The first arrow just blew into the crack with the gun in Ningcheng, while the second arrow tore the crack bigger with Ye Mo's purple knife curtain.

At the peak of the violent tearing breath, the third arrow just complements the past.

A crack up to two feet long and half a foot wide appeared in the void, but the naked eye can clearly see that the crack began to shrink rapidly after it appeared. It is conceivable that in a few more breath time, the crack that has just appeared will disappear again.

"Let's go!" the three rushed out almost at the same time. The four natural treasures burst at the same time. Coupled with the impact of the burst array, and the three made every effort to open such a big gap. If they want to tear up this space again when the gap is closed again, it is almost impossible.

If the boundary of any space is torn for the first time, it is the easiest time. Once the tear is completed once, the regular space boundary will automatically complete the rules, and more force is required for the next tear. If there is no regular space boundary, it will also evolve automatically, making the boundary more solid.

Moreover, without these factors, the treasure of creation is not a rotten street. It exists as much as it needs.

The three turned into three shadow lines and disappeared in the crack. The next moment, the crack returned to its original state again.

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As soon as di Jiu rushed out of the crack, he was stunned. For the first time, he realized that there was no space, no, not even space.

He really can't feel the existence of space. He clearly exists in space, but he has a strange feeling. It seems that he doesn't exist, let alone space. They don't exist. Where does the space come from?

There are no rules, time and space, color and soil here. It is not black, but a void beyond black. Yes, di Jiu thinks it's too appropriate to use empty description. Everything here is empty. Maybe it should be said that everything here is empty.

If there is anything else, it is that his thought still exists. He can't display his Taoism, stretch his mind, open his eyes, including his Tao pupil, but his thought is still active.

Di Jiu curled up in place and felt uncomfortable all over. He wanted to stand up straight, but he found that there was no space around him to stand up. If something obstructs him, he can't feel what obstructs him, which is an extremely unfit sense of emptiness.

As soon as he rushed out of the crack, he seemed to be constantly compressed. Di Jiu suspected that after a period of time, his whole person would be compressed into nothingness and finally disappear.

Fortunately for him, he can still exist after he breaks through the crack.

At first, di Jiu even thought that space was compressing. Since space was compressing, it showed that there was space here. But when he curled up, he understood that it was not the compression of space, but his meridians, flesh and blood, internal organs

Everything in his own body is shrinking automatically, and then most of it begins to dissipate. It is conceivable that his thoughts should dissipate at last.

"Ye mo... Ningcheng..." Di Jiu wanted to cry, and then he found that his mouth could not be opened. He was like a baby still in the mother, helpless to the extreme.

Just a short time, di Jiu calmed down. Maybe this is the real chaos. Chaos is not able to walk, preach or practice at all.

Chaos can't survive any life at all, but a place that seems to exist and doesn't seem to exist.

If the three of them do not rush in, the chaos where they are does not exist at all. Just because the three of them rush in, there are the three of them, or their positions. When they disappear, everything disappears.

Once he calmed down, di Jiu quickly began to build new rules of heaven and earth through his mind. Instead of his own weekly operation, he built the rules of heaven and earth through the chaos where his mind does not exist outside, and through his understanding of the rules.

Time slowly disappeared, and di Jiu constructed again and again. No matter how many times he built it, it was like mud into the sea. But di Jiu was not anxious at all. He still constructed the rules he understood repeatedly. In this case, urgency is useless. This construction was the only thing he could do until he fell.

This is a way of constructing without using your own divine elements, your own divine thoughts, or your own meridians.

Maybe, even if he wants to use it, he can't use it.

Day after day, year after year!

Di Jiu's body was almost compressed to the extreme. The place occupied by the whole person was not even a foot around, and his thought began to blur gradually.

Di Jiu is still trying to keep a little sober. With his own ideas, he repeatedly constructs the avenue rules he understands and the universe rules he imagines

Maybe one day he died and couldn't build a complete rule. No, he couldn't even build a rule, but he didn't regret it. People in this life, after all, must face a thing to do, whether success or failure, whether life or death, this is not what he can choose.

When Di Jiu's consciousness began to blur, he felt a breath of vitality, like a withering grass growing with the help of his rules.

After this breath of vitality was felt by Di Jiu, his idea slowly became clear again from the blur. When Di Jiu definitely caught the grass's survival, he was very excited. He was sure that ye Mo's Avenue of all things began to evolve.

Yemo wants to evolve all things. If he is anywhere else, even in any corner, he can quickly build a new world of all things. Just like his rule Avenue, if he wants to rebuild a cosmic rule world, it is also fast and simple. Because they can use the existing cosmic rules, but the existing cosmic rules are not theirs.

Unfortunately, in this place, he can't use the rules to build his cosmic rule world, and Yemo can't use the evolution of all things to evolve his avenue of all things.

Darkness only needs a match. When a glimmer of light appears, everything becomes slowly clear. The next thing to do is to add something else to the flame.

Just like Dijiu, Yemo doesn't use his own universe to derive the vitality of all things. He also uses his own ideas to evolve the one that doesn't exist at all.

This rootless place wants to evolve a part of the completely impossible existence. At the moment, Yemo can only hope that Dijiu can construct new rules of heaven and earth at the same time. Without the rules constructed by Dijiu, he can only die here in the end. Nirvana is dead, and he can't evolve it.

When that finally appeared out of thin air, Yemo almost fell into the idea of destruction. Suddenly, he knew he had succeeded.

With one, everything becomes simple.

Life two, two born three, three born all things, what is missing is only time.

At the same time, Ningcheng almost gave up. The Guiyi Avenue he built through his own ideas was like water without a source and trees without roots. No matter how many Tao thoughts his thoughts construct, they are finally swallowed up by what none of them have.

This swallowing is like swallowing his body, which is quickly compressed and then gradually dies.

What made Ningcheng excited was that when he couldn't stick to it anymore, his mind seemed to be watered with a clear spring. Then he felt a trace of rules and a trace of vitality.

Guiyi Avenue has a foundation in an instant, and it is no longer the rootless Ping.

Tao is from simple to complex, and everything is from one to more

All transcendent rules and all things are bound, then wither and turn into new life. The unity that binds all things will disappear as long as it goes beyond the newly constructed simple world.

(that's all for today's update. Good night, friends!)