Murong Lin Zhi looked at the two turtle shells on the ground, dumbfounded, and it took a while before he woke up.

The divination no longer existed, and two piles of white dust appeared on the ground, and a breeze blew, and the dust was swept into the air, and at first it was seen floating around, and finally disappeared.

"Fortunately, I predicted four words: 'Bloody rain and bloody wind', what does this mean?" Murong Lin said to himself; "After crossing the river, do you still want to fight?"

Thinking of this, Murong Lin Zhi stood up from the ground, and at the same time, transmitted this prophecy to the other nine clones.

In the forbidden land of Luo's, trials are everywhere, and the devil knows what will happen in the middle of the night, so you have to be cautious at all times.

Yang Dongxue and the other clones immediately lost their sleepiness and were ready to accept the sudden challenge.

It was late at night, and the whole river of blood was even quieter, except for the "whooshing" of the river.

In the Luo Clan's forbidden land, Murong Lin Zhi didn't see any life except for seeing the corpses of thousands of demon beasts floating in the blood river, and there was not even a single grass on the ground, it was bare and full of rocks.

During the day, some of the rocks sparkle, but at night, when the temperature cools, the forbidden land becomes pitch black, and you can't see your fingers.

In the middle of the night, suddenly, the wind rose, and the wind blew stronger and stronger, and only the whistling sound of "buzzing" was heard around, and the calm river suddenly became turbulent, and then formed a monstrous wave step by step.

At that moment, the wind blew violently, and it swept the waves into the air, and then fell in a flutter.

The sound of the wind, the sound of the waves, and the huge waves rolled into the air, turning into the sound of majestic rain falling to the ground, and the forbidden place was not quiet.

Suddenly, a blood moon suddenly appeared in mid-air, and the entire sky was immediately dyed red.

Murong Lin Zhi, Yang Dongxue and other clones, Mo Dazhi, and Mo Dayong all stopped practicing, got up from the ground, and all looked at the blood moon.

The moonlight was like ice, and the biting cold air was close to everyone.

Murong Linzhi's whole body trembled, and as soon as he expelled the cold air on his face, a smell of blood sent to his nostrils with the wind.

He couldn't help but sneeze, followed by a coughing sound, his stomach turned over the river and the sea, and he screamed non-stop, as if a mouthful of bitter water gushed out of his voice.

Murong Lin couldn't help but open his mouth, and with a "wow", bitter water blurted out with a fishy smell.

When he looked at it, Murong Lin was stunned, and it was not bitter water that he spit on the ground at all, but steaming blood.

Murong Lin Zhi wiped the residual blood from the corner of his mouth with the cuff of his left hand, and looked at the other clones.

Each doppelganger was vomiting, and all that came out was blood-smelling blood.

Murong Lin Zhi gritted his teeth and turned his head to look at the blood river in front of him, the huge waves in the river were still monstrous, and the wind was still rolling up the river.

The roaring wind tore the swirling river into a lump and drop, and then turned into a torrential rain and poured down.

Most of the blood rain from the river dripped into the river, but some of it drifted over the embankment with the wind and finally fell on the uneven stones.

The uneven stones immediately made a "zizi" sound, and at the same time, there were red and white bubbles sandwiched together, constantly rising, and the hard stones were slowly shrinking.

"Could it be that this is the bloody rain? Murong Lin Zhi looked at the shrunken stones and said secretly: "This is the moment when the hexagram predicts the crossing of the river. ”

Murong Lin shook his head, his flesh was not hard as stones, and even stones could melt in the blood rain, and he walked forward in the rain, which was no different from sending him to death.

However, staying where you are, the fishy wind blows, and it also causes damage to the flesh.

At this moment, his internal organs were like turning over the river and the sea, and even the core cultivated in the dantian seemed to have become unstable, as if there were signs of rupture.

Murong Lin turned his head and looked at the white mist behind him.

