Ninth in The World

The first arrow happened to be in the crack at the same time as the shot from Ning Cheng, but the second arrow tore the crack bigger with Ye Mo's Zilu knife curtain.

When the rage of tears reached its peak, the third arrow just complemented the past.

A crack of up to two feet long and half a foot wide appears in the void, but the naked eye can clearly see that the crack begins to shrink quickly after it appears. It is conceivable that after a few breaths, the crack that has just appeared will disappear again.

"Go!" The three of them rushed out almost at the same time. The four forged treasures burst at the same time, plus the explosive impact of the bursting array, and the three of them shot out with all their strength to open such a big gap. , They want to tear open this space again, it is almost impossible.

It is the easiest time for any space boundary to tear for the first time. Once the tear is done once, the regular space boundary will automatically complete the rule, and the next tear will require more effort. There is no regular spatial boundary, it will automatically evolve to make the boundary stronger.

What's more, without these factors, the treasures of fortune are not bad streets.

The three people turned into three shadows and disappeared into the crack, and the crack was restored to its original shape again in the next moment.

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Di Jiu froze as soon as he burst out of the crack. He realized for the first time that there was no room for nothing, wrong, or even no space.

He really can't feel the existence of space. He clearly exists in space, but he has a weird feeling. It seems that he doesn't exist in general, let alone space. No one exists, where does the space come from?

There are no rules, time, space, colors and dirt here. That is not black, but a void beyond black. Yes, Di Jiu feels that it is too appropriate to describe it as empty. Everything here is empty. Perhaps it should be said that there is nothing here.

If there is anything else, it is that his thoughts still exist, he cannot cast his own Taoism, cannot stretch his mind, cannot open his eyes, including his pupils, but his thoughts can still move .

Di Jiu curled up, feeling uncomfortable. He wanted to stand up straight, but he found that there was no space around him to get him up. If there is something blocking, he can't feel the blocking, it is a sense of hollowness that is extremely unsuitable.

As soon as he burst out of the crack, he seemed to be constantly compressed. Di Jiu suspected that after a while, his entire body would be compressed into nothingness, and finally disappeared.

Fortunately for him, after he broke out of the crack, he could still exist.

At first, Di Jiu even thought that space is compressing. Since space is compressing, it means that there is space. But when he curled up, he understood that it was not space that was compressing, but his meridians, flesh and blood, internal organs ...

It was everything in his own body that was shrinking automatically, and most of it began to dissipate. It is conceivable that his thoughts should finally dissipate.

"Ye Mo ... Ning Cheng ..." 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's body, helpless to the extreme.

In just a short time, Di Jiu calmed down. Perhaps this is where the real chaos lies. Chaos is simply not able to walk, not to be able to preach, nor to be able to practice.

Chaos cannot survive any life at all, but is a place that seems to exist and does not seem to exist.

If the three of them did not rush in, the chaos in which he was located would not exist at all, because the three of them rushed in, so there are three of them here, or the location of the three of them. When they disappear, everything also disappears.

Once he calmed down, Di Jiu quickly began to build new rules of heaven and earth through his thoughts. Instead of running through his own days, he built the rules of heaven and earth through the chaos where the mind does not exist outside, and through his understanding of the rules. Construct.

Time slowly disappeared, Di Jiu built again and again. No matter how many times he builds, it is like mud into the sea, without any interest. But Di Jiu was not a little anxious. He still constructed the rules he understood repeatedly. In this case, it is useless to rush. This method of construction is the only thing he can do until he falls.

This is a way of not using one ’s own divine elements, one ’s own mind, or one ’s own meridians and weeks to build.

Maybe, even if he wanted to use it, he couldn't use it.

Day after day, year after year!

Di Jiu's flesh was almost compressed to the extreme, the whole person's place was not even a foot square, and his thoughts gradually began to blur.

Di Jiu is still struggling to maintain a trace of sobriety, using his own ideas to repeatedly build the rules of the Dadao that he understands, and the rules of the heaven and earth universe he imagines ...

Maybe one day he was dead and he couldn't build a complete rule. No, he couldn't even build a rule, but he didn't regret it. After all, in this person's life, he has to face a must-do, whether he succeeds or fails, whether he lives or dies, this is not something he can choose.

When Di Jiu's consciousness began to blur, he felt a breath of vitality, as if there was a grass about to wither, which began to grow with the help of his rules.

After Di Jiu felt this vitality, his thoughts gradually became clear again from the blur. When Di Jiu caught the grass's survival, he was very excited. He was sure that Ye Mo's avenue of all things began to evolve.

Ye Mo wants to evolve everything. If he is anywhere else, even in any corner, he can quickly build a new world of everything. It is like his rule of law. If he wants to rebuild a cosmic rule world, it is fast and simple. Because they can use the existing rules of the universe, but the existing rules of the universe are not theirs.

It's a pity that in this place, he can't use rules to build his own universal rule world, and Ye Mo can't use the evolution of everything to evolve his avenue of everything.

The darkness only needs a match, and when a ray of light appears, everything slowly becomes clear. What we do next is to add something else to this flame.

Just like Di Jiu, Ye Mo did not use his own cosmic world to derive the vitality of all things. He also used his own ideas to derive the one that does not exist.

In this place without foundation, I want to evolve the one that is totally impossible. At this moment, Ye Mo can only hope that Di Jiu can construct new rules of heaven and earth at the same time. If there are no rules built by Di Jiu, he will eventually die here. Nirvana is dead, and he cannot evolve into one.

When that one finally appeared out of thin air, Ye Mo almost suddenly fell into a sinking thought, and he knew he had succeeded.

With one, everything became simple.

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At the same time, Ning Cheng almost gave up. The path of unity he built through his own mind was like water without a source and wood without a root. No matter how many thoughts his thoughts constitute, in the end, they are swallowed up by all that there is not.

This engulfment was like engulfing his body, quickly compressed, and then gradually disappeared.

What excites Ning Cheng is that when he has no way to persevere, he seems to be watered with a clear water in his mind. Then he felt a touch of rule, he felt a touch of life.

Guiyi Avenue instantly has its roots, and it is no longer the rootless root.

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

All the transcendental rules and everything are bound, and then withered and transformed into new life. And the oneness that binds everything, as long as it goes beyond this newly constructed simple world, the same will disappear.

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