Boom! A heart-shaking cracking sound came, and an endless curtain of violent swords hit the edge of chaos. Di Jiuqi's orifices spurted blood, his hair turned gray in an instant, and his face grew old in the blink of an eye!
This moment was like hundreds of millions of years to Di Jiu. He consumed all his blood essence and lifespan in this moment.
Click! The vast and boundless chaos was torn apart by Di Jiu's endless knife wave. However, Di Jiu's vitality and breath were exhausted, and the boundless chaos was only torn apart, not completely shattered. At this moment, the boundless chaos was torn apart.
The waves of the knife force have gradually weakened, like gentle tail waves crashing on the shore, bringing with them sighs that have lost their strength.
Click! There was another crack, and the Tiansuo knife that had been with Di Jiu for almost his entire life was shattered into pieces, torn apart inch by inch.
Di Jiu's heart ached and she couldn't help but shed tears.
These tears are not because he failed to split the realm of chaos, nor are these tears because Di Jiu's body has turned old and his life is about to collapse! These tears are just shed for his Tiansuo knife!
Finally, when his life was about to dissipate, Tiansuo Dao collapsed before him. This knife was born because of him, and this knife also died because of him.
But he, Di Jiu, could not open this realm of chaos after all. After all, his strength was still not enough. He was only missing a little bit. A kind of sadness arose in Di Jiu's heart. He could not open this realm.
It will turn into dust, just like his Tiansuo Sword. No, not even a trace of dust will remain.
At this moment, Di Jiu completely understood the three mechanisms of time.
There are three machines, the wind and sand are everywhere, the waves are rolling and the waves are innocent and floating. The sword shines nine thousand miles away, and not even a trace of dust can be seen.
The invisible dust was not only the place where the three machines of his years were blasted, but also refers to Di Jiu himself. When he, Di Jiu, could not use the 90,000-mile sword wave to blast everything under the sword's force.
If it becomes nothingness, Di Jiu will become nothingness, leaving no dust behind.
In the endless chaos, there seemed to be a voice. This voice was like a heart drum, pounding into the depths of Di Jiu's tired and fragile soul again and again.
"I must sacrifice my body to open up this realm!
We must use soul sacrifice to perfect this world!
Use Taoist sacrifices to prosper this world!
…”
This sound gave Di Jiu an impulse. He wanted to scream like crazy, use his own body to pay tribute, and let his body open up the mountains and rivers of this world. He wanted to use his soul to pay tribute and perfect the world.
Life is derived. He will use his own avenue to pay tribute and make this world more prosperous!
In order to strike the sixth sword, my longevity has been burned out, and in order to get out of this chaos, my body has turned old.
Rather than die right away, it is better to use everything he has to pay tribute to the world he created and let it grow. Just like that voice, it gave him the last trace of sustenance before his death.
Di Jiu has been practicing alone for many years, and his independent will to face the endless ups and downs left him with a trace of rhetorical question in the deepest part of his heart. He was asking himself, why is this? Why?
I have exhausted my life span, exhausted my essence and blood, and split this world for what purpose? I am in order to survive, I am in order to live freely, not to make a wedding dress for others.
Di Jiu roared, "I, Di Jiu, can come naked, and I can leave naked. I can die, and I will not use my body to pay tribute to anything. I, Di Jiu, was born in the universe and died in the universe."
In between, no matter reincarnation or not, no one can control my reincarnation, no one can control what I don’t want to do! Use my body and my way to pay tribute to the world I split. Why? Reincarnation Bridge
,Give it to me!" : :
As soon as Di Jiu opened his hands, the Reincarnation Bridge exploded out.
At this moment, even if Di Jiu enters his own reincarnation bridge, he will not respond to the law of heaven and use his body and soul to sacrifice a world.
The Ten Dharma Realms of Life and Death, the Six Paths of Reincarnation!
This reincarnation bridge is mine. No matter how many Dharma realms are built, in my reincarnation bridge, I can reincarnate at will, and no one can control me.
Di Jiu, with his old body bent and pale hair on his head, stepped onto the Samsara Bridge.
