at this time.

Ten peak imperial aliens, including Bart, who entered the Origin Star Domain first and were forcibly dragged into the imperial space battlefield at the first time, were in the same mood as Biqier, the first-level supreme.

Confused, shocked, and frightened.

There are three measurements on the other side of Biqier, but there are one hundred measurements on the other side of them!

A whole group of them surrounded by ten aliens. Looking around, they were all full of true emperor warriors.

But the guy who had just destroyed their spirit gathering formation in the secret realm of martial arts and even extended his middle finger to scold them as his grandson. He actually split into five and turned into five peak emperors with exactly the same appearance and the same cultivation aura. At this moment, he was standing at the forefront of this group of true emperor warriors of the human race, nodding at them, and staring at them with covetous eyes.

"how so?!"

"The original star field that was agreed upon was all weak. Can any peak emperor be the king and dominate?"

"Also, why can the abominable human who is standing in front and seduced us create a clone with the same cultivation level as his original body? Is the one who has just entered the secret realm of martial arts his original deity or just a clone?!"

"Will Lord Biqier come to save us? This Origin Star Realm is so evil. They won't even have warriors in the supreme realm, right?"

"Impossible! It's not unaware of how difficult it is to break through to the supreme realm. Without hundreds of years of insight, there is almost no possibility of success!"

"How long has the Origin Star Realm awakened for a total of 200 years? It's a blessing to have a few peak imperial realms. I'm still thinking of the Supreme, dreaming about it?!"

“…”

Ten peak imperial aliens trapped in the middle unconsciously began to gather together, with a slight expression.

Although I was scared, I was not really in a desperate situation.

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

At the same time, they are not without any trump cards. If they really start fighting, these emperors of the human race will not even think of taking them down in a while.

They believe that as long as there is no supreme powerhouse in the Origin Star Realm, Lord Biqier will soon be able to break the space barrier and come to rescue them.

"Bright Divine Soldier, please Lingbao, fight to the death without retreating!"

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

"Monica, Taoris, I know that there are supreme ancestors in your clan, and most of you have supreme spiritual treasures on you. Now you take them out for me, so I'm Bart..."

"Um?!"

"Where is my emperor-level divine weapon?!"

"Where is the supreme spiritual treasure given by my ancestor?!"

“…”

Before Bart finished speaking, his expression began to change drastically. He screamed like a cuckoo whispering blood, or like a spiritual ape wailing, extremely tragic, making the listener cry.

"All the treasures on my emperor are gone!"

"My magic weapon, my spiritual treasure, and the resource secret treasure I have worked hard to collect and accumulate for nearly a hundred years! They are all gone!"

"Where are you? Monica, Doris, you all check it out, are you still there?"

Bart was desperate and panicked in secretly sent a message to remind the nine companions around him.

Soon, it saw that the faces of the nine companions also showed the same despair expression as it was.

Bart's mind trembled.

What does it mean to have a rainy house when it leaks, and what does it mean to have a wind when the boat is late?

That's all!

It was already enough to be surrounded by more than a hundred human emperors in front of them to despair. Unexpectedly, at this time, all the trump cards they carried were gone!

How can they persist?

It’s not enough to lose the trump card like Supreme Spirit Treasure. Even the most advantageous weapons are gone. Their own strength will be reduced by at least 30%. How could they beat so many True Emperor Warriors?

At this time, Bart looked up at Yang Fan who was smiling and suddenly asked loudly:

"Humans, are you doing good things?!"

"It must be you, right? You were the only one who entered the secret realm of martial arts just now. There will be no other person besides you!"

Thinking that this person had been lurking at a distance of less than fifty meters from them before without being noticed, Bart was almost certain that most of the treasures on them were stolen by this hateful human boy at that time!

Although it feels a bit incredible no matter how you think about it, it is an ironic fact that there will be no one except this human race!

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

Yang Fan curled his lips gently.

He is not stupid, so how can he admit such things in person? He is a gentleman with a strong character and stealing things, but he has never been bothered to do.

"You told a lie, and even believed you, your social skills have been greatly improved, your mouth flexibility has been greatly enhanced, and your tongue is as skillful as a sequel +100."

