Chapter 1017

Boom! Trembling heart crack sound came, the endless fury of the sword screen boom in the edge of chaos, di Jiuqi orifices are all bleeding, hair white, face blinking old!

This moment is billions of years for Di Jiu. He consumed all his blood essence and Shouyuan in this instant.

Click! The boundless chaos is torn open by Di Jiu's endless sword wave. But Dijiu's vitality and breath were exhausted, and the boundless chaos was only torn apart, not completely smashed. At the moment, the boundless wave has gradually weakened, just like the peaceful tail wave on the shore, with a sigh of losing strength.

Click! It is a crack to ring again, that almost accompanies the day of Di Jiu Yi Sheng to turn to pieces, inch inch tear.

Di nine heart a pain, can't help but shed tears.

It's not because he didn't split the chaotic world, it's not because his body became old and his life was about to collapse! The tears, just for his tianshao Dao!

Finally, when his life was about to dissipate, Tiansuo Dao broke away first. This knife was born because of him, and this knife died because of him.

But in this chaotic world, he did not open it after all. His strength was not enough after all, only a little bit, a little bit. A kind of sadness rises in di Jiu's heart. If he can't open this world, he will turn into dust, just like his tianshao Dao. No, it's not a speck of dust left.

At this moment, di Jiucai fully realized the three opportunities of years.

Three machines, wind and sand under the sea, waves rolling, naive floating. The sword is nine thousand miles away, and there is no dust.

The missing half silk dust is not only his years, but also refers to himself. When he Dijiu can't use the wave of ninety thousand li sword curtain to blow everything under the sword into nothingness, he Dijiu will become nothingness, even the dust can't be left.

In the infinite chaos, there seems to be a voice. This sound is like a heart drum, which is pounding in di Jiu's tired and fragile heart.

"Use body sacrifice to open up this world!

We should use soul sacrifice to perfect this world!

We should use DAO to sacrifice and prosper the world!

……”

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

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

Instead of going to die immediately, it's better to use all of your own to commemorate the world opened up by yourself and let it grow up. Just like the sound, let him early fall before the last trace of sustenance.

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

I used up my Shouyuan, my blood essence and vitality. What's the purpose of splitting this world? I want to live, I want to live freely, not to make wedding clothes for others.

Dijiu let out a long cry, "I Dijiu can come and go naked. I can die. I won't sacrifice anything with my body. I Dijiu was born in the universe, meteorite in the universe, whether reincarnation or not. No one can control my reincarnation, no one can control what I don't want to do! With my body, with my way to sacrifice my own split boundary, why? Reincarnation bridge, give me up

Between di Jiuzhang's hands, the reincarnation bridge comes out.

At this moment, even if Di Jiu enters his own reincarnation bridge reincarnation, he will not respond to the way of heaven and use his own body and soul to commemorate the world.

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

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

Dijiu bent his old body, with pale hair on his head, stepped on the reincarnation bridge.

Reincarnation bridge appears in chaos, di Jiu stands on reincarnation bridge and laughs, "reincarnation bridge, give me a long time! I di Jiu will never sacrifice myself. If I di Jiu is reincarnation, everything that my reincarnation bridge crosses is my reincarnation place. "

The chaos of this world was created by myself. It's a dream that I want to sacrifice this world with my body, soul and Avenue. Even if he wants to go to reincarnation, he also needs to use reincarnation bridge to occupy more places. All the places that reincarnation bridge goes to are his territory.

There is no life, no road, no rules, no friends and relatives! Why should Dijiu sacrifice this world? I'm not selfish, but nobody wants to be selfish and take over all of my Dijiu. MY reincarnation bridge needs to occupy more places of reincarnation. Let me reincarnate, because I have opened up the chaotic world, although I have not yet fully opened up it.

The reincarnation bridge, under the road of Dijiu, soars rapidly, ten, hundreds, thousands, hundreds of millions

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

Click! The chaotic boundary, which is opened by Di Jiu but not completely, is torn by the reincarnation bridge. Reincarnation bridge keeps rising, but it slowly tears the chaotic world that di Jiu didn't split. Di Jiu's only trace of will makes the world become noumenon, protects his whole body, and then communicates with Jianmu. Although he knew that his chances of survival were slim, di Jiu would not die, let alone sacrifice himself. The World Book protects him just in case he still has a chance to survive. The world book can block the bombardment of chaos. Communication Jianmu is di Jiu's idea of just in case. Jianmu is the first of thousands of trees, and also the pioneer of the chaotic universe. Who can be sure that Jianmu can't keep him alive Chaos, the passage of time is no trace. Di jiushouyuan's essence and blood are exhausted, but Jianmu still keeps a trace of vitality. In the course of endless years, Dijiu's Avenue and chaos merge together. In the unconscious, the chaotic rules of the world split by Di Jiu are captured by Di Jiu, and also integrated into his operation of the week. Because of Jianmu's existence, Dijiu's operation is more and more mellow, and his vitality is also gradually vigorous. Before he woke up, di Jiu felt that he was about to seize the most important thing in his Avenue... But it was clear that the thing was in front of him, and it was within his reach. He could not catch it or touch it. I don't know how much chaotic time has passed! That trace of things that di Jiu could not catch all the time, under the accumulation of endless years, he finally caught the real feeling. It's like he cut off his magic power when he was shaping the Tao, just like he cut off his regular Avenue when he was combining the Tao! Today, if he wants to step into a higher level, he must cut off again what can't hold his third step. It's not a supernatural power, it's not Tao, it's his world. All along, his world is the ninth world. His ninth world is the combination of the holy Yin pearl and his will to know the sea, and the ninth Tao. The hardness of the ninth world is better than the innate magic weapon, and it can even make the trees survive. Is he going to cut off such a world? Hesitation is just a moment, it is a moment of nostalgia, di Jiu did not hesitate to decide, cut! Almost at the same time that di Jiu decided to cut, he opened his eyes. There is still chaos around him, but this chaos is no longer the chaos that he could not cultivate before. Instead, it is split half by him, and then it is resisted by the reincarnation bridge, and it does not turn into a realm of chaos again. Di Jiu looked at his feet. He stood on the reincarnation bridge. Everything was like the moment when he lost consciousness. The only difference is that the reincarnation bridge at this moment has crossed the two ends of the chaos. At the moment when he opened his eyes, the voice that had been calling for his memorial disappeared. Di Jiu is a long cry again, he is venting his depression and suffocation, also is missing the lost tianshao Dao. After a long time of incense burning, di Jiu waved his hand and rolled up the endless rhyme. He cried out, "chop it for me!"（ It's still one night today. Good night, friends