A long crack appeared on Nine-Half's body, and I don't know how deep this crack was.

It was a huge wound, a knife wound. Although the Lu Wu Divine Soldier who was sealed in the stone tablet was asleep, its sharpness was indeed still strong. The most powerful sword in the Nine Kingdoms can split gold and stone, and how terrifying is the sharpness of this Lu Wu Divine Soldier? But at this time, everything seemed to be under the control of the strange bird and expected, he watched as Nine Halves' body slid down, and the sword stabbed through its left side of the waist, and then when the body fell due to gravity, the blade reversed against the force and slashed his skin, leaving a huge wound on his body.

It was as if a jar of water had been pierced through a hole, and the blood gushed out, but in a few breaths it formed a puddle of water beneath him. The puddle was bright red, and there was a little steaming in the cave that was not too hot.

Jiuhan's hand was stained with his own blood, and he slowly used his only strength to raise his blood-stained right hand in front of him and sniffed it gently. It was a familiar but unfamiliar taste, and the feeling he had experienced in the battlefield was back, only this time it was only he who bleed.

Wei Xicheng was still sitting with his head hanging down under the cave wall not far away, unconscious. And through his fingers, a strange bird that slowly descended appeared in the vision of the nine-and-a-half sky. How advanced was that strange bird's cultivation, and how powerful it could be to almost completely destroy it? It's just that the strange bird didn't chase after the victory after landing, although the phrase "take advantage of your illness to kill you" is an eternal truth, but the strange bird seems to believe in the so-called "poor Kou Mo chase" truth. It just stood quietly not far away and observed the nine halves, the sneer in its eyes as if it was slowly fading.

The vision became more and more blurred, and the strange bird's ridicule had nothing to do with him? Nine and a half didn't know, and gradually couldn't see clearly. Soon, his eyes went dark, and he fainted.

Although he usually laughs and scolds, he is actually a person who often denies himself. The things he had experienced told him that he was not much stronger than others, but rather a man who had nothing but luck. This kind of luck seems to be constant, for example, he has escaped death several times, and there are always nobles to help, but this kind of luck seems to go downhill suddenly every time he reaches a peak, such as the unjustified disasters he has experienced, the disaster of prison, such as the fact that he is still fighting in today's battle, but he was cut open by an abnormally sharp knife. Under the loss of essence and blood, it seems that the time of the nine and a half is running out.

The bloody aura was spreading, and neither Jiuhan nor Wei Xicheng seemed to be able to smell it.

In Zhuo Zizheng's research room, many instruments densely packed with alarms sounded at the same time. Is it an air raid? Apparently not. Zhuozi was waking up from his sleep, his eyes were flustered as he looked at the screen in front of him, and his heart was beating violently.

Since that disaster, Zhuo Zizheng's body is no longer young. Although age is there, his body is getting farther and farther on the road of rapid aging. A few years ago, he could breathe on his own, but by this time, he was already in need of a ventilator when he slept. The sound of heavy and somewhat weak breathing continued to be heard, and Zhuo Zizheng's mechanical wheelchair moved to the largest screen. The background of the screen is white, and the huge and bold black font in the center of the white screen gives the eyes a little cushion, but the bright light of the white screen is still so exciting that Zhuo Zizheng can't open his eyes. He squinted at the screen, the look of disbelief on his face barely subsided, and his breathing suddenly increased.

"Alert, number 8601 is seriously damaged. ”

How could it be? How could he be seriously damaged? The Extreme Dao World was originally a virtual world, a place to store the existence of consciousness for all living beings in the future, and the number 8601 in this place was even forcibly strengthened by him with a code again and again, how could it be damaged? He couldn't be damaged!

The moment he saw the news, Zhuo Zizheng's fingers trembled slightly, and his brain buzzed, as if thousands of bees were dancing together, almost bursting his soul. But he was a brilliant scientist, and despite the severity of his body, and despite the devastating impact of the news he received, he reacted at the first moment.

"8601 is displayed!"

New orders were given, and huge groups of machines were up and running. The mechanical arm turned Zhuo Zizheng's body in another direction, and on the screen he was directly in, the scene where Nine and a Half was located appeared. Wei Xicheng fainted to the side, and the strange bird stood not far from Jiu Ban and seemed to be staring at him with some temptation and some fear, but Zhuo Zizheng's eyes only existed in Jiu and a half person: his body was almost half hung in the sealed Lu Wu Divine Soldier, the sword was still inserted in his body, and the blood under Jiu Ban's body was bright red, but his body seemed to be unable to bleed out, and the blood seemed to have dried up.

