"Bastard!"
He had a dark expression, and his eyes were filled with an intense murderous intent.
These people were dragging him down.
"Let's leave!"
"Let's leave!" The divine spirit master who grabbed Wang Teng's spacecraft shouted. He crazily manipulated his spiritual power, using Wang Teng's spacecraft to rapidly close the gap between them.
"Wang Teng, you need to do something quickly. The vortex of toxic airflow is getting closer!" Round Ball yelled anxiously.
They could have escaped but were dragged into this situation by others. It was extremely infuriating.
Without saying a word, Wang Teng released his spiritual power, and a golden light flashed in the space.
In the next moment, that golden light appeared in the outside world, only a few hundred meters away from the divine spirit master. It aimed directly at the man's neck, moving swiftly.