"Do you want to give up like this and go back?" Murong Lin Zhi turned his gaze to Yang Dongxue and the other nine clones.

One of them bent over, his hands on his chest, and kept vomiting, and all that came out of his mouth was blood.

Forward, or backward!

Murong Lin Zhi hugged his head, this question made him have a splitting headache.

Ahead, the hexagram prophesied that there is the inheritance of the Luo family, which records the secret of the Luo family through the nine thousand-year family tribulations.

And two years later, it was the thousand-year catastrophe of the four great families of Murong, Nanguo, Ximen, and Shangguan.

Murong Lin Zhi relied on the thirty-eight Li Dynasty Tao Zhuang, became a patrol envoy, King Kong clone, and Long Chunfeng was like a fish in water in the King Kong clan, and he was at ease.

As well as more than sixty core clones, Murong Tian, Murong Tianyi, Murong Tianyi, Murong Tiansan, and the deacon elders successfully broke through to the Jindan Realm.

There are also tens of thousands of Gathering Core Cultivators who have recovered their cultivation, nearly a thousand soul followers, and hundreds of thousands of bloodline followers.

With these powers, if you keep your deity in the beast tide, you will definitely be able to cope with it easily.

"However, is Young Master Ben's practice of forgetting to sleep and eat just to protect himself?" Murong Linzhi shook his head again.

The ontological body came to the spiritual mine, and it may have been to avoid disaster at that time, but when his soul was divided and took away the body of the land land, his mind changed.

And with the success of seizing the soul again and again, and when the cultivation improved rapidly, there was only one voice in Murong Lin Zhi's heart: revenge for blood and exorcism of demon beasts.

He was just born into this world, and his parents became the blood food of the demon beast, this blood sea of deep hatred, he can never forget, and return the demon beast tenfold.

Therefore, Murong Linfeng, Murong Ba, Ximen Hu, Ximen Leopard, even if Shangguan Zhengdao plotted to kill him.

Murong Lin Zhi put aside these personal grievances, he only had one request, to jointly resist the demon beasts, protect the county seat of Yunjun, and let the human race in the county live and work in peace and contentment.

Murong Lin Zhi looked at the river of blood in the bloody rain, his eyes were like beasts, radiating fierce light.

Avenge the blood, drive away the demon beast, there is a long way to go, if necessary, he has to pay for his life, he can't retreat in front of the river of blood.

"Ten doppelgangers, the inheritance of the Luo family, this son is determined to win, because it is related to the future of the four great families, as well as the fate of the entire human race in the county. ”

When Murong Lin thought of this, his hideous and terrifying face immediately returned to normal.

"Mo Dazhi, Mo Dayong. Murong Lin turned around and shouted loudly.

Mo Dazhi and Mo Dayong were in a state of panic, and when they saw Murong Lin calling him, they replied loudly: "Young Master, do you have something to order?"

Murong Lin Zhi pointed at the white mist behind him and said, "White mist, as long as you look for the direction, you can return to the gate of the forbidden land, you two, go back!"

"Young Master, what about you?" Mo Dazhi asked.

"Me. Murong Lin turned around, faced the river of blood, and said in a heroic voice: "Young Master Ben, go forward bravely." ”

"No, young master, move forward, a dead end. Mo Dayin screamed.

"In the midst of the test, greedy for life and afraid of death, how can you obtain the Luo's inheritance. ”

As soon as Murong Linzhi's words fell, Yang Dongxue and the other nine clones immediately took a few steps forward and stood tightly behind Murong Linzhi.

Mo Dazhi, Mo Dayong first cried bitterly, but immediately stopped crying, and the two brothers walked to Murong Linzhi's side in a few steps.

"The young master is not afraid of death, and our brothers are not bad breeds, since you choose to follow the young master, young master, you can't leave our brothers behind. Mo Dazhi and Mo Dayong brothers said in unison and loudly.

