Zhang Ming hid in another space, carefully observing the enemy's movements.

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

Any attack has a source, and through the constant detection of the Eye of Time and Space, he finally saw a thin anchor line leading to the extremely far distance.

The space here is extremely special, and because of the mythological origins involved, although the "Eye of Time and Space" can still function, it is impossible to see through everything at once.

Immediately after, his soul clone swelled violently again!

A head, a baby's head to be exact, slowly poked out under the wrapping of the soul, a bloody mouth opened, frantically biting the soul clone.

The cursed rule is the product of so many horrors.

Zhang Ming frowned slightly, thinking in his heart: "It seems that this immortal is walking the Great Dao of Silence, which is the product of the reversal of artistic conception, and his final achievements are limited."

"No wonder he wants to steal the Demon God Rules...... I accidentally died here."

And the surface of the soul clone is entangled with purple electricity, and it fights back frantically.

"Zila!!"

The strange baby wailed, and the entire epidermis was directly electrocuted into charcoal.

But the soul of this strange creature is very tough, and the gray-black eyeballs turned, even if they were electrified, they still gnawed at Zhang Ming's soul.

The two sides continued to entangle, and after three minutes, the soul clone was completely devoured, leaving only a chubby, baby-like creature as tall as 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.

"Looks like it's going to find the Mother...... The essence of the Immortal."

Zhang Ming followed behind the monster, slowly digging through the spatial tunnel - he felt more and more like a "time and space worm", falling in love with the pleasure of stealing chickens and dogs.

Then his eyes suddenly widened, and he saw a huge hive, about 300 meters in diameter, like a beehive, with small round holes on its surface, and a large number of baby-like creatures, roaming around, at first glance there were hundreds, and I don't know how many of them were in the hive.

"The soul of an immortal is something like this when he dies."

Zhang Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and scolded in his heart: "Damn Wanhai Civilization, it doesn't clean up the insects inside when it sells goods."

But scolding and scolding, if it weren't for the evil thoughts of this immortal, the Wanhai Civilization might not be willing to sell this drop of divine blood.

He chose to continue digging the space tunnel.

Until the space tunnel circled the hive, Zhang Ming carefully dug the tunnel to the surface of the hive, like a fishing net, wrapping the hive. Since the space tunnel is in another dimension, so many weird babies have not been found.

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

In this way, the 2D cutting line is perfectly filled with the hive.

"Guys, eat me!" He flew towards the hive, firing a ball of lightning, and quickly hid in another dimension.

After the hive was bombarded by lightning balls, these weird babies poured out of the nest, and they touched the cutting line segments, cutting them in half with a clean edge.

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

Clusters of black mist rose and disappeared into the invisible.

"Half of them died at once!"

Zhang Ming still enjoys this kind of hunting scene, compared with the spiritual internal friction of the outside world, it is still this kind of life-and-death battle.

When the strange creatures were quiet, he once again unleashed a ball of lightning to attack the hive.

Five or six times back and forth, the strange creatures that were scurrying around were turned into gray mist by the ubiquitous two-dimensional cutting line segments.

There is only one lone hive left.

Now it's just a soul state, everyone is very fragile, Zhang Ming didn't dare to fight hand-to-hand, unceremoniously, once again threw out a large number of ball lightning, and after a while, the insect nest also turned into gray mist.

The last thing of an immortal was a red ball of woolen material, twisted and chaotic.

Zhang Ming realized, this was the curse rule left by that immortal.

With a single touch, he could receive the power of this terrible curse.

However, Zhang Ming didn't dare to touch it indiscriminately, because the immortal had cultivated the idealistic rules all his life, and it was difficult for him to withstand it.

In addition, after getting the rules, you need to pass the level of mind, not to say that you can use it if you want to. This "Avenue of Silence" will inevitably affect people's consciousness, so if you think about it, forget it.

Seeing that the "red woolen ball" was slowly dissipating, Zhang Ming felt a little pity, he was just a soul body now, and there was no space props or anything like that.

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

Miss Hulu praise: 6!

Next, after cleaning up the distracting thoughts in the blood of the gods, Zhang Ming slowly groped in the direction of the Great Dao Commentary.

The unspeakable creatures encountered along the way are simply too many to count. Sometimes it's like a cloud, densely packed with millions.

Although they are generally not too strong, a single lightning bolt can kill them, but there are too many of them to clean up.

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

I don't know how long it took, the sound of the Great Dao became louder and louder, and Zhang Ming finally arrived at 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 spatial community, like a matryoshka doll, densely overlapped. The space is uneven, like a crumpled piece of paper, folded haphazardly, and the "paper" is full of data and information.

Any normal human being, seeing the above information, will go completely crazy and become a mutant creature without reason!

Zhang Ming just glanced at it, and he had a splitting headache and trembled!

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

"This is ...... Mythological origins?"

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

Zhang Ming frowned slightly, he thought that it was most likely the latter - because the origin of the myth was the place where the demon god was born, the degree of rage of the idealistic rules was not something he could explore now.

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

The red light in Zhang Ming's eyes flashed, and he entered the milky white space.

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

The gap between the "papers" seems to be infinity at the low-dimensional level, and infinitesimal from the perspective of high-dimensionality.

