Lin Ze counted and found that there were twelve clones of Yunmengze Shuijun surrounding him at the moment. They were in different positions and looked like some kind of strange formation.
In exactly the same way, the aura emitted by these twelve clones were all firmly locked on Lin Ze. As soon as he showed his flaws, he was greeted by overwhelming thunder strikes.
It is worth mentioning that the aura exuded by these clones is almost the same as that of the one who was hacked to death by Lin Ze before.
Lin Ze recalled Zhuang Zhou's previous words. Yunmengze Shuijun had accumulated at least hundreds of clones like this over tens of thousands of years. How terrifying would it be if each clone had the same strength as the original body?
Thinking of this, Lin Ze couldn't help but ask Zhuang Zhou, who was standing outside the encirclement watching the show: "Senior brother, don't these clones have the strength of the third realm of heaven and humans?"
Zhuang Zhou thought for a while and replied: "Yunmengze Shuijun is comparable to the peak of the third realm of heaven and man. Since he is his condensed clone, his strength naturally belongs to the third realm of heaven and man."
"Junior brother, you can rest assured. Although these clones are in the same realm as Yunmengze Shuijun, their strength is far different, only about 30% at most."
Lin Ze was not relieved after hearing this, but even more worried. For a top powerhouse like Yunmengze Shuijun, what is the concept of 30% strength?
As far as Lin Ze is concerned, if he does not count the destiny bonus, his own strength is definitely less than 30% of Zhuang Zhou's.
As an ancient divine powerhouse, Yunmengze Shuijun's cultivation may be a little worse than that of Zhuang Zhou, the first person in the saint realm, but it won't be much different.
Thinking about being besieged by hundreds of people of similar strength to himself, Lin Ze couldn't help but have a toothache.
Fortunately, I had made a desperate move and forced my way into the third realm of heaven. Otherwise, even if I had my destiny, I would still be a scumbag in front of a group of old immortals.
Thinking of this, Lin Ze looked at Zhuang Zhou, coughed slightly and said: "Junior brother is unable to catch such a powerful person, so please take action."
Zhuang Zhou nodded slightly, and just as he was about to say yes, he saw a celestial fire falling from the sky and landing on Zhuang Zhou's head.
Zhuang Zhou looked solemn and pointed in the direction of the sky fire. Behind him, the golden-winged roc spread its wings and jumped, smashing the sky fire into pieces with its sharp claws.
A fiery red figure emerged from the shattered sky fire and fought with the golden-winged roc.
When Lin Ze saw this scene, he narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured to himself in an imperceptible voice: "Nanzhao Fire God? Can you finally hold it back?"
Zhuang Zhou also realized that the situation was a little abnormal, and shouted to Lin Ze: "Junior brother, stand behind me later. I will deal with all incoming enemies. Try not to use the destiny of your body."
After that, he turned into a Kun several thousand feet long and crashed towards Lin Ze's direction.
Zhuang Zhou wanted to take advantage of the fact that the situation was still under control and first repel Yunmengze Shuijun, who was staring at Lin Ze, so that Lin Ze could be in a safe environment.
The moment Zhuang Zhou moved, Yun Mengze's twelve clones followed suit. They ignored Zhuang Zhou, who was attacking with great force, and instead launched an attack on Lin Ze regardless of their own safety.
Twelve waves of water bombs attacked Lin Ze from all directions, vowing to severely damage him.
Lin Ze glanced at Zhuang Zhou, who had difficulty arriving in time, sighed slightly, and waved his long sword as destiny came to him.
The twelve clones rushing towards Lin Ze froze at first, as if they were immobilized, and then the sword light flashed past and shattered into water droplets all over the sky.
Lin Ze, who was showing off his power, did not feel happy or at ease. Instead, he looked at the cloud of luck above his head that was unable to make ends meet, with a worried look on his face.
If this continues, Lin Ze has no doubt that he will put on a show for others. What does it mean that when time comes, heaven and earth will use the same force to transport heroes without freedom.
When Lin Ze does not use enough Qi to maintain the state of destiny, it may be the day he falls.
Zhuang Zhou rushed to Lin Ze's side and saw that he still used his destiny. He sighed helplessly, patted Lin Ze's shoulder and said seriously: "Junior brother, try not to fight with others next time, leave everything to senior brother."
Come."
Lin Ze gave a faint hum and didn't say much. He really needed Zhuang Zhou's protection at the moment, otherwise he would probably be consumed to death.
As soon as Zhuang Zhou finished speaking, a smiling face appeared in the sky and gradually expanded, covering half of the sky.
When Lin Ze saw this smiling face, he wanted to laugh for some reason. Just when he was about to laugh out loud, a sense of extreme danger emerged from his heart.
Lin Ze decisively punched himself in the face, and the pain drove away his smile.
When he looked again, the smiling face suddenly turned into a crying face, and Lin Ze couldn't help but want to cry.
At this time, Lin Ze heard Zhuang Zhou's furious voice: "Maitreya Buddha, how dare you make a sneak attack?"
A colorful butterfly emerged from Zhuang Zhou's body, grew tens of thousands of times in an instant, jumped into the sky, and took a bite on Zhuang Zhou's crying face.
Crying Face let out a wail and disappeared in the air.
