Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

Lu Wenwu smiled and shook his head, his eyes suddenly becoming compassionate.

Before Tucker could let go of his anxiety, his heart was suddenly blown up by the reverse flow of blood, causing his aorta to rupture and his lungs to choke on blood, causing him to die.

He was completely relieved.

The process is just a little painful.

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

Also disappearing 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 casually asked, "By the way, you really don't know how to search souls?"

Lord Fate was immediately furious: "How many times have I told you that I am a righteous cultivator! Soul searching is something that only ancient magic cultivators can do! I can only use their souls for divination!"

"You are such a wimp! How come a great immortal can't even search a soul?"

"Is it possible that you can?"

"I can't either. I can only destroy souls."

"Isn't that okay?"

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

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

"You can't understand the sword manual."

"I am the Lord of Destiny, the immortal who controls the avenue of destiny. Why should I understand the sword manual?"

"The immortal who controls the avenue of destiny doesn't know how to search souls. What a loser."

"I&%...&*...&—￥%#￥%...! You￥...&￥%*!"

"Anxious."

B4 floor.

Compared to the area above, the area here is not that big, only about half the size of a normal floor, and it is so dark inside that you can only barely see things.

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

It's like an upside-down bowl is pressed at the bottom.

On the hemispherical wall, there is a lifelike carving of a brilliant starry sky, which is exactly the appearance of the solar system and its surroundings.

The blood-red sun relief in the center casts rays of afterglow.

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

Judging from the shape and appearance of the statue, it is an enlarged version of the statue of the Great Heavenly Venerable, and is exactly the same as the smaller statue in the hands of Lu Wenwu and the 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 are five more similar magic circles, which are drawn symmetrically with the statue of the Great Celestial Lord as the center, forming a hexagram symbol.

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

Although his cultivation is not strong, at most he is just a mortal who is not much stronger than ordinary people, he is also a real cultivator!

Around the magic circle, a group of magic practitioners in black robes chanted the name of the Supreme God of Light in unison, uttering mysterious and obscure magic words.

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

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

"Roar!"

A beast-like roar was heard.

The black boss's already burly figure became even more sturdy, with muscles bulging on his body and blue veins wriggling like a dragon.

Soon, this change ended and everything returned to calm.

The black boss, who had become as strong as a bear, slowly stood up, with a fierce red light in his eyes. Although the aura on his body was extremely complex, he was completely firmly established in the realm of the extraordinary.

"I feel the power bestowed upon me by the God! This is a power beyond that of mortals!"

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

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

Absolutely top-notch bubble sound, very magnetic.

"I would also like to thank the Lord for bestowing me with divine power. In the future, I will dedicate more piety to the Lord and wish to ascend to the throne of eternal life with my colleagues."

The black boss bowed in the direction of the black-robed man and touched his chest, completely unaware of the black-robed man's disdain hidden in the shadows and darkness.

It’s no wonder that the man in black robe was disdainful.

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

As for this gangster boss?

Haha, it’s just a flesh and blood war puppet created by evil secret methods in order to facilitate resource collection.

How dare a mere ant talk about eternal life?

It's ridiculous.

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

The door, which was half a meter thick and strong enough to withstand a nuclear explosion, was kicked open by someone and turned into a twisted ball of scrap metal.

A large mass of heavy metal, carrying large chunks of reinforced concrete, flew into the sacrificial chamber at an extremely fast speed.

The gangster boss, who was just immersed in the joy of becoming a superhuman, had not yet cooled down from his excitement when he was blown into a ball of meat by this sudden disaster.

The expression of disbelief still remained on the face that was not hit.

Combined with the protruding eyeballs that are unique to black people, it looks a bit funny.

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

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

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The leader of the black robed people: “???”

What words! What words!

What is electricity difficulty?

How could I, a big boss of the Florida underworld, be without this little electricity?

What we care about here is the atmosphere, an atmosphere that is specially created, do you understand?

What are we doing now?

We are using ancient magic methods to perform sorcery. Can this kind of thing be done in the open in the sun?

This has to be kept secret, right?

Lu Wenwu's emotions were incoherent when he asked the black-robed leader a question, and he was stunned for a moment.

"No, are you really that poor? Why don't you even turn on the lights?" Lu Wenwu raised his eyebrows and motioned Maomao to do something.

Maomao immediately took out a huge searchlight from Lingtian Cave and adjusted the power to maximum.

"what!!!"

"Damn it! My eyes! My eyes!"

"Despicable Orientals!"

"Help me, I can't see!"

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In an instant, the originally depressing and solemn sacrificial chamber was filled with the howling of ghosts and wolves.

The black-robed people with mediocre cultivation have been staying in the dark environment for a long time and have long adapted to this extremely dim vision with only tiny blood vessels providing illumination.

Maomao suddenly lit up a powerful military searchlight in this not-so-big space, and a group of black-robed men who were caught off guard were immediately blinded by the light.

They rolled on the ground, covering their red, tearful eyes. The originally eerie and terrifying scene disappeared instantly under the effect of the searchlight.

Only those few blood magic circles that have not yet completely disappeared look a bit evil.

The leader of the black-robed men, who reacted the fastest and blocked the military searchlight's illumination, was stunned.

no? ? ?

You Eastern cultivators all don’t care about moral cultivation, right?

I, the black magician, am ready to fight you with real swords and guns, and you are just throwing flash bombs?

"Damn you Eastern cultivators, this is America, not the place for you to come." The black-robed leader suppressed his anger in his voice, "Go back to your territory!"

"Wrong, this is Florida, you are the ones who should get out!" Lu Wenwu bared his big white teeth with a playful expression, "If you have no chance, don't force it. If you really have to, bite a lighter. If you have no chance, get out of here!"

"Damn Oriental, what on earth are you talking about!" the black-robed leader was furious.

He is a real antique. He was taken away by his master to practice when he was born.

Until he accidentally obtained the statue of the Great Celestial Lord, killed his master in order to practice the magic skills, and finally returned to the human world to do whatever he wanted.

During this period, he had never been exposed to the Internet, let alone some abstract culture.

So, he couldn't really understand what Lu Wenwu meant by translating the Chinese Internet abstract slang into English.

I can only roughly analyze from the other party's mocking tone that this is probably not a good thing to say, maybe some special slang or something like that.

If the leader of the black-robed men had not been worried that he could not defeat them, he would have turned against them long ago.

The fact that the other party could break in so brazenly showed that they were well prepared.

Those at the peak of the human rank may seem to be able to do whatever they want in the mortal world, but in the world of cultivators they are actually nothing. At most they are at the level of an inner disciple of a large sect.

He has already connected with the Great Celestial Lord and has a bright future. It is not impossible for him to become a god.

He didn't want to fight if he could escape.