I live in a desert island property

Zhang Ming hid in a different space and carefully observed the enemy's movements.

His soul clone was brutally attacked, and strong mental backlash flooded into his mind, forcing him to cut off the connection with the clone.

Any attack has a source. Through constant investigation through the Eye of Time and Space, he finally saw a thin anchor line leading to an extremely distant place.

The space here is extremely special. Due to the origin of mythology, although the "Eye of Time and Space" can still function, it is impossible to see everything at a glance.

Immediately afterwards, his soul clone expanded violently again!

A head, a baby's head to be exact, slowly poked out from under the wrapping of the soul, with a blood-filled mouth open, biting the soul clone crazily.

The Curse Rules are the products that give rise to so many horrors.

Zhang Ming frowned slightly, thoughtfully: "It seems that this immortal is following the path of annihilation. He is the product of a reversal of artistic conception, and his ultimate achievements are limited."

"No wonder he wanted to steal the Demon God's rules...and accidentally died here."

The surface of the soul clone was wrapped with purple electricity and fought back crazily.

"Zi la!!"

The strange baby howled, and its entire skin was directly electrocuted into charcoal.

But the soul of this strange creature is very tough. The gray-black eyeballs rolled around, and even if they were electrocuted, they still bit Zhang Ming's soul.

The two sides continued to struggle, and after three minutes, the soul clone was completely swallowed up, leaving only a fat, baby-like creature as tall as less than half a person, stagnant in this dark space.

After another two minutes, after confirming that the enemy was dead, the baby-like creature slowly swam in a certain direction.

"It seems that it is going to find the mother body...the body of the immortal."

Zhang Ming followed the monster and slowly dug the space tunnel - he felt more and more like a "worm of time and space" and fell in love with the thrill of sneaking around.

Then his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he saw a huge insect nest, about 300 meters in diameter, like a bee nest, with small round holes on its surface, and a large number of baby-like creatures wandering nearby. There are hundreds of them at a glance, and I don't know how many there are in the nest.

"As expected of the soul of an immortal, it turned into something like this after death."

Zhang Ming swallowed and cursed in his heart: "Damn Wanhai Civilization, they don't clean out the bugs inside when selling goods."

But scolding comes after scolding, if it were not for the evil thoughts of this immortal, Wanhai Civilization might not be willing to sell this drop of divine blood.

He chose to continue digging space tunnels.

Until the space tunnel circled the insect nest, Zhang Ming carefully dug the tunnel to the surface of the insect nest, wrapping it up like a fishing net. Since the space tunnel is in another dimension, so many weird babies were not discovered.

In the end, Zhang Ming arranged a two-dimensional cutting line and slowly canceled the space tunnel.

In this way, the two-dimensional cutting lines are perfectly filled with insect nests.

"Guys, take advantage of my move!" He directed a ball of lightning toward the insect nest, and then quickly hid in a different space.

After the insect nest was bombarded by lightning balls, these strange babies came out in droves. They touched the cutting line and were neatly cut in half.

For a while, a sharp howl resounded throughout this dark space.

Groups of black mist rose up and disappeared into the air.

"Most of them died in one go!"

Zhang Ming quite enjoyed this kind of hunting scene. Compared with the mental internal friction of the outside world, this kind of life-and-death battle was still very satisfying.

After these strange creatures calmed down, he once again activated a ball of lightning to attack the insect nest.

It went back and forth like this five or six times, and the strange creatures running around were turned into gray mist by the ubiquitous two-dimensional cutting lines.

There is only one lonely insect nest left in the insect nest.

Now it's just the soul state, everyone is very fragile, Zhang Ming didn't dare to fight in close combat, and he threw out a large amount of ball lightning again without any courtesy. After a while, the insect nest turned into gray mist.

The last thing an immortal has is a ball of red yarn-like material, twisted and chaotic.

If Zhang Ming realizes, this is the curse rule left by the immortal.

With just one touch, he can gain the power of this terrible curse.

However, Zhang Ming did not dare to touch it casually, because the immortal had practiced the idealistic rules for a lifetime, and it was difficult for him to bear it.

