In the stone room, it suddenly became very quiet, and Murong Lin Zhi and his six clones all focused their eyes on the beast book scroll in the hands of the thirty-seven.

The few words at the end of the book, less than twenty words, seem to be confessions, more of anticipation.

Murong Lin Zhi had to admit that the four great families of the Hua clan led by Hua Zizai were the most powerful period in the history of the human race, and so far, no one could surpass the four major families of the Hua clan led by Hua Zizai.

At this moment, in the face of Hua Zizi's expectations, Murong Lin felt that he had a long way to go, but the blood in his body suddenly surged.

In the past, when the thirty-seven points were passed on to the patrol envoy, Murong Lin Zhi was confused at that time, and his doppelganger Li Dai Taozhuang became the patrol envoy.

However, Murong Lin Zhi couldn't figure out who he was patrolling for.

But on this day, the human race is treated as captive meat, and it is harvested once every ten years, like leeks.

Every ten-year period, the human race, without one exception, must accept a life and death, whether they are husbands, fathers, or sons who die at the mouth of demon beasts.

At this moment, Hua Zi is like a bright light, specifying the direction and strengthening Murong Linzhi's confidence.

Hua Zizi was able to lead the human race and fought against the demon clan for nearly 10,000 years, and he Murong Lin Zhi was also able to.

"Expelle the demon clan until death!" Murong Lin Zhi decided, he did not patrol for the sky, but only for the human race.

Thirty-seven minutes put the book back into the Confession Ring, and spend the Turtle Breath Technique, the Devouring Technique, will definitely master it seriously.

Murong Lin Zhi saw that he had collected the good things in thirty-seven, so he asked him to take out the rattle from the bag.

The rattle is an important thing in the inheritance of the patrol envoy, and it is the symbol of the patrol envoy, Murong Lin Zhi decided to patrol the human race, so he had to cut off from that day.

Of course, it was impossible to throw away the rattle, and Murong Lin thought of refining it.

In addition to the handle of the rattle, which is mahogany, the rest is composed of a part of the monster.

The drum frame was made of unknown demon bones, and the drum surface was the skin of another demon beast, and the two drum hammers were also part of the demon beast, Murong Lin Zhi couldn't tell that it was the part of the demon beast.

But he knew that the string was a dragon tendon, so Murong Linzhi deduced that the rattle was basically made of a part of the body of the demon beasts, and the cultivation of these demon beasts was at least the Yuanying True Demon.

The coercion of the Yuanying True Demon can make the Jindan Demon afraid.

Refining the rattle, Murong Lin Zhi thought of the "Star Refining Technique" at first, but was immediately denied by him.

Refining the Yuanying True Demon, for Murong Lin Zhi, is tantamount to a little snake swallowing an elephant, even if it breaks through to the Jindan and becomes the Jindan Great Demon, they can't do it in sixty, and they can't do it in sixty-one.

Later, Murong Lin thought of the stone coffin, which could create a mutated golden pill, indicating that its power had at least reached that of the Yuanying True Demon.

Not long ago, bracelets, squares, longevity characters, and yin and yang Taiji circles were added, making the power of the stone coffin to a higher level.

The nine-colored light scattered by the stone coffin could make the flesh of the seven doppelgangers flawless again, which increased Murong Linzhi's confidence even more.

The stone coffin was all refined by the body parts of the demon beast, and the rattle was made from the body of the deceased demon beast, so Murong Lin Zhi decided to take a gamble that the stone coffin could refine the rattle.

Fen Thirty-Seven understood what Murong Lin Zhi was thinking in his heart, he took out the rattle, and without the slightest hesitation, immediately threw it into the coffin, and at the same time, closed the coffin lid.

At first, the stone coffin placed on the ground did not move.

However, after a pillar of incense, the coffin shook on the ground, and as time passed, this tremor intensified.

About an hour passed, and the stone coffin jumped on the ground, and with the sound of "click, click", there were also potholes of different sizes on the ground.

There was also a sound in the coffin, and Murong Lin Zhi sounded like a thunderclap of "boom", and the coffin lid was like a tea pot lid beating up and down when hot water was boiling.

Murong Lin Zhi, divided into thirty-seven and seven other seven clones, all held their breath, and the eight pairs of eyes stared at the stone coffin, not daring to blink a blink.

Thirty-seven is even more hanging his heart in his throat, he shows off his power in front of the Tiger Ancestor and the Lion Ancestor, and he relies on a rattle.

He couldn't kill the Jindan Demon, but with the help of the rattle, he deterred those Jindan Demons, even a well-informed old fox like Leopard Zu, in the face of the thirty-seven points with the rattle, he was also cautious and did not dare to make a mistake.

Losing the rattle, dividing thirty-seven is like losing one-hand man, and it is difficult to call the wind and rain on a battlefield of thousands of miles.

Thirty-seven looked at Murong Lin Zhi, and when he saw the deity body smiling at him, he immediately suppressed his anxiety.

Waiting, can make people restless, but also make people live like a year, a day passed, the stone coffin finally returned to calm.

Murong Linzhi's spiritual sense invaded the stone coffin nine times, and after thinking that there was no danger, he nodded and opened the coffin lid in Fen Thirty-seven.

Thirty-seven steps rushed to the stone coffin, opened the coffin lid, bent over, found the rattle from the coffin, and quickly grasped it in his hand.

