บท 1444: A Million Disciples

"So… So scary… Is this Mr. Chen's trump card?"

All 48 Blood Gods rushed out, filling the whole place with a terrifying sense of pressure. It was as if hell itself had descended.

The people had seen the blood red light many times, but this was the first time they had seen the Blood God's Deity-Killing painting this up close and personal. Their hands trembled, their pupils shrunk and their breathing became choppy. 

"My god… Have mercy! Mr. Chen, have mercy!" Lu Changwei was white as paper, stammering, "Mr. Chen! Didn't you hear me? I am Lu Changwei! My father is Lu Mingjun! My ancestor is… is…"

Before he could finish, the Blood Gods were already in front of him.

Chen Xiaobei ignored Lu Changwei.

Even if Lu Changwei had announced that his father was the king of heaven, Chen Xiaobei would still have killed him. In the future, he would destroy the entire Lu Family.

The Blood Gods flooded into Lu Changwei's chest like 48 sharpened arrows.