Lin Ze's feeling of wanting to cry disappeared immediately, and his face became gloomy. If Zhuang Zhou hadn't taken action, he would have fallen into the plot of the Buddhist Maitreya Buddha.
However, things were far from over, and the sky suddenly became a little darker.
Lin Ze looked up and saw an upside-down white jade bottle appearing above his head, and a huge suction force came from above.
In an instant, Lin Ze's body couldn't stop flying towards the mouth of the bottle.
Just as they took off, a pulling force came from Lin Ze's feet. Lin Ze looked down and saw that it was Zhuang Zhou who had caught him.
But the suction force didn't dissipate, and it still pulled Lin Ze, trying not to stop until he was pulled into the bottle.
Zhuang Zhouzhou held Lin Ze's hand, looked at the white jade bottle, and shouted: "Hey, back off."
The white-fat jade bottle hanging high in the sky shook three times in a row, shrunk sharply, escaped into the void, and disappeared.
Before Zhuang Zhou could take a breath, three streams of awe-inspiring righteousness formed a formation of three talents and rushed towards him.
Zhuang Zhou looked indifferent, took off the wine bottle from his waist, and opened the lid.
A green torrent rushed out from the wine pot, submerging the three great rivers of righteousness. For a moment, the world was silent.
Zhuang Zhou put the lid back on the wine pot and looked around with cold and determined eyes.
Yunmengze Shuijun, Nanzhao Fire God, Buddhist Maitreya Guanyin, and Confucian Meng Keyan returned to Xun Kuang. In just a short moment, seven heavenly beings from the third realm took action one after another, but without exception, they were blocked by Zhuang Zhou.
As worthy of being called the number one person under the saint realm, Lin Ze, who was watching the whole process, even wanted to shout on Zhuang Zhou's behalf: "Who else is there?"
The next moment, figures appeared in the sky one after another. Lin Ze counted them along, one, two, three, four..., no more, no less, exactly ten.
It was just a secular dynasty war, but it actually gathered a saint and twelve heavenly beings in the third realm. Is it really worthy of being a world of great strife?
When Zhuang Zhou saw this scene, he grabbed Lin Ze without even thinking. The two people's bodies instantly became illusory. When they solidified again, they were already thousands of miles away.
Lin Ze sighed slightly and said, "Senior brother, don't you think you should bother the teacher to come and sit in charge? With so many heavenly beings from the third realm gathered here, the heart of the deceased junior brother is clearly revealed."
Zhuang Zhou comforted him and said: "Junior brother, don't panic. My brother is here and I will definitely keep you safe and sound."
Lin Ze said calmly: "But two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands, tigers are also afraid of wolves, and there are more and more third realms of heaven and humans assigned by Confucianism and Buddhism. Although senior brother is profound, he may not be able to carry on forever.
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Zhuang Zhouyi said with a serious face: "Junior brother, why are you so pessimistic? He may have people in Confucianism and Buddhism, but don't we have no one in our Taoist palace?"
"Your three senior brothers Hui Shi, Zhang Daoling, Taishan Monarch, Mr. Mo Zhai, plus you and me, the six of us working together are more than enough to take on ten people, so why should we be afraid?"
Lin Ze smiled bitterly and said: "Not everyone has the level of cultivation of senior brother. Senior brother Zhang Daoling and I have only just entered the third realm of heaven and human beings for the first time. Our use and understanding of the Dao are at most comparable to that of Jiang Shang."
"Third senior brother is stronger, but at the level of the three Buddhas of Buddhism and the three sages of Confucianism, it is difficult to fight one against two."
"Taishan Monarch and Mo Zhai are not from the Dao Palace, nor are they related to the Dao Palace. Can senior brother expect them to fight for the Dao Palace?"
Zhuang Zhou looked hesitant: "But..."
Lin Ze replied with a solemn tone: "Junior brother said this not to undermine the confidence of senior brother, but just wanted to ask, junior brother, can I kill a few celestial beings in the third realm?"
Zhuang Zhou was stunned when he heard this. He probably didn't expect Lin Ze to speak with such a broad span. He hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Junior brother must not have such an idea."
Lin Ze asked in return: "Why can't we have this idea? In a world of great strife, isn't it human nature for the realm of heaven and man to fall?"
Zhuang Zhou scratched his head with a hint of annoyance and said, "Other than senior brother, I would have stopped you. Junior brother, have you really not considered how much luck will be lost by killing a third-level celestial being?"
"Three, junior brother can kill at most three heavenly beings in the third realm, and the luck will directly bottom out, causing the destiny to be on the verge of collapse..."
Lin Ze suddenly interrupted: "But this is better than being cut with a dull knife and being consumed bit by bit, isn't it? Ten heavenly beings in the third realm take turns taking action. How long can you hold on, senior brother, and how long can I hold on?"
"Just keep doing nothing, find the right opportunity, and you and I will join forces to trap one of them to death. How many people can be promoted to the third level of heaven and human beings without risking their lives?"
"It doesn't take three. As long as senior brothers cooperate with each other and you and I kill one together, we can achieve the effect of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys. From now on, these heavenly beings in the third realm will definitely not dare to appear in front of you and me easily."
"In this case, the situation will definitely be reversed. Senior brother, do you think it is difficult to make a choice?"
Zhuang Zhou was silent for a while, then slowly uttered one word: "Okay."