I can see the blood bar, my purity is very high

"Boss, we seem to be late, the gunfire has stopped."

A younger brother holding a rifle spat out the cigarette in his mouth and looked towards the battlefield in the distance where there was no sound.

"Boss, boss? What's wrong with you, boss? Two Asians are coming towards us, should we do it?"

"Shut up your dog mouth, I'm not blind!"

Tucker growled and shouted back his men who were eager to try.

"If you don't want to die, stand up right in front of me! Keep your mouths shut!"

The younger brother who was scolded for no reason was confused, but he didn't dare to say anything more, and retreated timidly.

From beginning to end, Tucker's eyes never left the old man and the young man in the distance who seemed to be walking their dogs.

The peerless villain now looked like a rugby star taking his father out for a walk, walking carelessly on the street where a gunfight had just broken out.

Tucker's blessed body even allowed him to smell some blood that had not yet dissipated, and sense the terrifying ferocity and violence in the other's body, like a prehistoric beast.

Cold sweat slowly seeped from his forehead, and then slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground.

This underworld leader who had been a big shot in Florida for many years began to try to search his memories in his mind. He didn't know why the other party knew him, and he didn't know where he had offended this great god.

Yes, Tucker subconsciously thought that Lu Wenwu came to find him specifically and set a trap for him.

Otherwise, how could the other party call out his name accurately?

But in reality. If it weren't for the voice transmission from the Lord of Destiny that Tucker was the target they were looking for, Lu Wenwu would probably not bother to pay attention to a little Karami like him.

A guy who had overdrawn a little life in exchange for a little ability with magic spells, there was nothing worth noting.

He couldn't even be called a transcendent who had stepped over the threshold, but was just a little stronger than ordinary people.

For this "superpower", his life span was drastically shortened to only a few years.

Poor Mr. Tucker may not even know that with his current physical condition, which he thinks is at its peak, he will not even live to the age of 40, let alone the longevity he dreams of.

Lu Wenwu stood in front of Tucker and asked with a smile: "Mr. Tucker, this is our first meeting. Are you going to invite us to your gang headquarters? I just need a driver. How about you driving?"

Before Tucker could speak, a teenage black man next to him jumped out immediately, holding a pistol and pointing it at Lu Wenwu.

"Hey, you bastard, are you tired of living? How dare you talk to my brother Tucker like this?"

The cold sweat on Tucker's back soaked his vest in an instant, and his mind buzzed and went blank.

Who gave you the courage!

How dare you talk to this devil like this!

Lu Wenwu glanced at the little black man and chuckled.

To Tucker, that laughter was like a precursor to the devil's anger.

If you anger this terrifying demon, you will be finished.

"Bang!"

The pistol exploded without warning from the barrel to the magazine. A bullet that exploded strangely violated the rules of physics and blew a blood hole directly in the middle of the little black man's eyebrows.

This scene made dozens of black men around stagnate there, and a trace of fear quietly spread in their hearts.

"This young man, being young is good, he falls asleep immediately."

Lu Wenwu said the most gloomy words in the most relaxed tone.

"It seems that you envy his sleep quality? Don't worry, I will help you. Friends who often die should know that black eyes and physical weakness are normal phenomena, so don't worry too much."

Before the voice fell, before a group of gang members shouted, they had collapsed to the ground in unison, without life.

Lu Wenwu slightly mobilized his mental power and crushed their souls.

Maomao spit out a fire of evil very sensibly.

Under the licking of the strange black flames, these corpses, along with the guns in their hands and the blood stains on the ground, were instantly destroyed, leaving nothing behind.

"Mr. Tucker, you haven't answered my question just now."

Tucker, who witnessed everything, was almost scared to death.

He didn't see the other party make any moves, and he easily harvested the lives of dozens of people!

What's more terrifying is that.

No one around noticed this!

He clearly saw that many curtains in the surrounding buildings were lifted up a little, and many people were peeping at everything happening on the street.

But those people seemed to have not seen the tragic situation here, and they were still hiding behind and watching with interest.

"Welcome, welcome, two adults." Tucker forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, "Please follow me, I will drive you two adults."

"Well, open the way in front."

Lu Wenwu raised his chin, and Tucker led the two of them to the car they drove over very attentively.

A large-displacement American muscle car, a brand that Lu Wenwu had never seen before.

