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After a long silence, the Daozhen monk said, "Eternal life? I am already close to eternal life, why do I still want to take refuge in you?"

The voice in the darkness said leisurely: "Li Daozhen, you have heard poorly, I am talking about you and your lover." ”

Monk Daozhen fell silent again, he glanced sideways at the blonde man, his silhouette could only be faintly seen in the darkness, but intuitively, Monk Daozhen could feel him smirking.

"Who are you? Calling yourself 'Lord' and claiming to be able to bestow eternal life on mortals, are you not a madman?" said Monk Daozhen as he turned his head and looked at the darkness.

"I'm not crazy, I think you know pretty well. In the face of Monk Daozhen's questioning, the voice in the darkness still said unhurriedly, and even had a bit of a taste of everything under control.

"What do you mean?"

"If I'm really crazy and can drive a group of immortals into a corner and slaughter them one by one like animals, then I'm the greatest madman in the universe. The words in that voice were full of contempt for the gods, even contempt.

"So the greatest madman in the universe, can I see you for what you really are?" asked Monk Daozhen, looking at the darkness in front of him.

"Of course, as you wish. As soon as the words fell, the dazzling lights suddenly lit up.

Monk Daozhen squinted slightly, and after getting used to the bright light, he looked at where the voice came from.

It was empty, just a huge computer.

It is said that it is huge, but in fact, it is already extremely cautious in wording, and there are countless hosts that shimmer like a starlight galaxy behind the computer screen, which together form this computer.

Looking at the computer in front of him, Monk Daozhen suddenly felt that he had seen an ancient beast that wanted to devour people.

"Where are you?" asked Monk Daozhen with bated breath, pushing this absurd thought out of his mind.

The computer's screen lit up and a smiling face appeared on the screen.

I saw that the smiling face opened and closed its lips, just like a person speaking, and the voice came from the stereo next to the computer: "Am I not right in front of you?"

Monk Daozhen was stunned and said, "Are you a computer?"

"That's right. The smiling face on the computer screen nodded slightly and said, "You can understand that it is a more advanced form of evolution than a human. ”

"A more advanced evolutionary form than a human?" Monk Daozhen frowned and said, "Can a human evolve into a computer?"

"Why can't humans evolve into computers?" asked the face on the screen.

"One day, all computers will be able to fully simulate the human mind, and far surpass it. Without waiting for the Daozhen monk to answer, the voice in the computer said: "At that time, if human beings do not actively integrate into the computer and become a part of the computer, then the fate of human beings will only perish." ”

"Integration, how to integrate?" asked Monk Daozhen.

"It's like this. The computer screen flashed suddenly, the screen changed, and the figure of Wu De Xingjun appeared on the screen.

Martial De Xingjun, who had already been identified as a fallen by Su Baixian, appeared on the screen.

Monk Daozhen would not be naïve to think that Wude Xingjun was really alive, and the images on the screen would only be left by Wude Xingjun before his death.

I saw that Wu De Xingjun on the screen was strangled by a metal arm, his face was red and swollen, his eyes were staring out, his limbs were struggling and swinging, and the aura that could be seen with the naked eye was surging around him, but this had no effect on the owner of the metal arm.

The picture slowly stretches, and it is a bright room, surrounded by dense hosts.

This is the place!

However, what shocked Monk Daozhen was still to come.

I saw that the owner of the metal arm showed his figure, and it turned out to be the computer he saw in front of him!

The picture on the screen did not stop because of the shock of Monk Daozhen, it was still playing.

"Since you don't intend to be loyal to me, then I can only integrate you into my body. "The voice on the screen is exactly the same as the voice of the computer.

As soon as the words fell, Wu De Xingjun began to melt like a burning candle, first the pinched neck, then the body and limbs, and the melted liquid swallowed down the metal arm into the silver metal skin.

In the end, only a screaming head remained.

The head slowly melted, and the liquid glowed with strange colors.

Monk Daozhen could tell it at a glance - this was the color of the soul of the Martial De Xingjun.

This means that the Martial De Xingjun will never be reincarnated!

I never thought that I would see such a scene, and Monk Daozhen opened his mouth wide, and then he understood what the computer meant by "integration".

Without the slightest hesitation, the aura in the body exploded with all his might, and the Daozhen monk did not rush to the computer desperately, but turned around and fled.

He is still very clear about Wu Dexingjun's strength, even if he can't beat himself, it won't be too far behind, even he was slaughtered like a chicken, how could he defeat this weird computer.

And the top priority is to notify the immortals in the heavenly realm who are not aware of it, tell them about the danger here, and brainstorm and make countermeasures.

The computer screen changed, and the smiling face reappeared.

The metal arm that Monk Daozhen had seen before stretched out from the host of the computer and pointed lightly at Monk Daozhen.

There was a pop, and blood splattered.

Monk Daozhen did not pause in the slightest, clenched his hands into fists, and blasted the metal wall that could protect against the atomic bomb, and soared towards the ground along the blasted elevator passage.

"'Lord,' do you need me to hunt him down?" said the blond man, kneeling reverently.

"No, he's dead. The lights in the hall were extinguished at the first moment when Monk Daozhen fled the hall, and in the dark hall, the voice of the computer seemed empty and terrifying.

"So great 'Lord', what should we do next?" the blonde man's voice rang out in the darkness.

"Wait, wait for the final battle, someone will come, this will be the best stage to decide the fate of mankind. ”

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Monk Daozhen escaped from the building, he had no time to care about whether it would disturb mortals, passers-by along the road saw the bloodstained, strangely dressed monk Daozhen floating like a ghost, and quickly left, thinking that he had met a ghost, couldn't help screaming, and then found that he was safe and sound, and then touched his chest in shock.

After realizing that no one was chasing him, Monk Daozhen found a secluded place and calmly told the immortals on the other end of the phone what happened.

Ignoring the concerned inquiries of the immortals on the other end of the phone, the Daozhen monk hung up the phone and walked to the square in the distance.

There are already a lot of people working in the distance, looking at the high-rise buildings around them, and the monk Daozhen, who has never been to the lighthouse country, also knows that it is the core of the world - Times Square.

He came here for a wish.