The Reincarnation Bridge appeared in the chaos. Di Jiu stood on the Reincarnation Bridge and laughed, "Grow me the Reincarnation Bridge! I, Di Jiu, will never sacrifice myself. If I, Di Jiu, reincarnate, everything that my Reincarnation Bridge spans will be destroyed."
For my reincarnation place.”
This world of chaos was created by himself. It is just a dream if he wants to use his body, soul and avenue to commemorate this world. Even if he is going to reincarnate, he will use the reincarnation bridge to occupy more places. Wherever the reincarnation bridge reaches
The land is all his territory in Di Jiu's reincarnation.
There is no life, no avenue, no rules here, let alone my relatives and friends! Why should I, Di Jiu, pay homage to this world? I am not selfish, but no one can selfishly take over everything about me, Di Jiu. My bridge of reincarnation.
I need to occupy more reincarnation places for me to reincarnate, because I opened up this realm of chaos, although I haven't completely opened it up yet.
Under Di Jiu's avenue, the Reincarnation Bridge suddenly skyrocketed, ten feet, one hundred feet, ten thousand feet, hundreds of millions of feet...
Even if Di Jiu's Dao Yun gradually weakened, the Reincarnation Bridge was still growing crazily.
Click! The realm of chaos that was blasted away by Di Jiu but not completely was torn apart by the Reincarnation Bridge. The reincarnation bridge continued to surge, but it slowly tore apart the realm of chaos that Di Jiu's knife had not split open.
With Di Jiu's remaining will, the World Book transformed into its own body and protected his whole body, and then communicated with Jianmu.
Even though he knew that his chance of survival was very slim, Di Jiu would not commit suicide, let alone sacrifice himself. The World Book protected him just in case he still had a glimmer of hope. The World Book could block it.
Some chaotic bombardment within chaos.
Di Jiu communicated with Jianmu just in case. Jianmu is the first of all trees, and it is also the thing that opened up the chaotic universe. Who can be sure that Jianmu cannot let him retain a trace of vitality?
…
In the chaos, the passage of time has no trace.
Di Jiu's longevity essence and blood were exhausted, but because of Jianmu, he still retained a glimmer of vitality. As endless years passed, Di Jiu's Great Dao, Zhou Tian, and Chaos merged together.
Without realizing it, the chaotic rules of the world that Di Jiu split were captured by Di Jiu, and were also integrated into his celestial movement.
Because of Jianmu's existence, Di Jiu's movements became more and more mellow, and the vitality that had been burned out by him gradually became stronger. Before he seemed to wake up, Di Jiu felt that he was about to catch something in his path.
The most important thing in...
But that thing was clearly right in front of him, within reach of his hand, but he couldn't catch it or touch it.
I don’t know how much chaotic time has passed!
That trace of something that Di Jiu could never catch, after endless years of accumulation, he finally caught the real feeling.
It's like when he formed the Tao, he cut off his magical power, just like when he merged with the Tao, he cut off his own rules and regulations!
Today, if he wants to step into a higher level, he must once again cut off the things that cannot bear his third step.
That is not supernatural power or Tao, but his world.
His world has always been the ninth world, and his ninth world is the fusion of the Holy Yin Pearl, his sea of consciousness will, and the ninth path.
The ninth world is stronger than the innate magic weapon, and can even bring Jian Mucheng back to life.
Does he want to destroy this world?
The hesitation was just for that moment, it was a moment of nostalgia, Di Jiu decided without hesitation, kill!
Almost at the same time that Di Jiu decided to kill, he opened his eyes.
There was still chaos around him, but this chaos was no longer the chaos he had been unable to cultivate before. Instead, it was split in half by him, and then held up by the Samsara Bridge, preventing it from turning into a realm of chaos again.
Di Jiu looked at his feet. He was standing on the Reincarnation Bridge. Everything was just like the moment he lost consciousness. The only difference was that the Reincarnation Bridge at this moment was already straddling the two ends of this chaotic world.
The moment he opened his eyes, the voice that had been calling him to pay homage disappeared without a trace. Di Jiu roared again. He was venting his depression and grievance, and he was also missing the lost heaven.
Sword.
After a full stick of incense had passed, Di Jiu waved his hand and rolled up the endless rhyme, shouting loudly, "Behead it!"