MTL - I Really Want To Go Against The Sky-Chapter 1655 Nerve, don't know what you are talking about!

at this time.

Bart, who entered the Origin Star Territory first, and was forcibly dragged into the Imperial Space battlefield in the first place, and other ten peak imperial aliens, felt the same as Biqier, the first-level supreme.

Confused, shocked, and frightened.

On the Biqier side, there are three rounds and one, but they have a hundred rounds and ten on this side!

A whole group of them were densely surrounded by ten strangers, and when you look at them, they are all true emperor martial artists.

And the guy who had just destroyed their spirit gathering formation in the martial arts secret realm, and stretched out his **** to scold them as grandsons, was divided into five and turned into five peak emperors with exactly the same looks and the same cultivation base. At this moment Standing at the forefront of this group of True Emperor Warriors, nodded and sneered at them, staring at them.

"How could this be?!"

"It is said that the origin star field is weak, can any peak emperor come over and dominate?"

"Also, why is the hateful human being standing at the forefront who lured us out to create a clone that is the same as his body cultivation? The one who just entered the martial art secret realm is his deity or just a clone. ?!"

"Will Lord Biqier come to save us? This Origin Star Region is really too evil. They don't even have warriors in the Supreme Realm, right?"

"Impossible! You don't know how difficult it is to break through to the Supreme Realm. Without a few hundred years of insight, there is almost no possibility of success!"

"How long has the Origin Star Territory awakened in total? It hasn't even been for two hundred years. It's a blessing to be able to produce a few peak emperor realms, and still think of the supreme, dreaming?!"

"..."

The ten peak imperial realm aliens who were trapped in the middle began to gather together unconsciously, their expressions trembling.

Although he was frightened, he didn't really fall into a desperate situation.

After all, they still have a first-level supreme support outside.

At the same time, they are not without a bit of hole cards, if they really fight, the emperors of the human race will not even want to take them for a while.

They believe that as long as there is no supreme power in the original star field, Master Biqier will soon break the space barrier and come to rescue them.

"Liang Shenbing, please Lingbao, fight forever!"

As the captain of the ten-man team, Bart was the first to give orders.

"Monica, Doris, I know that there are supreme ancestors in your clan, and most of you also have supreme spirit treasures. Now take them all out for me. It's me Bart..."

"Ok?!"

"Where is Lao Tzu's imperial soldier?!"

"And the supreme spiritual treasure given by my ancestors?!"

"..."

Before Bart finished speaking, his expression began to change drastically. A cry of sorrow, like a cuckoo's blood, and a scream of ape, was so tragic that it made those who heard it shed tears.

"All the treasures on this emperor are gone!"

"My magic weapon, my spirit treasure, and the resource secret treasure that I have accumulated for nearly a hundred years! All are gone!"

"What about you? Monica, Doris, you guys will check it again quickly, are all the things on your body still there?!"

Bart was desperate and panicked secretly to remind and ask the nine companions around him.

Soon, it saw the same desperate expression on the faces of the nine companions.

Bart's heart trembled.

What is the leaking of the house and the continuous rain, and what is it that the boat is late and hits the wind?

This is so!

It was enough to be surrounded by the real emperor of the human race in front of them. It was enough to make them desperate. Unexpectedly, at this time, all the hole cards they carried were gone!

How can they persist?

It doesn't count if you lose the ultimate Lingbao's hole cards. Even the most useful weapons are gone. Their own strength has to drop by at least 30%. How can they have played so many True Emperor warriors?

At this moment, Bart raised his head to look at Yang Fan who was looking at them with a smile, and suddenly asked loudly:

"Humans, are you doing good things?!"

"It must be you, right? You were the only one who entered the martial arts secret just now, besides you, there will be no second person!"

Thinking of before, this person had been lurking at a distance of less than 50 meters from them without being noticed. Bart is almost certain that most of the treasures on them were stolen by this nasty human race kid at that time!

Although it feels weird no matter how you think about it, it is an ironclad fact that all the treasures on them are lost. There will be no one besides this human race!

"Nervous, I don't know what you are talking about!"

Yang Fan curled his lips gently.

He is not stupid. How can he admit this kind of thing to his face? He is a gentleman with a strong personality, and he has always been disdainful of doing things like sly.

"You lied, you even believed yourself, your social skills are greatly improved, your speaking flexibility is greatly enhanced, and your tongue is +100."

The system came out to be naughty again, and Yang Fan ignored it.

In order to prevent these strangers from saying more details, Yang Fan decided to kill the demon in advance.

With a thought, he directly issued a backstab instruction to Monica and other five peak imperial aliens who had been completely enslaved by him.