Thirty-seven took the rattle out of the stone coffin, and when he looked closely, he found that it was very different from the previous one.

The black skeleton turned jade, white and flawless like white jade, and the color of the animal skin on the drum surface did not change, but the animal skin was more delicate and soft.

The dragon tendons are more elastic, while the two drumsticks are stronger than in the past.

Thirty-seven shook the rattle twice, and the sound of "dong dong" was not dull and harsh as it used to be, nor was it full of murderous energy.

However, even Murong Linzhi's soul trembled, you must know that Murong Linzhi's soul is extraordinary, he has been tempered thousands of times.

Fen Thirty-Seven had a smile on his face, and hurriedly bit off his left index finger and re-dripped.

In the past, it seemed that the rattle controlled the body and mind of the thirty-seven, but now, on the contrary, it was the body and mind of the thirty-seven that controlled the rattle.

Seeing that the thirty-seven was full of joy, Murong Linzhi was completely relieved, and the thirty-seven Li Dai Taostiff, Murong Linzhi still felt a little uneasy in his heart.

At this moment, the thirty-seven inspectors are really different.

After the matter of the thirty-seven points in the spirit mine was dealt with, he had to rush to the battlefield for thousands of miles, and the lion clan, the tiger clan, the leopard clan, and the embarrassed two clans had already started a crazy killing on the battlefield.

He tried every means to burn this fire more vigorously and violently as much as possible, weakening the demon race, that is, strengthening the human race.

If you can let the Jindan Great Demon do it, it is the most important thing that Fen Thirty-Seven wants to see, but at this moment, those demon Jindan Great Demons are still within the range of endurance.

If he wants them to kill each other, he must wait for a good opportunity to add a fire and oil to them.

Thirty-seven did not stop at the spirit mine, he rushed to the thousand-mile battlefield of the demon beast overnight, and went with him to divide thirty-six, thirty-five, thirty-four, and thirty-three.

The four clones carried enough blending spiritual liquid, and went to the lion clan, tiger clan, leopard clan, and wolf clan respectively, and traded demon pills, blood crystals, and demon beast flesh with them.

Murong Lin Zhi, as always, continued to refine the evil qi on the demon pill, making the demon pill pure, and then blending it into spiritual liquid.

Another thing is to create a mutated Jindan, grandpa Murong Tian is in the county town, and he can't wait for him to send Jindan, so that his followers can break through to the Jindan realm and become a Jindan Great Monk.

At the same time, Murong Lin Zhi accelerated his own cultivation, constantly making his soul grow and increasing his clones.

And Murong Linzhi's spiritual sense did not stay on Murong Linzhi's body, but with sixty-eight, he was ready to go to the secret realm of the human race.

Go to the secret realm of the human race, there are as many as twenty-one doppelgangers of Murong Linzhi, and among these doppelgangers, there should be a primary and secondary.

Sixty-eight has not yet broken through to the innate level, and he can also go to the secret realm of the human race.

Murong Lin Zhi decided to let him represent himself and go to the secret realm of the human race, leading twenty bodies, organizing all the monks of Murong, Nanguo, Ximen, and Shangguan families to enter the secret realm, unite as one, and break through together.

One day in the secret realm may be equivalent to ten days in the outside world, or it may be three months, and Murong Lin Zhi hopes that the time is equivalent to more than three months in the outside world.

In this way, the monks who enter the secret realm in the outside world for half a year will have more time, so it is possible for their cultivation to break through to the peak of the ninth layer of the Gathering Core.

If he was able to break through to the Jindan Realm in the secret realm, as soon as he thought of this, Murong Lin Zhi, who had descended on the sixty-eight physical bodies, would feel happy in his heart.

At this moment, what Murong Lin lacks is time, and the secret realm of the human race is like a time accelerator.

Under the escort of twenty-seven and twenty-eight, he went straight to the secret realm of the human race and joined the twenty clones of the forty and forty.

Twenty-seven, twenty-eight is the peak of the ninth layer of the polycore, which is quite a fourth-level peak demon beast.

With their escort, they didn't encounter high-level demon beasts at all.

The eyes of high-level demon beasts were all focused on the thousand-mile battlefield. The authority of the Lord of the Holy City is what every demon beast wants to obtain.

The sky was full of stars, so that when it was almost midnight, it was still like day.

The night breeze was gentle, like a mother's hands, caressing the faces of the three doppelgangers.

The three clones didn't speak, and rushed to the gap in the secret realm of the human race.

After a month of hard work, King Kong Huang Mu finally found the gap in the secret realm of the human race.

It's a pity that the obstruction of the Heavenly Array didn't allow nearly a million Terran monks to enter the secret realm.

Divided into forty and twenty clones, make every effort to crack the gap in the heavenly array.

Before dawn, it is divided into sixty-eight and twenty-seven, and it is divided into twenty-eight before reaching the secret realm.

Twenty-seven, twenty-eight are all gathered core ninth-level peak monks, with the addition of the two of them, the problem of the big gap in the front of the secret is about to be attacked.

Sixty-eight didn't make a move, he looked at Twenty-Seven, Twenty-Eight took off the bag, and took out the array flag, array plate, spirit stone and other tools from it.

"Break the formation. "When you look at it in sixty-eight, you will know what you think in your heart in twenty-seven and twenty-eight.