In fact, apart from the most famous ones, he didn't recognize many car logos. This guy doesn't usually drive or play with cars, so it's a miracle that he can recognize them.

In the car, Tucker didn't dare to play any tricks. He drove carefully and fearfully, and didn't dare to be clever at all.

At this moment, he felt as if he had returned to the time when he just became a gang member and helped his boss drive.

He wanted to ask the names of the two big guys in the back seat.

But when he thought about the scene where dozens of his younger brothers were quietly wiped out, he gave up the idea in a cold sweat.

An old Eastern proverb says that it is better to do less than to do more.

I hope that these two big guys are just here to see Big Brother and never have anything to do with me. I still have to fulfill the oracle of the Supreme God of Light and work hard to complete the task in exchange for eternal life.

I have been exposed to the legendary superpower, I am a person on the road to becoming a god, and I am the protagonist in the movie!

You must not die!

Tucker's suffering was not too long.

With his superb driving skills, in about forty minutes, they drove from the nearby suburbs to the city, and stopped under a skyscraper that seemed to be dozens of stories high. When I got down, most of the people around me were white people.

To a certain extent, this is probably an American characteristic.

The further you go into the city, the more dangerous it becomes. Neighborhoods with more whites and Asians are relatively safe.

On the contrary, because there are fewer people in the suburbs, it is not easy to be affected by the breath of freedom.

Even rich black people are not happy to be in neighborhoods with many black people.

My family knows their own affairs best!

It's like something from an old joke.

All day long, the older brother is older than the older brother, and they dress like second-rate men. Apart from fighting every day, a group of people only brag and talk. That is not a gangster society.

That's the bottom of the stupid basket, and at best he's a punk.

And what is the real underworld that eats people without spitting out their bones?

Wearing a suit and tie, driving a luxury car, wearing a luxury watch, and wearing small gold-rimmed glasses, he disguises himself as a human being. At a glance, people can tell that he is an outstanding entrepreneur and a good public servant of the people.

This is the case for the vast majority of people in this building.

Tucker obviously knew what headquarters Lu Wenwu was referring to, and took the two of them directly to the company headquarters building.

In front of such a fierce man who can withstand bullets physically, he really doesn't dare to play tricks at all.

After leaving the car to the doorman to park, Tucker had a respectful smile on his face and led an old man and a young man past the tough-looking security guard very clumsily.

These are not those guys who can only watch the door, but real gangsters, with a bulging bag on one side of their waist, ready for a free gunfight anytime, anywhere.

"Sir, would you like to go to the lounge to take a rest first, or"

After entering an internal elevator, Tucker closed the elevator door and asked in a low voice.

"There's no need, take me to the fourth underground floor." Lu Wenwu said with a smile.

Tucker's pupils suddenly shrank, and his right hand on the elevator button froze.

There is no B4 sign on the elevator panel at all. What on earth did this scary guy do?

"Sir, we are here." Tucker tried to struggle.

B4 is their true core area. On weekdays, it is a place of worship that only true core believers like them can go to.

If the boss and the Supreme God of Light discover that he has brought outsiders here without authorization, he will definitely die!

"You want to say that you don't have B4 here, right?" Lu Wenwu still had the same smile.

"I"

Tucker's Adam's apple moved up and down and he swallowed.

"Since it doesn't happen, forget it."

Lu Wenwu smiled and shook his head, his eyes suddenly turned pitiful.

Before Tucker could let go of his hanging heart, his heart was directly burst by the sudden reverse flow of blood, his aorta was ruptured, his lungs were choked with blood, and he died.

His heart was completely relieved.

It's just that the process is a little painful.

"I hate liars the most, so be careful in the next life." Lu Wenwu waved his hand, and Tucker's body disappeared without a trace.

Also disappearing along with it was the base underneath the elevator.

The opened position revealed a dark elevator shaft below, leading directly to the B4 floor.

During the descent, Lu Wenwu asked casually: "By the way, do you really not know how to search for souls?"

Lord Destiny suddenly became furious: "How many times have I told you, I am a righteous cultivator! Searching for souls is something that only ancient magic cultivators can do! I can only use their souls for divination!"

"You're so good! Why can't a dignified immortal even know how to search for souls?"

"Is it possible that you can?"

"Me neither, I can only destroy souls."

