Chapter 1017

Boom! The crack sound of trembling heart came, and the endless violent knife curtain roared at the edge of chaos. Di 97's orifices gushed blood, his hair was gray and his face was old in the blink of an eye!

This moment is hundreds of millions of years for Di Jiu. He consumed all his blood essence and longevity yuan at this moment.

Click! The boundless chaos was torn open by an endless knife wave of Di Jiu. But di Jiu's vitality and breath have been exhausted, and this boundless chaos is only torn apart, and has not been completely broken. At this moment, the boundless knife wave has gradually weakened, like a peaceful tail wave crashing on the shore, with a sigh of loss of strength.

Click! There was another crack sound, and the Tiansha knife that almost accompanied Di Jiuyi turned into fragments and tore inch by inch.

Di Jiu felt a pain in his heart and couldn't help crying.

This tear is not because he did not split this chaotic world, nor is this tear that his Di Jiu's body has become old, and his life is about to collapse! The tears were only shed for his heavenly Sabre!

Finally, when his life was about to dissipate, tiansa Dao collapsed first. The knife was born because of him, and the knife died because of him.

But in this chaotic world, his Di Jiu didn't open after all. His strength is still not enough after all, only a little, a little. A kind of sadness rose in di Jiu's heart. If he could not open this boundary, he would turn into dust, just like his sky whirling knife. No, it's a speck of dust.

At this moment, di Jiu completely realized the three opportunities of years.

With three machines, the wind and sand are under the sea, and the waves are rolling and floating. The blade has a long span of 90000 miles, and there is no half silk dust.

The missing half silk dust is not only the place blasted by the three machines of his years, but also refers to his Di Jiu himself. When he di Jiu can't blow everything under the blade into nothingness with the wave of the knife curtain of 90000 miles, he di Jiu will become nothingness and can't even leave dust.

In the infinite chaos, there seems to be a voice. The sound was like a heart drum, which roared again and again in di Jiu's tired and fragile heart.

"We should use body sacrifice to open up this world!

We should use soul sacrifice to improve this world!

We should use Taoist sacrifice to prosper this world!

……”

This sound makes Di Jiu have an impulse. He wants to roar out crazily, sacrifice with his body, and let his body open up this boundary of mountains and rivers. He wants to sacrifice with his soul to improve the life derivation of this world. He wants to sacrifice with his own avenue to make this world more prosperous!

In order to split the sixth knife, my life yuan has burned out. In order to get out of this chaos, my body has become old.

Rather than die right away, it's better to use all of your own to commemorate this world opened up by yourself and let this world grow up. Just like that voice, let him have the last sustenance before falling early.

Di Jiu practiced alone all year round, and his independent will to deal with endless frustrations left him a trace of rhetorical questions in the deepest part of his heart. He's asking himself, why? Why?

I exhausted my life, exhausted my blood essence and vitality. What is the purpose of splitting this world? I want to live, I want to live freely, not to make wedding clothes for others.

Di Jiu screamed, "I Dijiu can come or go naked. I can die. I won't sacrifice anything with my own body. I Dijiu was born in the universe and fell into the universe, whether reincarnation or not. No one can control my reincarnation, and no one can control what I don't want to do! I can sacrifice my own split world with my body and my way What? Reincarnation bridge, get up! "

Between Di's nine hands, the reincarnation bridge burst out.

At this moment, even if Di Jiu entered his reincarnation bridge, he would not respond to the way of heaven and sacrifice a world with his body and soul.

Ten Dharma realms of life and death, six self samsara!

This reincarnation bridge is mine. No matter how many Dharma circles are built, in my reincarnation bridge, I can go to reincarnation at will, and no one can control me.

With his old body bent and pale hair, di Jiu stepped onto the reincarnation bridge.