Silk thread-like substances flow slowly between the gaps of the "paper", and these filamentous substances form an endless river.

It is the true river of time under the highest dimension.

Huge, bloated, deformed, terrifying, and strange beings straddle the long river of time and space, drawing on the power of cause and effect.

They are called Demon Gods.

Zhang Ming didn't dare to provoke these things, and slowly floated upwards along the long river of time.

Fortunately, it really seemed like it was just a fantasy, and he wasn't at risk.

Otherwise, those entrenched demon gods would have erased him from the river of time a long time ago.

"Little brother, you can't go up any more."

Suddenly, a voice whispered in my ear.

Zhang Ming turned his head, his pupils contracted slightly, he actually saw the original owner of this drop of divine blood, the god man "burial"!

This strong man with thick eyebrows and black hair,

In this illusion, a hazy figure emerged, like a mirror. He was originally very tall, but in this kind of high-dimensional space-time, the height or shortness of the three-dimensional scale is actually about the same.

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

The other party said lightly, "You can't go up anymore."

"If you continue to go up, you will be directly assimilated by the origin of mythology. See that strange white dot that resembles a swirl, that's the origin of time."

"It was because I continued to go up, wanting to find out the truth about it, that I was seriously injured and cannot be cured."

"I have to merge with the burial world before I die...... the young man sighed slightly, "Later, I don't know if the burial world is good now?" Is the Sea of Demon Gods still stable?"

"Burial Realm...... It's precarious, but we've found a good solution." Zhang Ming replied, "I came here this time to better stabilize the burial world."

"Hey, I'm dead, you don't have to be nervous. At the moment I am just a remnant of my thoughts, with some memories and no wisdom."

"Even if you answer, the real me is dead." Burial said helplessly, "I'm the guide here, so don't keep going, that's all. There are some questions you can ask, and if I have the corresponding memory, I will answer them."

"Ahead is the territory of the ultimate demon god, no longer a territory to explore, unless you are a hundred times stronger than me, you may be able to try to move forward, but you also have to risk your death......

Zhang Ming naturally didn't dare to move, after all, the other party was a genuine eternal.

The Eternals told you not to go up, so settle down.

"Sir, how can I steal the rules?"

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

"This is the origin of the Demon God, although it is only a small fantasy, but as long as you find the corresponding Demon God, use the power of the god's blood, and take away some crumpled and paper-like things a little, it can be regarded as stealing some of its rules."

Zhang Ming frowned slightly, and quickly understood the principle.

The uniqueness of the rules of the Demon God!

In the world, there is only one rule of this demon god, and I stole it from the illusion, and the demon god in reality will also lose this rule.

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

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

"Bury" smiled faintly, he seemed to like to point out the juniors, and kept revealing them.

"If you steal a living demon god, then a small part of the rules of that demon god will be missing, and at the same time, the demon god will develop an undying hatred for you."

"Because if it wants to achieve the ultimate, it has to complete the rules first. Now that you've stolen the rules, why don't you do everything you can to kill you and take them back?"

Zhang Ming asked, "Does it have to know that I stole the rules?"

"Yes, it will know. So I'd suggest that it's better to steal the Demon God that has died."

Zhang Ming asked again, "Then can I steal some core rules and let the demon god die directly?"

The powerhouse smiled and replied, "Don't look down on this drop of divine blood. After all, it's just an object, and it can't be compared to a real demon god."

"It's like a container, it has a capacity limit, and it can only steal a small part of the Demon God rules, and it can't 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 alternative rules to temporarily make up for its own shortcomings. So you can't kill them directly with this drop of divine blood."

"Master leads the door to practice on an individual, even if you have the rules of the Demon God, you may not be able to apply them perfectly, you have to think twice."

Zhang Ming sighed, it seemed that he had no way to kill the [long-cherished wish] directly, but

It's a pity.

Looking around, this river of time was too abstract, layered, maybe nested tens of thousands of layers, he really couldn't see clearly.

Overall, follow a rule: the more upstream the demon god, the stronger it is, and the lower the demon god, the weaker it is.

And the location where the burial is located is already close to the territory of the ultimate demon god.

That is, all the rules of the demon god under the ultimate, he can steal, including the time and space worm that he is most familiar with.

However, at this moment, Zhang Ming suddenly had an idea, his whole body throbbed, and his heart was pounding.

"I... What will happen if I steal Miss Hulu here?"

He stopped stealing the Temporal Worm.

I don't steal my long-cherished wish either.

He can steal the [Hope] Demon God!

I stole all the rules of the gourd, and when the time comes, it will be better to escape to the ends of the earth than to act every day like now!

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

His idea was to make [Hope] and [Long-cherished Wish] two unrelated demon gods, so that [Long-cherished Wish] would not be used to hunt them down.

"I'm sorry, not yet! The rules of the Demon God can be cut, but they are always a whole." Burial replied, "You must know that this drop of divine blood is only a second in the long river of time. You can't be insatiable and try to change the whole reality."

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(PS: Thank you for the reward from the alliance leader "Axe of the Mountain"!) ）

(The recent update isn't very good, and Calvin is serious, and staying in front of the computer every day is like going to jail.) I'll try to think of a way to add more.,If you really can't write it.,Forgive me.。 qaq）

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