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

In order to prevent these strange people from telling each other more details, Yang Fan decided to kill the demon in advance to silence him.

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

"Bastard! You dare to do it but don't dare to admit it. It's you..."

Bart was extremely embarrassed and angry, and was about to expose Yang Fan's shameful thief behavior, but as soon as he said halfway through his words, he felt something was strange behind him. A slender but extremely tough palm passed through its back and chest.

The hull is cold and the heart is cool.

Bart could clearly see that the fiery heart that was still jumping in the slim hand that passed through his chest blurted out uncontrollably!

Monica actually betrayed!

"Why?!"

Bart turned around with difficulty, staring at Monica who was close to him, exploring his divine mind, and questioning sternly.

boom!

The answer to it was another heart-wrenching attack, and its left lung was also punched by Monica.

"Soul Brand?!"

"It turned out to be a soul imprint?!"

Bart suddenly spitted out a mouthful of blood. After a brief spy on his soul just now, he immediately understood the real reason why Monica suddenly rebelled.

But the more this happens, the more it feels incomprehensible!

"This is impossible!"

"Why is this happening?"

"The 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 with the soul and were completely enslaved and controlled by others!

At this time, Bart suddenly thought that when he was in the secret realm of martial arts, there seemed to be a spiritual force trying to invade its soul and consciousness sea, but it was blocked and warned by the spiritual prohibition in its sea of ​​consciousness.

Was it at that time?

Bart's eyes suddenly widened, and he broke free from Monica's entanglement, spitting blood and floating in the air, suddenly turned around and looked at Yang Fan.

"You are again, right?"

"It was you who controlled them! You can actually use our unique magical powers of the alien race. Who are you?!"

The soul imprint is exclusive to them, and no creature from other races has ever mastered and understood it.

But now, it witnessed Yang Fan, a human boy, use the magic of soul branding to control its companions.

How did he do it?

He is obviously a human being and does not have any bloodlines of aliens. How could he learn the innate magical powers that belong to them exclusively to them?

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

"That's obviously the second-hand technique that you aliens stole from our human race, that is, you even used it as a treasure. On our side, any baby will use it!"

Yang Fan curled his lips gently and began to speak ingeniously, turning black and white.

At the same time, Yang Fan's thoughts moved and once again launched a soul imprint on this difficult red-haired alien.

Yang Fan remembered it very clearly that in the secret realm of martial arts, it was this red-haired alien who disturbed his good things, otherwise Yang Fan would have been able to enslave all these peak imperial aliens.

"The spiritual prohibition at the third level of supreme level can be more than wool and more experienced."

Yang Fanba smacked her lips twice and felt happy.

"You have used the secret spiritual skill of the Heavenly-level spirituality against the Peak Emperor Bart (Inhuman) - the Soul Brand. The brand failed. The spiritual prohibition in the sea of ​​consciousness of the Peak Emperor Mobart (Inhuman) was triggered, successfully dispelling the attack of your Soul Brand, with mental power +10, spiritual will +20, skill proficiency +50."

"You are subject to counterattacks from the spiritual prohibition of the third-level Supreme Winesa (Inhuman). Your divine thoughts are interrupted, your sea of ​​consciousness surging, your barriers are shaking, your soul is unstable, your immortal will passive defense and counterattack, your mental power +1000, your spiritual will +1000, your soul strength +500."

"You absorbed a trace of the supreme will of the third level supreme Winesa (Inhuman) wandering outside, and your heart was touched. The emperor-level pressure was greatly strengthened, with strength +1000, physique +1000, agility +1000, qi and blood strength +50000, mental power +10000."

"You absorbed a trace of the supreme will of the third level supreme Winesa (Inhuman) wandering outside, your heart touched, and the emperor-level pressure was greatly enhanced..."

After several mental attacks tentatively, Yang Fan quickly used up his energy in the Supreme ban in Bart's sea of ​​consciousness.

Finally, when Yang Fan used his soul mark to attack Bart again, Bart's body suddenly froze and his eyes were stunned for a moment.

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

"You have used the secret technique of the spiritual level of the peak emperor Bart (Inhuman) - the soul brand, and the brand was successful..."
Chapter completed!