Chương 1692: Chapter 1692-spear pointed at Son of God

Luo shuihan screamed and began to beg for mercy.

Before this, not even in his dreams would he have thought that it would end like this.

Three years ago, Lu Ming's cultivation was only at the LV 4 martial Royal realm. How did he become so powerful three years later? even he, the number one genius of the Azure continent, could not fight back.

He couldn't figure it out, but now, he only wanted to live.

In the past, when he was killing others, he acted high and mighty, looking down on others as if they were ants. But now that it was his turn, he finally understood how terrifying and terrifying he was.

"Let you off? is that even possible? Don't you think it's too funny?"

Lu Ming said indifferently, his voice filled with disdain.

"Elder, elder, save me, save me!"

Luo shuihan cried out to the elders of the deity sect for help.

"Lu Ming, you'd better let him go!"