Sha Jun only felt that his brain was running rapidly, and now it was getting hot.

Soon he realized that it was not that he was heating up himself, but that the temperature around him was really rising!

He looked at me and then at the master, and there was no way to tell who was doing it.

However, from our conversation, he gradually understood: this man in black robe should not be from Li Wenzheng, but from Li Wenzheng's seller! All the emotional energy is produced by the organization where this person is located!

Originally, Sha Jun thought that Li Wen was the invisible boss of Yin Wu Sect. After all, no one had discovered such a thing before.

Now it seems that Li Wenzheng is just a small vendor, and I don’t know how much oil and water he has made from it!

Thinking of this, Sha Jun only felt that Li Wen's image in his mind was greatly reduced.

I raised my hand and pressed it hard at the bottom. The master and She Jiangang found that their bodies had suddenly become several times heavier, and their knees were almost unable to support them, so they were about to kneel down to the ground.

Not only their bodies, but also the hot air flow that was steaming upwards was pressed down by me.

Yes, the technique that made Sha Jun feel hot was not sent by me.

What surprised me was that I couldn't understand how this master did it.

I am now beginning to seriously doubt whether this master belongs to our world.

Only now can I understand Bai Ze's mood at that time, but I am a little more certain than Bai Ze.

This world is originally controlled by me. If there are uncontrollable factors, it means that this must be something that does not belong to our world.

I frowned. I was not the only one who could open the space channel. For example, Luo Jingjin, who had been doing research for most of his life, could open the channel.

So if the person in front of me came secretly from another world, I also feel able to accept it.

But no matter what, I shouldn't touch my people.

Thinking of this, a sudden burst of anger rose in my heart, and the strength in my hands increased even heavier.

She Jiangang couldn't help but kneel on the ground, but the master had not been affected much.

There was a flow of air around him, which was the very chaotic aura in his body. At this time, the master had completely released the aura under the pressure of my increasing gravity.

"It's true that there are two brushes!" The master looked up with a little difficulty, and there was a little more fanatical look in his eyes when he looked at me.

He suddenly took a step and rushed towards me. Just as I was about to increase my strength, the master's figure disappeared from the spot.

Soon I felt a chill on my back and instantly moved to She Jiangang's side.

At the position I just now, a knife suddenly appeared. If I didn't move in time, I would be stabbed to death.

"The reaction is quite fast." The master licked the knife with his tongue, and then I noticed that his tongue seemed to be different from that of humans.

"Why did you kill our people? Let's try it yourself now." I looked at She Jiangang at my feet and put all the red emotional energy I just collected into his body.

The master did not stop me, but instead stood aside and watched the show.

I frowned, always feeling that the Master made me feel extremely disgusting.

After She Jiangang was exposed to a large number of emotional energy representing fear, she began to have hallucinations. His face was full of horror, but we don’t know what he saw.

Soon, his breathing began to be rapid, he got up from the ground and rushed out of the door, and finally hit him and died on the wall.

I watched all this coldly, which was an explanation for the dead brothers.

After that, I turned around and looked at the master. He was no longer looking at She Jiangang, but instead looked at me with admiration.

"I think you are very suitable. Why don't we work together and stop fighting." I heard what the master said, it was sincere.

But I didn't care about his olive branch. I raised my hand again and shook it at him.

The master's body was immediately imprisoned, and even if he wanted to use instant movement, he had nowhere to borrow power.

I separated the space around him from the real world. If he could really break free from my constraints, it would mean that he did not belong to our world.

A hint of panic flashed across the master's face: "Who are you... who?"

Seeing that he seemed to be unable to break free, I felt a little disappointed. I thought it would be a little more interesting.

Since that's the case, there is no need to continue chatting.

Feeling the murderous aura I exuded, the master quickly said, "Aren't you curious about how I did it?"

"Sorry, I'm not interested." My voice was cold, and I suddenly exerted force in my hand. The air around the master was compressed directly, and with a scream, it completely disappeared from the world.

Sha Jun really didn't even shake his legs now, and he just felt that his soul had been separated from his body.

He has never seen this way of killing people before.

What strange power is this to compress a person's existence?

He could only keep reducing his presence, hoping that I would not discover him.

I snapped my fingers, and the shooting team members who were temporarily closed to another space by me and the coffin man were released.

It is obvious that everyone is in a bad condition, everyone is already soaked in cold sweat. Although these wall coffins have not caused them physical harm, they should leave an eternal shadow in their hearts.

"I tell you that from today on, there is no snake organization in this world. If I find out that you are using the name of snakes, your fate will be the same as him."

I pointed to She Jiangang, who had lost his breath on the ground: "Or, do you communicate with them again?"

The man in the wall coffin followed my voice and walked a few steps ahead, and instantly shocked a group of people to scream.

"Okay, let's go." I waved my hand impatiently, and suddenly remembered that there was still some emotional energy that had not been recovered, so I called the captain of the shooting team.

"Hey, you stay."

Hearing that he was called, the captain of the shooting team turned around and looked at me with a desperate look.

"How many modified bullets are there in your hands?"

"It should...there's another box." His voice was trembling.

I pondered, the amount should be almost a bottle as much as the previous ones.
Chapter completed!