Zuo Zhicheng followed the other party and found that the old man was constantly coughing all the way, and continuous coughing sounds kept coming, as if he was about to cough out his lungs.

"Are you injured?" Zuo Zhicheng asked.

The old man didn't say anything, but just took Zuo Zhicheng to quickly walk towards the artificial ecosystem. When Zuo Zhicheng saw this scene, he frowned even deeper.

The two of them were speechless all the way, and the atmosphere seemed to become more and more dull. It was not until the old man walked to the violet fire altar that he stopped, grabbed a huge white object like a heart from the void, and even beat constantly when the white heart was taken out, emitting circles of white ripples.

Zuo Zhicheng frowned: "This old guy didn't want me to see what I had sacrificed and got what I got. This time I changed my mind."

Looking at the old man's slightly evil face, Zuo Zhicheng asked, "What is this?"

The old man pulled the corner of his mouth and said impatiently: "Don't worry about what this is, take it." He handed over the white heart to Zuo Zhicheng and said: "Go to the altar to sacrifice this thing, and then say you want a drop of blood from the first generation of demon lords."

"The blood of the first generation of demon lords?" Zuo Zhicheng thought to himself: "Does this first generation of demon lords refer to the first generation of demon lords of the Northern Demon Sect?"

Seeing Zuo Zhicheng not moving, the old man said anxiously: "Why are you standing there? Go quickly."

"Okay." Zuo Zhicheng nodded, took the white heart in his hand and walked towards the Purple Fire Altar. The old man looked at Zuo Zhicheng approaching the Purple Fire Altar step by step, and a hint of anxiety, a hint of expectation, and a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

But Zuo Zhicheng suddenly stopped halfway through.

A trace of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes: "What's wrong?"

Zuo Zhicheng took a breath and sighed, "There is something wrong with the thing you gave me."

"Oh? Why don't I feel it?" the old man said coldly: "Sacrifice him quickly." When he said this, the old man's words were already filled with cold and murderous aura.

Zuo Zhicheng sensed the life conglomeration, but found that he could no longer command the exoskeleton epidermis.

Facing the situation in front of me, Zuo Zhicheng seemed to be not nervous and just said lightly: "This thing is the Void Spirit Heart brought by Bai Zhiyue. It makes me unable to use Taoist techniques."

Bai Zhiyue was unable to use martial arts and Taoism. One was filled with something called virtual spirit particles. This thing could be combined with spiritual energy and then greatly blocked the spiritual energy, causing the operation of the spiritual energy to almost stagnate. The virtual spirit heart is the thing that generates virtual spirit particles.

The reason why the use of force is prohibited is because the entire Bai Zhiyue is filled with something called "Misu Shen Qi". This Misu Shen Qi can regulate biological hormones, causing all living things to lose their fighting spirit, and the innate qi is also slightly degraded without realizing it.

Zuo Zhicheng continued: "According to the information I received in the Nether Sea before, Bai Zhiyue, the original prison, under the agreement with a certain generation of Newman leaders, exists as an intelligence collection site, every time it opens, it uses prizes to attract humans, and the people coming in are observed, monitored, and even read memories.

Those who go out are carried with them to some monitoring devices here.

Because the people who came here were all senior Newmans, this method was quite effective.

And everything is to collect intelligence without sending any mobile force away from the ruins.

Although I don’t understand why I use such a troublesome method instead of directly using other forces to collect external situations. What makes you so careful.

But now it seems that the thing in my hand is something that can produce virtual spirit particles. The spiritual energy on my body is almost stopping."

The old man frowned and said, "Have you said enough? Since you also understand that you can't use Taoism, just offer sacrifices."

Zuo Zhicheng continued: "If I really just want me to sacrifice, why don't you tell me that this thing will prevent me from performing Taoism. I said, "Old guy, you might want to sacrifice me together."

The old man said lightly, neither admitting nor denying. He just looked at Zuo Zhicheng with a crazy and unexpected look: "What are you going to do now? You can't use Taoist magic. I can kill you with just one look."

Zuo Zhicheng's expression looked a little stiff, and there seemed to be a little crack in the skin under his clothes, but the old man with a crazy expression did not pay attention to these.

"That's not necessarily." Zuo Zhicheng then walked towards the Purple Fire Altar step by step. He continued to say, "If you are really in a complete state, you can kill me easily. You don't have to use this method. And if my sacrificial request is to allow me to use Taoism again, do you think this Purple Fire Altar can do it?"

"You can try!" The old man's eyes revealed a hint of ferocity and said with a little nervousness: "I'll kill you immediately!"

As he spoke, the scarlet true energy had already erupted from the old man's palm and surrounded Zuo Zhicheng directly, like a giant python, surrounding Zuo Zhicheng layer by layer.

Obviously, as long as Zuo Zhicheng has a slight change, the old man will activate his true energy to kill Zuo Zhicheng.

Zuo Zhicheng was not panicked when he saw this scene, but secretly judged in his heart: "It is obvious that he can use the true energy to enter this range in one qi, but he did not offer sacrifices from a long distance, which means that the impact after sacrifice is not affected by distance.

Think about it, if I say anything, this thing can be transformed into me. It doesn’t seem like this kind of influence.”

The old man's eyes became more and more anxious, as if something was chasing him again. He said fiercely: "If you don't want to die, just offer sacrifices to me quickly."

Zuo Zhicheng looked at the old man and said, "I don't think you can really kill me."

A hint of impatient flashed in the old man's eyes, and with his fingers moved, he wanted to control Zhenyuan to make a ruthless qi to Zuo Zhicheng. However, just now he moved, Zhenyuan tightly wrapped Zuo Zhicheng, but the other party actually stretched out his limbs and tightly resisted the pressure of Zhenyuan's surroundings.

"How is it possible? How can you still have such functions after being solidified, your modified body?"

At the same time, Zuo Zhicheng's skin had more and more cracks, and it seemed that the whole person would break down at any time, especially the broken parts gradually turned black.

As the old man used it to pinch his palm, the true energy emitted a burning blood flame, which instantly burned Zuo Zhicheng's "exterior skin", revealing the appearance of x-2000.

"What!" The old man looked at x-2000 in shock, struggling violently in the scarlet true energy. He never expected that Zuo Zhicheng actually set a layer of exoskeleton skin for x-2000 and disguised the robot as his own.

Just now, the ink bone was bound by the virtual spirit particles, and the spiritual energy was not running smoothly, so it gradually lost control, and finally even shattered and turned back to its original color.

The next moment, twelve rays of light seemed to penetrate the world, completely submerging the old man's figure. (To be continued...)r1292
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