was that Mo Xiu's strength was already in the middle stage of Lingyuan, and was only one step away from the late stage of Lingyuan!

Relying on spiritual power alone is obviously not enough.

Ling Chuge clasped his hands together and recited an obscure formula.

The next moment, Ling Chuge's body lit up with golden light.

Golden light emerged from Ling Chuge's body, flew into the sky, and gradually condensed into a big red bird.

Seeing the Suzaku Holy Fire again, Mo Xiu's mood was no longer the same as when he was just resurrected.

His greedy eyes looked wildly at the Suzaku Holy Fire in the air.

If he could refine this holy fire and use it for himself, then his strength would be unmatched by anyone.

"Yan!"

The huge red shadow in the sky roared, and then red flames flew towards Mo Xiu.

Seeing this, Mo Xiu's expression remained unchanged, waving the silver blood gun, and his whole body was wrapped in black energy.

Flying directly towards the Suzaku Holy Fire.

"What!" Ling Chuge was shocked. He didn't expect Mo Xiu to dare to face the holy fire head on.

After careful observation, Ling Chuge discovered that it was actually the barrier of the silver-blood gun that was protecting Mo Xiu.

"This gun can actually withstand the holy fire!"

Mo Xiu held a spear and cut off the red holy fire with one strike.

As the master of the Suzaku Sacred Fire, Ling Chuge would naturally suffer backlash, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

When Dean Ling Wei, who was still entangled with He Chongfeng, saw this, she immediately looked for an opportunity to escape from He Chongfeng's attack range and rushed to Ling Chuge's side.

Then use the blood from your fingertips to quickly draw runes in the air.

The moment the runes were completed, two barriers, one large and one small, were formed.

A large barrier enveloped the square of Lingwei Academy, trapping all the black energy and Mo Xiuhe's offerings inside.

The small barrier is around Ling Chuge and Dean Ling Wei, protecting the two of them.

As long as the small barrier is not broken, Dean Ling Wei, who is responsible for inputting spiritual power into the two barriers, will not be interrupted.

In this way, the big barrier can be maintained.

As long as they succeed in holding them back, there will be a chance for reinforcements to arrive.