"Isn't that okay?"

"But you are an immortal, and I am not. I trained my body."

"Immortals are not omnipotent, okay! And I am a righteous monk! Can't you mention something else?"

"You can't read the sword manual."

"I am the True Lord of Destiny, the Immortal in charge of the Avenue of Destiny. Why do I insist on understanding the sword manual?"

"The immortals who control the road of destiny don't know how to search for souls, you idiot."

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"Anxious."

B4 floor.

Compared with the above, the area here is not large, only about half the size of a normal floor, and the interior is so dark that you can barely see.

But the floor height here is more than five meters, and the room as a whole presents a hemispherical state.

It's like an inverted bowl being pressed at the bottom.

On the hemispherical wall, a lifelike starry sky is carved, which is exactly what the solar system and its surroundings look like.

The sun relief with a blood-red glow casts down the afterglow in the center.

The dark light shone directly on the huge statue in the center of the room, which was more than four meters high.

In terms of the shape and appearance of the statue, it was exactly an enlarged version of the Great Heavenly Venerable statue, exactly the same as the smaller statue in the hands of Lu Wenwu and the True Lord of Destiny.

The leader that Tucker had been thinking about was kneeling devoutly in a magic circle drawn with blood, with his hands clasped together and his forehead touching the ground.

There were five more magic circles of the same kind, symmetrically drawn with the Great Heavenly Venerable statue as the center, presenting a hexagram symbol.

But what was surprising was that in the other five magic circles, the unconscious people who were bound were actually five blond and blue-eyed Western cultivators!

Although their cultivation was not strong, at most they were at the ordinary level, not much stronger than ordinary people, but they were also real cultivators!

Around the magic circle, a group of magic cultivators in black robes chanted the name of the Supreme God of Light in unison, uttering mysterious and obscure magic bytes one by one.

The next moment, the hexagram magic circle took shape in the house, and a fierce red light burst out.

The three unconscious cultivators suddenly melted in the center of the magic circle, and their flesh and blood and the essence of their cultivation gradually flowed into the body of Black Boss along the drawn lines.

"Roar!"

A beast-like roar sounded.

The Black Boss's already burly figure became even more sturdy, with muscles bulging high on the surface of his body, and blue veins wriggling like a dragon.

Soon, this change ended, and everything returned to calm.

Black Boss, who was already as sturdy as a bear, slowly stood up, with a red fierce light in his eyes. Although his aura was extremely mixed, he was completely stable in the realm of the extraordinary.

"I feel the power given to me by the Lord God! This is the power beyond mortals!"

"Congratulations, you have officially become one of us, and eternal life is in sight..."

A black-robed man who presided over the magic circle spoke hoarsely, and his voice was like two broken magnets scraping against each other.

Absolutely top-level bubble sound, very magnetic.

"I also want to thank the God for the divine power he has bestowed upon me. In the future, I will dedicate more piety to the God and wish to ascend the throne of eternal life with my colleagues."

The black boss bowed in the direction of the black-robed man and performed a chest-touching ceremony, completely unaware of the black-robed man's disdain hidden in the shadows and darkness.

It's not the black-robed man's fault for disdain.

The black-robed man is a true ancient magic cultivator, a cultivator at the peak of the human level, and is about to enter the earth level.

As for this black boss?

Ha, it's just a flesh and blood war puppet created by the evil secret method for the convenience of collecting resources.

A mere ant, actually talking about eternal life?

It's ridiculous.

Just when the black-robed leader was about to say a few polite words and continue to paint a pie for the black boss, a loud bang suddenly exploded in the sacrificial room.

The half-meter-thick door that could withstand a nuclear explosion was kicked open by someone and turned into a ball of twisted scrap metal.

A large mass of heavy metal, carrying large pieces of reinforced concrete, flew into the sacrificial chamber at a very fast speed.

The black boss, who was just immersed in the joy of becoming a superhuman, was blown into a ball of meat by this sudden disaster before he was overwhelmed by the excitement.

The unbelievable expression remained on the face that was not hit.

Combined with the protruding eyeballs unique to black people, it looked a bit funny.

At the violently kicked open door, a tall and strong man walked in with a smile.

He looked around and asked the leader of the black robes: "Excuse me, is it difficult to use electricity in your area? Why don't you turn on the lights?"