Boom! A cracking sound of trembling hearts came, and a continuous and boundless violent knife curtain bombarded the edge of chaos, and all Di Jiuqi's knots spurted blood, his hair turned gray in an instant, and his face turned old in the blink of an eye!

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

The vast and boundless chaos was torn apart by Di Jiu's endless wave of swords. However, Di Jiu's vitality and aura had been exhausted, and this boundless chaos was only torn apart, not completely shattered. At this moment, the boundless sword wave has gradually weakened, like a peaceful wake wave crashing on the shore, bringing a sigh of loss of strength.

There was another crackling sound, and the Tiansa knife that had almost accompanied Di Jiu's life turned into pieces and tore inch by inch.

Di Jiu's heart ached, and he couldn't help but shed tears.

These tears are not because he has not split this chaotic realm, and these tears are not because his Di Jiu's body has turned into old age, and his life is about to collapse!

Finally, when his life was about to dissipate, the Heavenly Sword collapsed before him. The sword was born because of him, and the sword died because of him.

But this chaotic realm, he Di Jiu didn't open it after all, and his strength was still not enough after all, only a little bit, a little bit. A kind of sadness rose in Di Jiu's heart, if he couldn't open this realm, he would turn into dust, just like his heavenly sword. No, there's not a speck of dust left.

At this moment, Di Jiucai completely understood the three machines of the years.

Three machines, the wind and sand and the dark sea are below, and the waves are rolling and innocent. The sword is 90,000 miles, and there is no trace of dust.

The lack of half a trace of dust is not only the place where his years and years are bombarded, but also refers to him Di Jiu himself. When he Di Jiu can't use the waves of the knife curtain of 90,000 miles to blast everything under the knife into nothingness, he Di Jiu will become nothingness, and he can't even leave dust.

In the midst of the infinite chaos, there seemed to be a voice coming. This voice was like a heart drum, and it slammed into the depths of Di Jiu's tired and fragile heart again and again.

"Sacrifice with your body and open up this realm!

We must use soul sacrifices to perfect this realm!

It is necessary to use the Tao sacrifice to prosper this world!

......”

This kind of voice made Di Jiu have an impulse, he wanted to roar out wildly, to use his body to sacrifice, let his body open up this realm of mountains and rivers. He wants to sacrifice with his soul to perfect the life derivation of this realm. He wants to use his own avenue to pay tribute and make this world more and more prosperous!

In order to slash out the sixth sword, my longevity has burned out, and in order to get out of this chaos, my body has turned old.

Instead of dying immediately, it is better to use everything you have to pay tribute to this realm that has been opened up by yourself, and let this realm grow. It was as if the voice had given him the last shred of sustenance before his fall.

Di Jiu has been cultivating alone all year round, and his independent will to deal with endless ups and downs has left him with a trace of rhetorical questions in the deepest part of his heart. He was asking himself, why? Why?

I have exhausted my longevity, exhausted my essence and blood, what is the purpose of splitting this realm? I am here to live, I am to live freely, not to make wedding dresses for others.

Di Jiu let out a long roar, "I, Di Jiu, can come naked, or I can go naked." I can die, I don't sacrifice anything with my body. I, Di Jiu, was born between the universes and fell between the universes, whether reincarnated or not. No one can control my reincarnation, no one can control what I don't want to do! Use my body, use my Tao to sacrifice the realm that I have split by myself, why? The bridge of reincarnation, give it to me!"

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

At this moment, even if Di Jiu entered his own reincarnation bridge reincarnation, he would not respond to the way of heaven and use his body and soul to sacrifice to the first realm.

The Ten Dharma Realms of Life and Death, the Six Realms of Self-Reincarnation!

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

Di Jiu leaned on his old body, with his pale hair, and stepped onto the bridge of reincarnation.