Murong Lin Zhi tilted his head towards the Mo Dazhi brothers, stared at them with a pair of eyes, and did not speak for a long time.

"You two go back!" Yang Dongxue next to him said: "You two go back, I promise that your cultivation will not fall." ”

"No, we brothers, we must follow behind the young master. Mo Dazhi said solemnly, while Mo Dayong nodded frequently.

"Okay, let's just accept the test of blood and rain together, and talk about life and death in a hurry. ”

After Murong Lin finished speaking, his gaze withdrew from the Mo Dazhi brothers and looked at the blood river again.

The wind grew stronger and stronger, and the waves rushed into the sky, then torn to pieces by the wind, turned into a downpour, and fell back into the river of blood.

The spicy smell of blood filled the sky above the blood lake, and it rushed towards Murong Lin with the wind.

Murong Lin Zhi's body trembled, and an aura formed around his body, and Yang Dongxue and the other nine clones waved their hands, and their bodies emitted light.

Mo Dazhi and Mo Dayong did not hesitate, according to Yang Dongxue's gestures, their two hands kept dancing in the air, so the light on their bodies flickered.

The light of the twelve people fused together, and it turned into a light cocoon, and the huge light cocoon enveloped the twelve people.

"Go" Murong Lin Zhi shouted, and the light cocoon began to move, like an unsheathed sword, stabbing towards the blood river.

As soon as the light cocoon enters the river, the river water will be overwhelming, like a thousand high mountains.

Murong Lin Zhi ignored it and walked towards the spicy and corrosive river step by step.

At the beginning, the light cocoon was like a shield, protecting the twelve people inside, and Murong Lin kept them safe and sound.

But as they advance, the greater the pressure of the blood and water in the river, the more corrosive it becomes.

The light cocoon is corroded, scraped and peeled, and it gets smaller and smaller.

Murong Lin Zhi and the others ignored it, and they strode forward at the bottom of the river.

However, as soon as they arrived at the center of the river, the light cocoon was corroded and exploited by the blood and water, and finally disappeared.

Murong Lin Zhi and the other twelve people ignored it, they held hands and continued to move forward, and their steps were bigger than before.

The water of the river of blood enveloped them, and at first, their clothes turned to ashes, and as the river washed away, only their naked flesh remained.

The corroded blood began to dissolve their flesh, and the sound of "zizi" was incessant.

Murong Lin Zhi only knew that there were thousands of knives cutting his flesh together, and the pain made him unbearable.

Murong Lin Zhi did not stop, he took the nine doppelgangers and the Mo Dazhi brothers forward.

Their bodies kept shaking, but none of them stopped moving.

The blood tore through their skin, turning their muscles into blood.

However, Murong Lin kept looking ahead, and there was only one thought in his mind, forward! forward!

At this moment, Murong Lin Zhi suddenly discovered that he had lost contact with Mo Dazhi and Mo Dayong brothers, and with that, one by one, the clones disappeared in his perception.

However, Murong Linzhi's gaze had been firmly looking ahead, and he didn't even glance at the people on both sides out of the corner of his eye.

He didn't dare to look, and he didn't want to look, when he stepped into the lake of blood, he put life and death out of the way, and had only one purpose, and that was ahead.

Ahead, that is the inheritance of the Luo clan, and it is the hope of the county human race to resist the demon clan.

For this hope, Murong Lin Zhi prepared a sacrifice and sacrificed his own doppelganger.

He didn't want the Mo brothers to go along, but the Mo brothers had the same choice as him, so they moved forward together.

"Probably, maybe all sacrificed. Murong Lin said heartily, but he didn't turn his head, he was worried that if he turned his head, he would break his will when he glanced at others.

Murong Lin gritted his teeth, enduring not only the pain of his body, but also the pain from his heart and soul.

Onward! Keep going!

At this moment, Murong Lin Zhi felt that his muscles, all his internal organs, turned into blood and water, just like those demon beasts he saw during the day, only white bones remained.