In addition, after obtaining the rules, you need to pass the level of xinxing, which does not mean you can use them whenever you want. This "Dao of Nirvana" will inevitably affect people's sanity. If you think about it carefully, you might as well forget it.

Seeing the "red ball of wool" slowly dissipating, Zhang Ming felt a little pity. He was just a soul now and had no space props or anything like that.

After thinking for a moment, he could only create a different space, load it, and slowly transfer it to Miss Calabash's piggy bank.

Miss Calabash praises: 6!

Next, after clearing away the distracting thoughts in the divine blood, Zhang Ming slowly groped towards the direction where Dao Lun Yin was transmitted.

The number of nameless creatures encountered along the way is simply too numerous to count. Sometimes it's like a cloud, densely packed with millions of them.

Although they are generally not too strong and can be killed by a bolt of lightning, there are too many to be cleared away.

Zhang Ming didn't quite understand where these things came from, so he could only hide in different spaces from time to time, wait for these monsters to leave, then come out again and continue moving forward.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of the Great Way became louder and louder, and Zhang Ming finally reached his destination.

He looked at the scene in front of him in shock: it was a milky white mysterious space, no, it could be said to be a space community, like Russian matryoshka dolls, densely overlapping together. The space is not flat, just like a piece of crumpled "paper", folded together randomly, and the "paper" is filled with data and information.

Any normal human being would go completely crazy after seeing the above information and become an irrational mutated creature!

Zhang Ming just glanced at it and felt a splitting headache and trembling heart!

His innate instinct made him choose to give up pursuing these strange symbols.

"Is this...the origin of mythology?"

"Or is it just some kind of hallucination caused by that drop of divine blood?"

Zhang Ming frowned slightly, and he thought it was most likely the latter - because the origin of the myth was the birthplace of the devil, and the ferocity of the idealistic rules was not something he could explore now.

But even if it is just an illusion, the mystery related to the origin of the myth can still completely erase him!

Zhang Ming's eyes flashed red as he entered the milky white space.

At least he is proficient in some rules of time and space, so he won't be completely lost here. There are some things that he shouldn't look at, just don't look at them.

The gap between the "papers" seems to be infinite at the low-dimensional level and infinitesimally small at the high-dimensional perspective.

Lines of thread-like material flow slowly between the gaps in the "paper". These thread-like materials form an endless river.

It is the real river of time in the highest dimension.

Huge, bloated, deformed, terrifying, and weird existences span the long river of time and space, absorbing the power of cause and effect.

They are called daemons.

Zhang Ming did not dare to provoke these things, and slowly drifted upward along the long river of time.

Fortunately, this place seemed to be just an illusion, and he was not at any risk.

Otherwise, those entrenched demon gods would have easily wiped him out of the river of time.

"Little brother, you can't go any higher."

Suddenly, a voice said in my ear.

Zhang Ming turned his head and his pupils shrank slightly. He actually saw the original owner of this drop of divine blood - the divine man "Burial"!

This strong man with thick eyebrows and black hair appeared in this illusion like a hazy figure, like the moon in the mirror. His original stature was very tall, but in this high-dimensional space and time, tallness or shortness on a three-dimensional scale are actually about the same.

"Hello, Mr. Burial!" Zhang Ming bowed respectfully.

The other party said calmly: "It can't go up any higher."

"If you continue upward, you will be directly assimilated by the origin of myth. Do you see that weird white spot that resembles a vortex? That is the origin of time."

"Just because I continued upwards and wanted to explore the truth, I was seriously injured and cannot be cured."

"I have to merge with the Burial World before I die..." The young man said with a hint of emotion, "Later, I wonder how the Burial World is doing now? Is the Sea of ​​Demon God still stable?"

"The burial world... is currently in danger, but we have found a good way." Zhang Ming replied, "I am here this time to better stabilize the burial world."

"Hey, I'm dead, you don't have to be nervous. I'm just a remnant with some memories and no wisdom."

"Even if you answer, the real me is already dead." Zang said helplessly, "I am the guide here, telling you not to continue moving forward, that's all. There are some questions you can ask, if I If I have the corresponding memory, I will answer you..."