"Asshole! Dare to do but dare not admit, it's you..."

Bart was extremely embarrassed, and was about to expose Yang Fan's shameful thief. As a result, just halfway through his words, he realized that there was a difference behind him. A slender but extremely tough palm passed directly through his chest through his back.

The ripper is so cool.

Bart can clearly see that the fiery heart that is still leaping in the slender hand that crosses his chest, blurted out an MMP uncontrollably!

Monica betrayed!

"why?!"

Bart turned around with difficulty, staring at Monica who was in front of him, probed out, and questioned sharply at the same time.

boom!

The answer to it was another heart-warming attack, and Monica had also made a big hole in its left lung.

"Soul Brand?!"

"It turned out to be the imprint of the soul?!"

Bart suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and after a short period of psychic snooping, he immediately understood the real reason for Monica's sudden rebellion.

But the more it is, the more it feels incomprehensible!

"It's impossible!"

"Why is this?"

"Soul Brand is the exclusive magical power of our alien race. Who controls them?!"

Bart couldn't believe that Monica and Doris and other five companions were all imprinted by the soul, and they were completely controlled by slavery!

At this time, Bart suddenly thought that when he was in the martial arts secret realm before, it seemed that a spiritual force tried to invade its Divine Soul Consciousness Sea, but it was stopped and warned by the spiritual restraint in its Consciousness Sea.

Is it at that time?

Bart's eyes suddenly widened, and he brushed away Monica's entanglement, spit out blood and floated in the air, suddenly turning his head to look at Yang Fan.

"It's you again, right?!"

"You control them! You can actually use the exclusive magical powers of our alien race, who are you?!"

The imprint of the soul is the exclusive of their alien races, and no creature of other races has ever been able to grasp it.

But now, it has witnessed Yang Fan, a human race kid, using the technique of Soul Branding to control its companion.

How did he do it?

He is obviously a human being, and he doesn't have the slightest blood of aliens. How can he learn the innate and supernatural powers that are exclusive to them?

"Cut, who told you that the soul imprint is the exclusive magical power of your alien race?"

"That's obviously the second-hand technique that your alien race stolen from our human race, that is, you gave it as a treasure. On our side, any doll can use it!"

Yang Fan curled his mouth lightly, and began to speak cleverly, turning black and white.

At the same time, Yang Fan moved his mind, and once again launched the imprint of his soul on this difficult red-haired alien.

Yang Fan remembered very clearly that just now in the martial arts secret realm, it was this red-haired stranger who disturbed him. Otherwise, Yang Fan would be able to enslaved all these peak emperor realm strangers quietly.

"The three-level supreme level of spiritual prohibition can squeeze a little wool, UU reading www.uukanshu.com has some experience."

Yang Fan smacked his lips twice, feeling happy.

"You performed a heaven-level subtle and mysterious skill on the peak emperor Bart (foreign person)-the imprint of the soul, the imprint failed, the spiritual restraint in the sea of ​​knowledge of the peak emperor Mobat (foreign person) was triggered, successfully dispelling your soul imprint Attack, mental power +10, mental will +20, skill proficiency +50."

"You are counterattacked by the three-level supreme Wennessa (foreign person) mental restraint, your mind is interrupted, the sea of ​​consciousness is surging, the barriers are shaking, the soul is unstable, the immortal will is passively defensive and counterattack, mental power +1000, spiritual will +1000 , Soul Strength +500."

"You have absorbed a trace of the Supreme Will of the third-level supreme Winnessa (foreign person), the heart is touched, the imperial coercion is greatly strengthened, strength +1000, physique +1000, agility +1000, blood intensity +50000, mental power +10000."

"You absorbed a trace of the supreme will of the third-level supreme Winesa (an alien), and your heart touched, and the imperial coercion was greatly strengthened..."

After several mental attacks were tested, the supreme prohibition in Bart's Sea of ​​Knowledge was quickly consumed by Yang Fan.

Finally, when Yang Fan used his soul brand to attack Bart once again, Bart's figure suddenly stiffened, and his eyes were instantly sluggish.

At the same time, Yang Fan's ears also began to have corresponding system prompts ringing in time:

"You performed a heaven-level subtle and mysterious skill on the peak emperor Bart (the foreigner)-the imprint of the soul, and the imprint was successful..."

"You have successfully performed the Heaven-level Essence and Mystery Skill-the Imprint of Soul, leaving a mark of servitude in the source of the Soul of the Peak Emperor Bart (the foreigner). Bart's mental body is completely controlled by you, and he is obedient to you. The enslavement brand time limit, fifty minutes!"