The reincarnation bridge appeared in chaos. Di Jiu stood on the reincarnation bridge and laughed, "reincarnation bridge, give me a long life! I di Jiu will never sacrifice myself. I di Jiu is like reincarnation. Everything across my reincarnation bridge is my reincarnation place."

This realm of chaos is opened up by himself. It's a dream to want to sacrifice this realm with his body, soul and Avenue. Even if he wants to go to reincarnation, he should use the reincarnation bridge to occupy more places. All the places where the reincarnation bridge goes are the territory of his Di Jiu reincarnation.

There is no life, no road, no rules, and no friends and relatives here! Why should I sacrifice this world? I am not selfish, but no one wants to selfish occupy everything of me. MY reincarnation bridge should occupy more reincarnation places for me to reincarnate, because I opened up this chaotic world, although I haven't completely opened it up yet.

The reincarnation bridge is under di Jiu's Avenue, soaring in an instant, ten feet, hundred feet, ten thousand feet, hundreds of millions of feet

Even if Di Jiu's Tao rhyme is gradually weak, the reincarnation bridge is still soaring wildly.

Click! The chaotic boundary that was blasted by Di Jiu but not completely blasted was torn by the reincarnation bridge. The reincarnation bridge keeps soaring, but it slowly tears the chaotic boundary that di Jiu didn't split.

Di Jiu's only remaining will made the world written into noumenon, protected his whole body, and then communicated to Jianmu.

Although he knew that his chances of survival were slim, di Jiu would not fall from the sky, let alone sacrifice himself. The World Book protects him just in case he still has a glimmer of life. The world book can block some chaotic bombardment in chaos.

Communication Jianmu is di Jiu's idea of just in case. Jianmu is the first of all trees, and it is also the creation of the chaotic universe. Who can be sure that Jianmu can't keep him alive?

……

In the chaos, the passage of time has no trace.

Di jiushouyuan's blood essence was exhausted, but Jianmu still kept a trace of vitality. With the passage of endless years, di Jiu's Avenue, Zhou Tian and chaos merge together.

In his unconsciousness, the chaos rules split by Di Jiu were caught by Di Jiu and also integrated into his daily operation.

Because of Jianmu's existence, di Jiu's weekly operation is becoming more and more round, and his exhausted vitality is gradually exuberant. Before he seemed to wake up, di Jiu felt that he was about to grasp the most important thing in his Avenue

But clearly that thing was in front of him, within reach of his hand. He couldn't catch it or touch it.

I don't know how much chaotic time has passed!

The trace of things that di Jiu couldn't catch all the time. Under the accumulation of endless years, he finally caught the real feeling.

It's like he cut off his own magic power when he molded the Tao, just like he cut off his own rule Avenue when he combined the Tao!

Today, if he wants to step into a higher level, he must cut off the things that cannot carry his third step again.

It is not a supernatural power or Tao, but his world.

All along, his world is the ninth world. His ninth world is the integration of the holy Yin pearl and his will to know the sea, as well as the ninth Tao.

The hardness of the ninth world is better than the innate magic weapon. It can even make Jianmu survive.

Is he going to cut off such a world?

Hesitation was just a moment, a moment of nostalgia. Di Jiu decided not to hesitate and cut!

Almost at the same time that Dijiu decided to cut, he opened his eyes.

There was still chaos around him, but it was no longer the chaos he could not cultivate before, but was split in half by him, and then resisted by the reincarnation bridge, which did not turn into a boundary of chaos again.

Di Jiu looked at his feet. He stood on the reincarnation bridge. Everything was like the moment he lost consciousness. The only difference is that the reincarnation bridge at the moment has crossed both ends of this chaotic boundary.

At the moment he opened his eyes, the voice that had been calling for his sacrifice disappeared without a trace. Di Jiu screamed again. He was venting his depression and frustration, and he was also remembering the lost tiansa Dao.

After a full incense burning time, di Jiu waved and rolled up the endless rhyme and shouted, "cut it for me!"

(it's still one watch today. Good night, friends!)