Suddenly, Li Junrong's face was like ashes, as if he had even forgotten the hot pain on his face, his eyes were dull and colorless, as if he had lost seven souls and six spirits, and the whole person was not angry at all.

Expelled from the Li family!

This is no longer just as simple as "distributing the frontier", just because he offended the ordinary-looking man, he actually wanted to be expelled from the Li family?

He is the crown prince of the Samsong Group and the heir of the No. 1 consortium in South Korea!

Why?why?why?

At this moment, Li Junrong's brain was blank, and only a sound of "expelling from the Li family" kept echoing in his mind like a magic spell.

"Let's go!"

Lu Zheng grabbed Wen Qian's hand and left directly.

This kind of place is too boring, just a group of ants to laugh at themselves, and it is a pure waste of time to stay any longer.

In the frightened eyes of everyone, the two slowly left.

When passing by Li Junrong, he wanted to reach out and grab Lu Zheng's trouser legs, but he couldn't even touch them.

He could only watch as the man, the man who destroyed everything for himself with just one word, gradually disappeared from his sight.

On the way back, Wen Qian looked at her phone and said with a smile: "Zhao Yancheng sent a message, asking me when I was free, and wanted to invite me to a meal as an aparation." She also said that she wanted to introduce me to a big-budget Hollywood movie. ”

"Don't mess with these indiscriminate people in the future, and don't go to a drinking party like today. You have to remember that you are different from them, even if you are a Hollywood actor or actress, in front of you, they don't even deserve to carry shoes. ”

"Because, you're here!"

Lu Zheng said lightly.

"Got it, got it, you're the best!" Wen Qian snuggled up to his shoulder and said with a look of indulgence.

As soon as the car drove to the house, Lu Zheng saw an old man in white, standing quietly at the door.

He was dressed in a plain white robe, and his long gray hair was scattered, and he looked like a down-and-out vagabond. However, on the right hand of the old man in white, he held a golden scepter inlaid with precious stones.

In particular, the huge diamond on it is even bigger than the Star of Africa on the Queen's cane, and it is a priceless national treasure!

Lu Zheng got out of the car, but stopped Wen Qian when she wanted to get out of the car.

"Xiao Wang, you take her to the house on the bank of the Yangjiang River, and then call Lihuo, and ask her to come over to protect Sissi. Lu Zheng said in a deep voice.

Xiao Wang asked worriedly: "Boss, do you want to call more people over?" The above has instructed that as long as the boss has needs, even if he transfers a division to come over, it will be no problem. ”

"No need, a lot of people is also a burden, I am enough alone!" Lu Zheng said calmly.

Hearing the conversation between the two of them, Wen Qian also suddenly realized that something seemed to be wrong.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Did something happen?" Wen Qian hurriedly asked.

"It's okay, although the world is big, I am invincible!" Lu Zheng said with a smile.

The old man in white with the golden scepter in his hand didn't do anything, and waited until the car was far away before he said the first sentence - "Respected Mr. Lu, I'm here to kill you!"

Lu Zheng glanced at him deeply, and said with a sneer: "You are very strong, but also very weak!"

The Vatican sage raised his eyebrows and asked suspiciously: "Shouldn't strong and weak be antonyms?

"God descended!" Lu Zheng coldly spat out three words.

Kiss!

The Sage opened his eyes, and suddenly, an invisible impact spread like a sound wave.

100 meters in circumference, houses, trees, cars, fences, ...... Everything was razed to the ground in an instant.

It was as if it was a flat land, and in an instant, nothing existed.

"Mr. Lu really lives up to his reputation, in the past seven hundred years, you are the first living person to know my true identity. Still, it's okay, you'll be dead in no time. ”

The old man in white showed a hint of a smile, amiable, like an old grandfather playing chess in the park.

Descending God!

As the name suggests, it is a person who has a god descended on him.

To be exact, it is not the gods who come, but the cultivators

This kind of character does not need cultivation, does not need talent, only needs the most pious pure faith, and a physical body that can perfectly fit the cultivator.

Once he succeeds, he will be able to possess part of the power of the cultivator, which is equivalent to the spokesperson of the cultivator in the world, and obtain all kinds of incredible great abilities.

Cultivators and cultivators are two completely different groups.

Immortal cultivators absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and rely on their own efforts to grow stronger step by step.

The cultivator gathers believers, absorbs the power of faith, and uses the power of sentient beings to quickly become invincible and strong in a short period of time.

To put it simply, immortal cultivators are self-made industrialists, who start their own companies, work their own, and build huge enterprises step by step from scratch.

Cultivators, on the other hand, are like banks, absorbing a large amount of people's deposits and using other people's money to make money for themselves, treating thousands of people as pools that can be pumped at any time, providing themselves with a steady stream of living water.

Some powerful Divine Cultivators can even have hundreds of millions of believers, even immortal cultivators of the same level are difficult to compete with them.

Because as long as the war starts, the mana of the immortal cultivators will be exhausted one day. However, cultivators are different, and they can constantly draw the power of believers.

Behind a cultivator, there may be millions of believers, or tens of billions of believers, or even hundreds of billions of believers.

If you start a war with him, you are at war with the beings of the same world at the same time!

The Vatican sage in front of him is the spokesperson of a certain cultivator on earth.

In countless séances, among tens of thousands of failures, he managed to stand out and become a true descendant.

Lu Zheng didn't know what realm the cultivator behind him was, and it was difficult to judge the strength of the divine descendant in front of him.

Lu Zheng only knew that the Divine Descender in front of him was very strong, very strong, even if it was ten immortal masters together, they would all be wiped out in an instant!

What's even more terrifying is that the golden scepter in his hand is obviously some kind of powerful magic weapon, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.

In a sense, the Golden Scepter is far more threatening to Lu Zheng than this Vatican sage.

"It's too small here, let's start in another place!" Lu Zheng said lightly.

The Sage smiled and said, "Here is also the glory of the Lord, the believers of the Lord. My Lord has mercy and will not harm his believers!"

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