The reincarnation bridge appeared in the chaos, Di Jiu stood on the reincarnation bridge and laughed, "Reincarnation bridge, give me long! I Di Jiu will never sacrifice myself, if I Di Jiu is reincarnated, everything that my reincarnation bridge spans is my reincarnation land." ”

This realm of chaos was opened up by oneself, and it was a dream to want to let oneself sacrifice this realm with one's body and soul and the Great Dao. Even if he is going to reincarnation, he will use the reincarnation bridge to occupy more places, and the places where the reincarnation bridge goes are all the territory of his Di Jiu's reincarnation.

There is no life, no avenue, no rules, and no my relatives and friends! Why should I, Di Jiu, want to pay tribute to this realm? I am not selfish, but no one wants to selfishly occupy everything in my Di Jiu. My bridge of reincarnation wants to occupy more places of reincarnation for me to reincarnate, because this realm of chaos was opened up by me, although I have not fully opened it up.

The reincarnation bridge is under the avenue of Di Jiu, and it soars instantly, ten zhang, one hundred zhang, ten thousand zhang, and hundreds of millions of zhang......

Even if Di Jiu's Dao rhyme gradually weakened, the Reincarnation Bridge was still soaring wildly.

The Chaos Realm, which was blasted open by Di Jiu, but not completely blasted open, was torn apart by the Reincarnation Bridge. The reincarnation bridge continued to skyrocket, but it slowly tore apart the chaotic realm that Di Jiu's knife had not split.

Di Jiu's only remaining trace of will allowed the World Book to turn into the body and protect his whole body, and then communicated to Jianmu.

Although he knew that his chances of survival were slim, Di Jiu would not fall by himself, let alone sacrifice himself. The World Book protects him, just in case he still has a chance of life, then the World Book can block some chaotic bombardment in the chaos.

Communicating with Jianmu is Di Jiu's mind of what to do. Jianmu is the first of all trees, and it is also the thing that opens up the chaotic universe. Who can be sure that Jianmu can't keep him alive?

......

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

Di Jiu Shouyuan's essence blood was exhausted, but because Jianmu still retained a trace of vitality. In the endless passage of time, Di Jiu's Great Dao Zhou Tian and Chaos fused together.

In his unconsciousness, the chaotic rules of this realm split by Di Jiu were caught by Di Jiu, and they were also integrated into his Zhou Tian operation.

Because of the existence of Jianmu, Di Jiu's Zhou Tian operation became more and more mellow, and the vitality that was burned out by him gradually flourished. Before he could wake up, Di Jiu felt that he was about to grasp the most important thing in his avenue......

But it was clear that such a thing was in front of him, within reach of his hand, and he just couldn't catch it, and he couldn't touch it.

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

That trace of what Di Jiu had never been able to catch, under the accumulation of endless years, he finally caught the real feeling.

It's as if when he was shaping the Dao, he cut off his supernatural powers, just like when he was in the Dao, he cut off his own rule Dao!

Today, if he wants to step into a higher level, he must once again cut off what cannot hold his third step.

It wasn't supernatural powers, it wasn't the Tao, it was his world.

All along, his world was the ninth world, and his ninth world was the fusion of the Holy Yin Bead and his own will to the sea of consciousness and the ninth realm.

The hardness of the Ninth World is better than the innate magic weapon, and it can even bring Jianmu back to life.

Is he going to cut down such a world?

Hesitation is just that moment, that is a kind of nostalgic moment, Di Jiu decided without hesitation, slash!

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

There was still chaos around him, but this chaos was no longer the chaos that he couldn't cultivate before, but was split in half by him, and then it was blocked by the reincarnation bridge, and it didn't turn into a chaotic realm again.

Di Jiu looked at his feet, he was standing on the bridge of reincarnation, everything was just like the moment he lost consciousness. The only difference is that at this moment, the reincarnation bridge is already at both ends of this chaotic realm.

The moment he opened his eyes, the voice that had been calling for his memorial service disappeared without a trace. Di Jiu let out another long howl, he was venting his frustration and grievances, and he was also missing the lost Tiansa Knife.

After a long time of incense, Di Jiu waved his hand and rolled up the endless rhyme, and shouted, "Give me a cut!"

(Today is still a watch, good night friends!)