"The territory ahead is the territory of the ultimate demon. It is no longer a territory that can be explored. Unless you are a hundred times stronger than me, you may try to move forward, but you will also risk your own death..."

Zhang Ming naturally did not dare to move, after all, the other party was a genuine Eternal.

If the Eternal One tells you not to go up, then just be at ease.

"Sir, how can I steal the rules?"

"Haha, as for stealing the Demon God's rules, it's pretty simple... Do you feel the drop of God's blood flowing in your body?"

"This is the origin of the demon god. Although it is just a small illusion, as long as you find the corresponding demon god, use the power of the god's blood to take away some crumpled, paper-like things, you will have stolen part of it. rule."

Zhang Ming frowned slightly and quickly understood the rationale.

The uniqueness of the devil’s rules!

There is only one rule for this devil in the world. I stole it from the illusion. The devil in reality will also lose this rule.

This magical stealing ability is indeed beyond Zhang Ming's ability to understand.

"This drop of divine blood records a certain second in the long river of time, and has the power to steal. Isn't it amazing that what is true is also false and what is false is true?"

"Burial" smiled faintly. He seemed to like giving advice to his juniors and kept revealing things.

"If you steal a living demon, then a small part of the demon's rules will be missing. At the same time, the demon will have an undying hatred for you."

"Because if it wants to achieve the ultimate goal, it must first complete the rules. Now that you have stolen the rules, why don't we try our best to kill you and take back the rules?"

Zhang Ming asked: "Does it definitely know that I stole the rules?"

"Yes, it will definitely know. So I suggest that it is better to steal the dead demon god."

Zhang Ming asked again: "Then can I steal some core rules and let the devil die directly?"

The strong man smiled and replied: "Don't overestimate this drop of divine blood. After all, it is just an item and cannot be compared with the real devil."

"It is like a container with a limited capacity. It can only steal a small part of the Demon God's rules, but cannot steal the entire Demon God."

"And the demon god's vitality is extremely strong. Even if the core rules are stolen by you, it will find some weaker replacement rules to temporarily make up for its own shortcomings. So you can't kill them directly with this drop of divine blood."

"Master leads me to practice on an individual basis. Even if you have the devil's rules, you may not be able to apply them perfectly. You must think twice."

Zhang Ming sighed. It seemed that he couldn't kill [Long-cherished Wish] directly, which was a pity.

Looking around, this long river of time was too abstract, layered on top of each other, maybe tens of thousands of layers nested inside it, and he really couldn't see clearly.

Generally speaking, it follows a rule: the higher upstream the demon god is, the stronger it is, and the further downstream the demon god is, the weaker it is.

The location of the burial place is already close to the territory of the ultimate demon.

That is to say, he can steal all the devil's rules under the ultimate, including the time and space insect that he is most familiar with.

However, at this moment, Zhang Ming suddenly had an idea. His whole body was throbbing and his heart was beating with fear.

"I...I steal Miss Calabash, what will happen?"

He no longer steals the Time Worm.

I don’t steal [long-cherished wishes] either.

He can steal the Demon God [Hope]!

I stole all the rules from the gourd, and when the time comes I can escape to the ends of the earth, which will be better than acting every day now!

Zhang Ming's head was hot, and he secretly told himself to stay calm, and then asked: "Is there any way to divide the demon rules here to interfere with reality?"

His idea was to make [Hope] and [Long-cherished Wish] become two unrelated demon gods, so that [Long-cherished Wish] wouldn't have to hunt them down.

"Sorry, not yet! The devil's rules can be cut, but they are always a whole." Zang replied, "You have to know that this drop of divine blood only records a certain second in the long river of time. You can't be greedy and try to change the entire reality. .”

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(PS: Thanks to the alliance leader "Axe of Creation" for the reward!)

(The recent updates are not very powerful. The problem is very serious. Staying in front of the computer every day is like going to jail. I will try my best to think of a way to add updates. If I really can’t write it down, please forgive me, leader. QAQ)