The four hundred and eighty-ninth complete self
"I'm right, are you really going to devour me and occupy my body?
You're dead to this heart! Even if you want to blow yourself up, I won't give up my body to you."
The guess in his heart was confirmed, Fan Jian jumped to his feet and shouted angrily, and then he was about to blow himself up.
"Don't you want to save the people outside? If you blow yourself up, I won't stop you, but I'll warn you.
In my current state, I have one soul and one soul, and I can only stop the power of destruction for three hours.
After three hours, the five-color barrier will fail, and at that time, the Six Realms will be destroyed, and everyone will die.
If you want to completely eliminate the power of destruction, keep the Six Realms, and keep everyone safe, you and I must merge into one and gather the Three Souls and Seven Spirits.
Of course, you can also refuse, I don't force it.
Anyway, I'm just a wisp of divine consciousness, and I don't care what happens to the Six Realms."
Seeing Fan Jian running wild, Tiandao said in a relaxed tone, as if the Six Realms were not destroyed, he didn't care at all.
Fan Jian was silent, Tiandao didn't care, he cared.
He didn't want his relatives and friends to die, he wanted them to live well.
"I promise you that you can occupy my body, but you have to promise me that you must protect the Six Realms and not let anyone die."
After pondering for a moment, Fan Jian raised his head and agreed to Heavenly Dao's request, anyway, he had already made preparations for death just now.
But he asked Heavenly Dao to give him a promise, he was afraid that after Heavenly Dao occupied his body, he would escape alone and abandon the Six Realms.
"You don't say yes."
Tiandao didn't know if it was okay for Fan Jian's request, but he didn't reply, it seemed that he had already grasped Fan Jian's mind and ate him to death.
"Okay, let's get started!"
Heavenly Dao said that the five-color barrier could only last for three hours, and too much time had already been wasted.
Fan Jian was worried about the people outside, so he stopped in the ink, closed his eyes, raised his head, and looked like he was being slaughtered.
"You relax your body, I will enter your body, the process will be a little painful, but you can't reject it, otherwise it will fall short."
Tiandao explained the precautions, and saw that in the vast white sea of knowledge, countless five-colored light points appeared, drilling into Fan Jian's body.
If the people on the battlefield were not unconscious, they would have seen countless five-colored balls of light rising from the seas, land, mountains, rivers, and grasslands of the Six Realms, flying towards the Heavenly Realm.
Then they scrambled to converge towards Fan Jian who was in a coma and entered his body.
The place where those balls of light flew up was the same place where the starlight sprinkled when the Heavenly Dao body was decomposed.
At this time, Fan Jian, who was in the sea of knowledge, was twitching all over his body, and his face was in pain.
Because except for the one soul and one soul extracted by the Heavenly Dao at the beginning, when he was born, the remaining two souls and six souls had been completed.
He is a complete person, with a complete three souls and seven spirits. But the entry of the Heavenly Dao was to replace Fan Jian's original soul with his remaining soul.
To devour the original soul, fuse, and replace it, the pain from the soul is a hundred times and a thousand times more painful than the physical injury.
But he gritted his teeth and endured, not only could not be rejected, but also put down all his defenses, and willingly let his soul be devoured.
"Is this what death feels like? Goodbye, Six Realms! Goodbye, the people I love in this world, and the people who love me!
I hope that the Heavenly Dao can save the Six Realms and protect everyone! Otherwise, I will die in vain."
The severe pain made Fan Jian's consciousness begin to blur, and he silently said goodbye to everyone in his heart, and closed his eyes with expectations.
"I'm not dead? After merging into one, shouldn't I be devoured by the Heavenly Dao and disappear?"
Fan Jian opened his eyes, doubting in his heart that he still had thoughts, proving that he had not disappeared.
Could it be that after the body was occupied by the Heavenly Dao, he drove his soul out of the body and did not devour himself?
Fan Jian guessed in his heart when he saw it
The unconscious crowd then found that their bodies were still there, full of question marks.
"Fan Jian, don't be surprised, you weren't devoured, it was me who disappeared, I made a joke with you.
This is a wisp of divine thought left in your sea of consciousness before I disappeared, don't ask, listen to me carefully, because time is running out."
Fan Jian heard the voice, his divine sense entered the sea of knowledge, and he saw the heavenly dao with a hippie smiling face, and after listening to him finish speaking, he watched the last trace of heavenly dao divine thoughts disappear.
Withdrawing from the sea of knowledge, Fan Jian's heart was full of emotion, even if Tiandao was about to disappear, he still played a prank with him.
Is it heartless and lungless, or is it really putting life and death aside, it turns out that what Tiandao said is right.
In order to resolve the crisis of the Three Realms and remove the power of destruction, they must merge and unite the souls of the two.
Because the chaotic power of the Heavenly Dao is the nemesis of the power of destruction, but the soul of the Heavenly Dao is incomplete.
The power of chaos can't be fully exerted, so he and Fan Jian must be fused.
And after fusion, it is impossible to have two divine consciousnesses in one body.
So there must be one who disappears, and Heavenly Dao has long decided that it is himself who is sacrificed.
Because Fan Jian cares more about this world than he does.
The most important thing is that Fan Jian is the hope of the Six Realms, so he decides to sacrifice himself.
But with his temperament, before disappearing, he still made a prank to intimidate Fan Jian.
said that he was going to occupy his body, so when Fan Jian asked him for a promise, he didn't answer, because he was about to disappear and couldn't finish it.
The disappearance of the Heavenly Dao, Fan Jian was not sad, the Heavenly Dao was right, they were originally one.
As long as he lives, the Heavenly Dao has not disappeared, and he will complete the unfinished things of the Heavenly Dao, replace the Heavenly Dao, and protect the Six Realms well.
Looking up at the sky, through the five-color barrier, the power of destruction condensed even more
It is constantly eroding the five-color barrier, and it is about to rush into the Six Realms.
Fan Jian put his hands in front of his chest, palms facing each other, and a small gray vortex appeared, which was the power of chaos.
After he fused with the Heavenly Dao, the power of chaos appeared in his body, and it was not strange at all.
It's like an old friend for many years, familiar with it, and naturally, I know how to use it.
I saw Fan Jian change his gestures with both hands, his palms pushed upwards diagonally, and the gray vortex flew directly into the air.
Unhindered, he passed through the five-color barrier and had a close encounter with the power of destruction.
The power of destruction beyond the barrier was overwhelming, and the whirlpool formed by the power of chaos was as small as a wine glass, like a drop of water meeting the sea in comparison.
But when the power of chaos broke out of the barrier, the power of destruction retreated three feet, and Fan Jian saw fear.
The Shura umbrella also felt the power of chaos, as if facing a great enemy, and when he saw that the umbrella body was stunned, it actually stopped rotating.
Then the fireball, which had been staying on the umbrella, flew up directly and pounced on the whirlpool.
Fan Jian, who was inside the barrier, looked at the sky with a nervous expression, the power of chaos is the nemesis of the power of destruction, it is said by the Heavenly Dao, and he doesn't know if it can be done.
This is related to the fate of hundreds of millions of beings in the Six Realms, and it is not a trivial matter. He had felt the power of the strange fireball up close.
That kind of tremor from the soul, he will not forget, and his heart is sweating for the small whirlpool formed by the power of chaos.
He didn't dare to blink his eyes to stare at the air, and he saw the fireball like a small mountain, which came in an instant.
It hit it like a helicopter hitting a mosquito. And the whirlpool the size of a wine glass does not dodge or dodge.
As if frightened, he didn't move in place, and then with a pop, he was knocked away and disappeared.
"It's over the calf!" Fan Jian wailed in his heart.