Seeing such a scene, the table was desperate. Although the Extreme World is the world he created, many of the rules he created are exactly the same as those of the outside world. If Jiuhan runs out of blood in the Extreme Dao World and dies, then the blood that leaves the body will evaporate out of thin air, and at this time, even Zhuo Zizheng, the creator of the Extreme Dao World, will not be able to save him. God is indeed God, but He is not omnipotent.

"Immediately, rescue No. 8601 and initiate Doomsday Procedures to repair his body. ”

Zhuo Zizheng's command was immediately transmitted, and the command was cold, but his heart was scorching. Nine and a half can't die, and nine and a half can't die. As soon as he died, his plan failed. He can't face failure again, if the previous failure was deliberate, so that the Reverse Wheel Organization would give him more research funds and research materials and time, then at this time he was more for himself. Many things are not determined by man, but by heaven. Even if he Zhuo Zizheng was able to completely create a world and protect this world intact, but before the human consciousness was preserved in this world, he still had to live in the real world, and the real world didn't seem to give him much time.

"Are you sure?" said a cold robot girl's voice, waiting for Takuko to make her final decision.

But at this time, Zhuo Zizheng hesitated. "Wait! His command was transmitted again, this time directly using the way of brain wave transmission, in order not to make mistakes. Zhuo Zizheng's body is full of catheters, and he also wears a helmet connected to the instrument on his head. When he wanted to transmit instructions to the computer, there were actually two forms of manual input—that is, input through his few remaining fingers—and brainwave input. Although the way of brain wave transmission is easy and faster, every time information is transmitted through brain waves, it puts a great load on his body.

At this time, Zhuozi was enduring an earth-shaking dizziness, gritting his teeth while staring at the electronic screen not far in front of him. Just before he was about to give the command, Nine-and-a-half's reaction made him feel as if everything had taken a turn for the better.

In the cave, the strange bird with its crooked neck seemed to notice a strange feeling, but it never understood what the problem was.

On the one hand, it was thinking that if the person not far in front of him died like this, then should he catch the unconscious person on the side and play with it; on the other hand, he was sighing, this year's human race is too weak, and he died before he played with him a few times.

This kind of thinking is really not something that can be imagined by a human brain.

And on the side, the sword inserted into the body behind Jiu Ban actually became faintly deeper at this time. The deep black shrouded the point behind the nine halves that was pierced by Lu Wu's divine soldiers, and if someone hadn't looked closely, they would definitely not have been able to see why.

But Zhuo Zizheng, who is spying on everything outside the world, is aware of this.

In the unknown space, Nine and a Half slowly woke up. The awakening of his consciousness was not an instantaneous thing, but the five senses gradually and slowly recovered. When he completely opened his eyes and looked into the space he was in, the panic in his emotions was directly ignited.

Where is he, is he dead? He doesn't know. After recovering consciousness, the world that broke into the eyes of the nine and a half was colorful, but this colorful color seemed unusual, and the gathering of many colors was just a mixture of thunder of various colors.

The rumbling sound kept hitting back and forth in Nine-Half's ears, and he looked around him in a panic only to find himself hovering in mid-air. This space seemed to be infinite to the top and bottom, front and back, left and right, and all kinds of thunder kept spinning around him, but he himself was as if he was in a protective shield, and he was not affected.

Is this the world after death? Am I going to be judged by three thousand thunderbolts?

Nine and a half don't know.

At this time, there was a sudden change in the unknown space. All the thunderbolts seemed to have been pressed pause at the same time, and they all came to a halt at the same time. Before Jiu Ban could react, ten feet in front of him, a one-eyed slowly opened. The one-eyed figure was unusually large, and its body was almost five times the size of nine and a half. No sound came out, and One-Eye appeared out of thin air.

Speaking of which, the image of the eyes is also very strange. Except for the pupils, which are somewhat brutally white, the rest of the eyes are all black, but the degree of blackness is different. But the black color looks particularly terrifying, and the closer it is to the pupil, the more pure and deep it becomes. Under the observation of this eye, Jiuhan unconsciously revealed a timid emotion. But One-Eye didn't make any other sound, and the eye looked straight at the ground from top to bottom, carefully looked at the nine and a half three or four times, and then closed it with a "swoop".

