Ninth in The World

boom! The crack of the tremor heart came, and the boundless violent knife slammed on the edge of chaos. Di Jiuqiu spurted blood, his hair was gray, and his face was old and bright!

This moment is a billion years for Di Jiu. He consumed all his blood and longevity in this moment.

Hey! The boundless chaos of the vastness was torn apart by the endless wave of Di Jiu. However, Di Jiu’s vitality and breath were exhausted, and this boundless chaos was only torn apart and not completely shattered. At this moment, the boundless sword wave has gradually weakened, like a peaceful tail wave slamming on the shore, bringing a sigh of lost power.

Hey! Another crack, the scorpion knife that accompanied the life of Di Jiu was turned into pieces, and the inch was torn.

Di Jiu’s heart hurts and can’t help but shed tears.

This tear is not because he did not open the chaos of this world, this tear is not the body of his Di Jiu is old, life is about to collapse! This tear is just for his scorpion knife!

Finally, when his life is about to dissipate, the Scorpio knife will be broken in one step. This knife was born because of him, and the knife died because of him.

But this chaos is a world, and he is not open after all, and his strength is not enough after all, only a little bit, a little bit. Di Jiu’s heart raised a kind of sorrow. He couldn’t open the world. He would turn into dust, just like his Scorpio. No, it is a trace of dust that will not be left.

At this moment, Di Jiu was fully aware of the three machines.

Three machines, the wind and the sea are under the sea, the waves are rolling and innocent. The knife is tens of thousands of miles, and there is no trace of dust.

It’s not just the half-filament of his years, but the same is also his own. When he could not use the 90,000-mile blade to smash everything under the knife, he would become nothingness, and even the dust would not be left.

In the infinite chaos, there seems to be a voice coming. This voice is like a drum, and the next bang is deep in the fragile heart of Di Jiu.

"To use the body sacrifice, open up this world!

Use the soul sacrifice to perfect this world!

Use the Taoist sacrifice to prosper this world!

......"

This kind of voice makes Di Jiu have an impulse. He wants to scream out insanely, and he wants to use his own body to pay homage to let his body open up the mountains and rivers. He will pay homage to his soul and perfect the life of this world. He will use his own avenue to pay homage to make this world more prosperous!

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

Instead of going to death right away, it is better to use everything that you have to pay homage to the world that has been opened up by yourself and let this world grow up. It was like the sound, let him go early and the last trace of the fall.

Di Jiu’s perennial cultivation, dealing with the inexhaustible and willing will make him still have a deep question in his heart. He is asking himself, why is this? why?

I am running out of my life, exhausting my own vitality, what is it for opening this world? I want to live, I want to live freely, not to make a wedding dress for others.

Di Jiuyi shouted, "I can come naked, or you can walk naked. I can die, I will not use my body to pay anything for anything. I am born in the universe, in the universe. No matter who is reincarnation, no one can control my reincarnation. No one can control what I don't want to do! Use my body to use my way to pay homage to my own open world. Why? , give it up!"

Between the nine hands, the reincarnation bridge came out.

At this moment, even if Di Jiu entered his reincarnation bridge, he would not respond to the heavens and use his body and soul to pay homage to the world.

Life and death ten law circles, six roads from the cycle!

This round of bridges is mine. No matter how many legal circles I build, in my reincarnation bridge, I can go around reincarnation. No one can control me.

Di Jiu took advantage of the old body, with pale hair, and crossed the reincarnation bridge.

The reincarnation bridge appeared in chaos, and Di Jiu stood on the reincarnation bridge and laughed. "Reincarnation bridge, give me a long time! I Di Jiuyong never pays homage to myself. I am a reincarnation, and my reincarnation bridge spans everything. For my reincarnation."

This chaos is opened up by oneself. I want to let myself use the soul of the body and the avenue to pay homage to this world. It is a dream. Even if he is going to reincarnate, he will use the reincarnation bridge to occupy more places, and the place where the reincarnation bridges will be the site of his reincarnation.

There is no life here, no avenues, no rules, no friends and relatives! Why should I pay homage to this world? I am not selfish, but no one wants to selfishly occupy everything I have. My reincarnation bridge has to occupy more places of reincarnation for me to reincarnate, because this chaotic world is open to me, although I have not fully developed it.

The reincarnation bridge is under the avenue of Di Jiu, and it is skyrocketing. Ten feet, Baizhang, Wanzhang, and Yiwanzhang...

Even though the rhythm of Di Jiu is getting weaker, the reincarnation bridge is still skyrocketing.

Hey! The chaotic domain that was opened by Di Jiu and did not completely open was torn by the reincarnation bridge. The reincarnation bridge is constantly skyrocketing, but it slowly tears the chaos that has not been opened by Di Jiu.

The only remaining will of Di Jiu was to make the world book for the body to protect his whole body, and then communicated to Jianmu.

Although knowing that his chances of surviving are negligible, Di Jiu will not be self-satisfied, nor will he go to self-sacrifice. 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.

Communicating the building of wood is the mind of Di Jiu. Jianmu is the head of Wanmu, and it is also the opening of the chaotic universe. Who can be sure that Jianmu can't keep him alive?

......

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

Di Jiu Shouyuan's blood is exhausted, but because of the construction of wood is still alive. In the endless years, Di Jiu’s avenue and the chaos merged together.

In the unconsciousness, the chaotic rule of Di Jiu Jiu was captured by Di Jiu, and it also merged into his Zhou Tian operation.

Because of the existence of Jianmu, Di Jiu’s Zhou Day’s operation became more and more round, and his vitality was gradually growing. Between waking up and waking up, Di Jiu felt that he was about to seize the most important thing in his avenue...

It can be clearly stated that such a thing is in front of his eyes, and he is within reach of his hand. He can't catch it and can't touch it.

I don't know how many chaotic times have passed!

That kind of things that Dian Jiu can never catch ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Under the accumulation of endless years, he finally caught the real feeling.

It was as if when he was modeling, he took his own magical powers, just like when he joined the road, he took his own rule avenue!

Today, he has to step into a higher level, and he must once again pick up the things that can't carry his third step.

It is not a supernatural power, not a Tao, but a world of hiss.

His world has always been the ninth world. His ninth world is the fusion of the Holy Ghost and his own sea of ​​will and the ninth.

The hardship of the ninth world is better than the innate magic weapon, and even the construction of wood can survive.

In such a world, is he going to go?

Hesitation is only that moment, it is a moment of nostalgia, Di Jiu will not hesitate to decide, hehe!

Almost at the same time that Di Jiu decided to swear, he opened his eyes.

There is still chaos around, but this chaos is no longer the chaos that he could not cultivate before, but he was half opened by him, and then was carried by the reincarnation bridge, and did not turn into a 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 this moment has been traversed at the ends of this chaotic boundary.

At the moment when he opened his eyes, the voice that had been calling for his memorial disappeared without a trace. Di Jiu is also a shout, he is venting his depression and grievances, but also miss the lost knives.

After a full fragrant time, Di Jiu only waved his endless rhyme and shouted, "Give me!"

(Today is still one, friends, good night!)