Murong Linzhi's roar was not loud, but it alarmed everyone, and more than 10,000 monks in Yunjun heard Murong Linzhi's roar, and all of them stopped moving forward, and invariably turned the winged wolf's head around, facing Murong Linzhi one by one.

Forty-one, forty-three clones were no exception, their eyes observed Murong Linzhi, and their faces were full of concern.

Feng Tao stared at Murong Linzhi's every move, his hanging heart kept going up and down, and there was only one voice in his sea of knowledge, and that was to pray that Murong Linzhi would survive this catastrophe safely.

The same is true for Schrödinger, Jia Qing, and Wang Baoyu, they don't know what happened to Murong Linzhi's body, but from Murong Linzhi's roar, they speculated that things are getting worse and worse, and if they are not inferior, their master will die.

Murong Lin didn't care about everyone's mood, he only knew that his muscles were gradually atrophied under the roasting, and his blood was gradually decreasing under the roasting.

"With the strength of this son, he will not be able to survive this catastrophe of life and death. Murong Lin shook his body, and countless blue sparks appeared in the Qilin battle robe, and the sound of "crackling" was endless.

"I need your support. "Murong Lin sent a message to forty-one, forty-three and twenty-three doppelgangers.

Forty-one, forty-three did not hesitate, and immediately destroyed the winged wolf to leave the team and galloped towards Murong Murong Linzhi.

At a distance of eight meters from Murong Linzhi, the two jumped down from the winged wolf, and after branching out the winged wolf, the two sat on the ground on the left and right.

Murong Lin Zhi also jumped off the winged wolf ride, staggered forward three meters, and then sat cross-legged opposite to Fen Forty-three and Fen Forty-one.

After the three of them formed a zigzag three-talent sword formation, the three of them raised their hands at the same time, only to hear the six white lights of "whoosh", and rushed to the sky with the intention of killing.

As soon as the white light reached mid-air, it intertwined to form a white sword net.

The sword net rotated in mid-air, and after a while, a vortex was formed, and the killing intent became stronger and stronger.

The sword net slowly moved to the top of Murong Linzhi's head, and at this time, the rich killing intent was like a waterfall, flowing straight down, enveloping Murong Linzhi's whole body.

The sound of "horn" immediately came from Murong Lin Zhi's whole body, and white light and blue sparks continued to emerge on Murong Lin Zhi's body, and the strange smell of burning came from time to time from the Qilin robe that was resistant to high temperatures.

"It works, but it still can't extinguish the invading flames in the body. Thinking of this, Murong Lin immediately asked for help from the other clones in the secret realm, "Quick, quick, I need your strength." ”

In the U-shaped valley, the forty-two and forty-four were directing the Yunjun monks to collect the Spirit Grass, and they received Murong Linzhi's request for help, and without saying a word, they immediately put down the work in their hands and sat cross-legged on the ground.

In front of the mysterious cave, prepare to fight against the headwind, and try to break through the forty-five, forty-six points immediately change the plan.

After the two of them ordered the 100,000 Yunjun monks to retreat a mile and protect the Dharma for them wholeheartedly, the two doppelgangers sat on the ground in the same way as the four two and forty-four.

So, four sword lights, facing each other in pairs, roared straight towards the lake of fire.

As soon as the four sword lights entered the Fire Lake, Murong Lin Zhi's soul immediately incorporated them into the sword net, and quickly formed a Tianyu Seven-Star Sword Formation with the Fire Lake's three-point body as a spoon, divided into forty-two, forty-four, forty-five, and forty-six.

The formation of the seven-star sword formation made Murong Linzhi's resistance increase dramatically, but he still couldn't resist the invading flames in the sixty-eight flesh.

Murong Lin Zhi didn't think about it for long, and immediately ordered to form two Liangyi sword formations in forty-two, forty-four, forty-five, and forty-six, and then united into a four-elephant sword formation.

The Tiangang Seven-Star Sword Formation formed by the combination of the Three Talents Sword Formation and the Four Elephant Sword Formations has taken its strength to a new level.

It's a pity that with such strength, fighting with the invading flames, there are still fewer victories and more defeats, and the flesh of sixty-eight is still shrunk under the baking, and the blood is dried up under the roasting.

"The Feng family's hard work is indeed different. Murong Lin Zhi didn't sigh for long, and asked for help from the other fourteen clones who had entered the secret realm.

The other fourteen clones did not hesitate, and the clones together formed a two-yi sword array, a three-talent sword array, and then combined into a four-elephant sword array, and finally formed two Tiangang seven-star sword arrays.

While fighting against the invading fireworks, Murong Lin Zhi's soul combined the three seven-star sword formations into a powerful three-star sword formation.

In this way, the twenty-one clones formed a sword array within a array, a large array and a small array.

At this moment, the vortex above Murong Lin Zhi's head was getting bigger and bigger, covering half of the sky of the Fire Lake.

The white sword light was like a moon, illuminating the sky, but the light was full of murderous intent.

At this time, the killing intent had already condensed, like water, pouring down, pouring down Murong Linzhi's whole body.

The strange smell of burning paste has disappeared, and Murong Linzhi's battle with the invading flames is no longer defeated, but is still regaining lost ground step by step.

Murong Lin Zhi was still not satisfied, and kept asking for help from the forty-one and forty-three points around him.

"What do you want to do?" asked Forty-Three.

"Soul fusion. ”

"As you wish. "Forty-one, forty-three without hesitation, the soul detached from the body and flew into the body of sixty-eight.

The three doppelgangers were originally the same soul, and under the control of Murong Linzhi's spiritual sense, the fusion was very smooth.

"The power has increased, but it is not enough to defeat the invading flames. Murong Lin sighed again.

"What else do you want to do?" asked Fen Forty-Three when he received Murong Linzhi's soul transmission again.

"Flesh fusion. ”

"Physical fusion?" asked in forty-three.

"Yes, our souls are the same soul, but the flesh is derived from the stone coffin, with the help of flames, try to see if they can be fused together. Murong Lin replied.

Forty-one, forty-three thought about it, and felt that Murong Lin's words were reasonable, and the two clones did their best to exert the sword qi with killing intent, while staggering towards the sixty-eight flesh body three meters away.

The distance between three meters was very close, but it took an hour to divide forty-one and forty-three, and the three bodies were close together.

However, Murong Lin Zhi's plan this time failed after all, no matter how hard the three clones tried, they did not achieve the fusion of the three clones and bodies.

"It seems that the body is different from the soul, and even though the doppelganger body originates from the stone coffin, the stone coffin gives birth to an independent individual. Murong Lin let out a long sigh and gave up the fusion of the clone body.

At this moment, the roar that seemed to be in the flesh and in the ear, in the secret realm, stopped, and then an old voice sounded in Murong Lin Zhi's ears.

"Zhentian coffin, the old man smelled the breath of Zhentian coffin. His voice was hoarse, and he stopped abruptly at this point.

"Who? Who are you?" Murong Lin shouted, and then the old voice did not respond, as if he was leaving.

"Who? Who are you?" Murong Lin Zhi yelled a few more times, but unfortunately he didn't get a reply from the old man's voice after all, as if he hadn't heard Murong Lin Zhi's voice.

However, the sixty-eight body, the invasion flame did not rage wildly as before, and it seemed to have converged a lot, but no matter how hard Murong Lin Zhi's twenty-one doppelganger tried, even with the help of the peak sword array, he still could not defeat the invasion flame and win the final victory.