At this point, Nine and a Half breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the matter was far from over, and when Jiu was panting heavily, he blinked his eyes, that is, he didn't know which time he blinked, and suddenly the scenery in front of him changed, and it turned into a white scene in an instant. It seems that his position has not moved, and he is still in a state of being imprisoned in mid-air, but all the thunder is gone. Whether it was black thunder or colorful thunder, it seemed as if they had never appeared, and at this time there were only one terrible white after another in front of him. This kind of white is abnormal, and when people close their eyes, their vision will become pitch black, so converting this black to white is the scene in front of the eyes.

He panicked.

He had to panic and couldn't help but panic,

The mood became more and more flustered and even panicked, he was too scared. This fear is no less than any kind of childhood shadow, whether it is a tarantula crawling on the back of a hand or a rat biting off its nose. He struggled like a messy octopus deep in the sea, writhing but helpless, unable to do anything about it.

That's when the change happened. Not far in front of Nine-and-a-half, suddenly a black mass slowly appeared in his field of vision, and moved towards him in a uniform manner. What was it, was it a black mist? or a ball of yarn? The black figure was blurry, and it was difficult for Nine Half to determine the identity and shape of the other party. But what was certain was that it was definitely not someone he knew, and it was definitely not any creature he had ever seen. The black shape of the thing had a breath as vast as the sea, and it seemed to be endless, making people almost tremble after feeling it. It was an aura that was too powerful, far beyond the level that a Saint Realm cultivator should have. No, I'm afraid it can't be divided by the realm of human cultivation. But if you put it in a more obvious way, I'm afraid there are only two words that can be expressed:

"Near Immortals. ”

The black figure moved slowly, and finally stopped when it was a foot away from Nine-and-a-half's body. There is no black light in this world, but the thing in front of him in Jiuhan's eyes is like a ball of light, indescribable.

He was thinking, and the other seemed to be hesitating. Both sides seem to have something to say, but neither knows whether to speak first. The silence lasted for a while, and finally it was broken by the black thing.

"Are you a human being, a powerhouse of the Holy Realm cultivator?" the black-shaped thing spoke, and as it emitted its own voice, the black mass began to gradually fluctuate. The fluctuations seemed to be like water, like liquid, and it seemed hard to believe that it was alive.

"Yes, I don't know if you are ......"

"Shouldn't you......" the black-shaped thing muttered to itself, "How could a human in the Holy Realm kill him?"

Jiuhan didn't understand what the other party was saying at all, but when the situation was unclear, he definitely couldn't sit still, so he fixed his mind, and saluted the group of things he didn't know what it was, and said: "In the lower Jiuhan, it is the prince of the country of the negative army, I don't know if your Excellency is ......."

"Oh, the prince of the country of the minus?" Nine and a half words came out, and the black thing seemed to be slightly excited. It was completely attracted by the words "the country of negative units" and "prince", and instead said with interest to the nine semi-decided: "You are the prince of the country of negative income, come, let me see." ”

At this time, a red light suddenly shot out from the center of the pitch-black thing that didn't know what its identity was. The red light quickly scanned the nine halves from top to bottom, and was immediately taken back.

The moment the red light disappeared, only the other party's voice came from Jiuhan's ears: "Alas...... It turned out to be the bloodline of the country of the minus. Fate, wonderful, the sky will not die to me, hahahahahaha.......ha

There was a little wildness in the laughter, but more of it was abrupt and relieved. The owner of the voice seems to be an old slave, waiting for the young master in one place and waiting for hope, and I don't know how long I have waited for it. Someone turned white overnight because of this, but what he didn't know was the pitch-black thing in front of him, what could he do?

The laughter was followed by sobbing, and it is unknown where the sorrow came from, but although the black thing had no eyes, it did make a real sobbing sound, and the sadness spread like a small river through the valley, and it was so subtle that it made people feel related.

After laughing and crying, Jiuhan didn't know how long he had waited, but when all the sounds disappeared, he heard the other party's question again, but this time it was a rhetorical question.

"Boy, do you know who I am?"

"Junior...... The younger generation doesn't know. ”

"It's right if I don't know, that's normal. Now I'll tell you, you've got it in mind. This is the internal space in the weapon spirit of the Lu Wu Divine Weapon, and I am the instrument spirit of the Lu Wu Divine Weapon, known as the Nine Heavens and Nine Earths, and there is no arrogant sword up and down!"