Seeing Chen Pan suddenly quiet, Chen Weiming felt a little wrong and even remembered what the other party had said before.

Intuition, this kind of thing may not be reliable, but sometimes it is so fatal, especially for people who have reached such a state, many things can always cause pain.

I immediately asked in surprise: "What's wrong with you?"

"Do you know?" Chen Pan said: "Once upon a time, whenever I saw someone choose to sacrifice, I was puzzled. Why? Why did they choose so much, and why did they care about it at all."

"What do you want to say!" Chen Weiming said anxiously: "You are just a memory, you can't do anything!"

At this time, Chen Pan's voice was very plain, but the more dull it was, the more people felt the hidden waves and the more uneasy he felt.

"I am Pangu, but I am also a human demon. I am worshipped by many people as idols, but I am also treated as a murderer for guarding me! Once upon a time, my name in Chen Pan could stop my child from crying at night."

"I have been wondering whether to be a hero or a devil in this life..."

"You are a hero!" Chen Weiming interrupted: "Because there are more people who miss you after you die than happy."

"There are more people who miss you than those who are happy!" Chen Pan smiled slightly: "It's a good idea, but many times, I choose to be a devil."

"My creed is more fearful than respect."

"My mentality is that I can kill the evil people for the sake of the people in the world, or I can kill other unfamiliar people in the world for the sake of the people I care about."

"The so-called creation of the world, perhaps, is just that I can't stand the loneliness of a person, so I made a choice."

"And the so-called final battle hero is actually because Tianyu will kill someone I care about, so he stood up."

"I never want to be a hero because I think it's so tiring to be a hero. Only by being a devil can I enjoy revenge. I don't have to care about the worldly eyes or what others think. So my choice has always been selfish."

Chen Pan kept saying, with an intriguing smile: "It's a pity that I came into contact with Emperor Xuanyuan too early. There is no perfect person in this world. If you have to find the closest one, it must be Emperor Xuanyuan."

"With the same compassion, Emperor Xuanyuan will take the initiative to stand up, and Feng Lixi is foolish and kind. As for Amitabha, he just chose not to kill himself and passively, rather than take the initiative."

"Under the spirit of Emperor Xuanyuan, I finally understood. Although the devil is willing to revenge, his heart is always weak, and he feels that his feet are not falling to the ground and floating in the clouds. When driven by righteousness, he chooses to sacrifice at that moment, and feels that there is no need to be at ease, and what supports me behind me is the whole world."

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"What do you mean!"

Chen Weiming finally couldn't help but yell: "Sacrifice? How to sacrifice?"

At this time, he was extremely panicked and he couldn't control himself and scolded all those who had stepped into the heavenly road. They were all concerned about going to the battlefield, but no one was thinking about solving the matter of Emperor Nine-headed.

With the ability of the three-foot sword, it should be solved. If it is solved, how can the disaster happen today?

But no matter how he scolded him, it would be useless. All the strong men have entered the heavenly road.

That is the road to heaven and the road to heaven. Just like practicing, you can only move forward, not retreat, and you will never come back.

The danger is ahead, and he needs to solve everything.

Once you can't stand the sorrow of the weak, you either sacrifice yourself or the people around you.

He saw a lot of things in the Earth Immortal Realm. He felt that he had seen the path, but it would take some time. Unfortunately, what he lacked at this time was time.

Chen Pan knew what he was thinking through telepathy, and smiled indifferently: "Some things are destined. Everyone has their own things to do on the road to heaven, including me. I always feel that my appearance was not accidental."

"The last scene of that illusion is not simply sacrificing magic weapons, but transforming into a sword with your body. The battles ahead are all you, and the last scene is my destiny."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and the picture of the Supreme Saint Master flew over.

"This picture was refined with my purple palace, and the Daoyan Sword and the three-foot bronze sword were cultivated from here. If you want to combine the two swords into one, you must use this thing. And I am destined to be the Pangu Seal on that picture."

"No, I will never allow it!"

Chen Weiming yelled: "You are an independent person, you are not a mark! I can deal with this place, I have Sansheng Island, I can integrate the memories inside, you don't have to do this!"

"No!" Chen Pan pulled him closer: "I am different from you. You have an independent personality, but I am not. I am a memory, a virtual existence. My destiny is Pangu Yin."

As he spoke, he could see bursts of mysterious light coming out of his body, like mist slowly pouring into the picture of the Supreme Master.

"No!" Chen Weiming exclaimed, his eyes breaking.

"It has already started, so I can't stop!"

Chen Pan looked at Chen Weiming and said, "I was once as confused as you, so I know more about the tension I feel when I maintain myself. If possible, live a good life on your own... It doesn't matter whether Chen Pan can come back."

"Ao!"

The ten dragons roared wildly and came again, and the clouds and smoke roared, and the murderous aura became even more terrifying, filling the eight desolates. It seemed that you could hear the sentient beings in the world crying.

"Don't let me sacrifice in vain!"

Listening to Chen Pan's voice, Chen Weiming felt his eyes were wet. He raised his hand and gathered magic weapons to shoot them out. He no longer made it casually, but Kunlun Mirror, just like a scene in the illusion. He dared not fail again.

"Promise me two things: First, I must rescue Xuefu. She has sacrificed too much for me, so it should not be the result. I must rescue her. As for what happens in the future, that is not what you have to be responsible for, because you are Chen Weiming, not Chen Pan."

While speaking, Chen Pan's body had dissipated in half and became more and more transparent.

"ah!"

Chen Weiming released the animals and shouted, like crying. With his hands raised, he sacrificed magic weapons one by one, just like everything in the illusion, without any change.

"Second, no matter what, we must win this war. It is not just for World War II, but also for those we care about. The evil spirit controls the great way of heaven and earth. Once he wins, the world has a master again, and there will be no chance for any conquest. Even if he has an accident like the master of reincarnation in the future and dies, I believe that there will be no more variables in this world, and all living beings are slaves."

Win, you must win...

Chen Weiming resisted the severe pain in his heart, and one magic weapon after another fell, and finally pushed the nine heads of the ten dragons one by one.

"I'm very happy to know you."

"Farewell forever...brother!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Pan walked out of the Pangu axe body seal, covered with a ray of light, wrapped in the picture of the Supreme Saint Master, and soared into the sky with the Daoyan sword and the three-foot bronze sword.
Chapter completed!