"Brother, these people really look different." Hong Qingxue looked at the black-skinned Earthlings, her eyes sparkling as if she saw something extraordinary.
"Since junior sister likes them so much, senior brother will help you catch a few for fun." An Xiangyang saw that Hong Qingxue was very interested in these people and said with a smile.
The people below stared at the two people in the sky with confused expressions, but they did not understand what they were talking about.
I saw the spiritual energy in An Xiangyang's body being mobilized, and a enslaving technique was running instantly.
"Slave!" The corners of An Xiangyang's mouth raised slightly. In an instant, the dozens of people below were enveloped in a ray of light, and they were about to be branded as slaves.
"How dare people from outside the region bully others like this!"
A stream of light suddenly passed by, directly piercing the entire light, and the original power of slavery was dissipated.
As the director of the African Specialty Bureau, Cooper Barlow looked gloomy at this moment. Although he could not understand the other party's language, he still knew the power.
Ever since the African continent joined the Earth Federation, no one has ever taken the issue of skin color so rampant.
"Hey, here comes another one." An Xiangyang looked at Barlow with disdain, not understanding what this man was talking about.
A mere Nascent Soul realm dares to interrupt my servitude.
"Senior brother, I want this slave in the realm of Yuanying. I have never been a slave in the realm of Yuanying." Hong Qingxue saw Barlow and saw through his strength at a glance, so she said coquettishly to An Xiangyang.
When Barlow saw Hong Qingxue's gaze, he couldn't help but feel a sense of voyeurism.
It's a little underestimating the enemy. Due to the speed of information dissemination, Barlow just knew that he had received a notice from the headquarters that the strength of these two was at the realm of god transformation.
"You guys are playing, I have to go home first." Regardless of whether the other party could understand or not, Barlow said awkwardly with a smile on his face.
Want to run?
An Xiangyang sneered as he didn't understand the language, but he could understand the other party's movements.
"Senior brother, don't beat him to death, this is my slave." Seeing Barlow trying to escape, Hong Qingxue certainly knew that senior brother An Xiangyang would take action, so she spoke.
"Okay" An Xiangyang simply replied.
Then he directly slapped Barlow to the ground and embedded it into the ground. The force was just right, and Barlow only suffered some skin injuries.
The next second, another slave mark condensed from An Xiangyang's hand, and he hit Barlow on the ground with a palm.
"Fellow Taoist, please be merciful and merciful."
The slave mark was once again broken up by a monk who came from nowhere. At this moment, An Xiangyang was in a very irritable mood.
"Director, save me!" Barlow got up from the ground and saw Wang Hang, who had just saved him.
Fortunately, Wang Hang rushed quickly, otherwise Barlow would have become a slave to the aliens.
"Abandon the people and run away alone, go back to the Special Bureau to receive your punishment." Wang Hang did not look directly at Barlow. To him, people like this who abandon the country's people and run away in dangerous moments are scum.
"Who are you?" An Xiangyang looked angry and repeatedly interrupted his opportunity to perform in front of Junior Sister Hong Qingxue. This was simply unforgivable.
"This is all nonsense." Wang Hang also just realized that the language of these two people from another world is different from that of the earth, and they have no way of knowing what the other party is saying.
"How dare you despise me so much." An Xiangyang became completely angry when he saw that Wang Hang did not answer his words, but instead spoke something incomprehensible.
"What are these people from another world talking about?" Although Wang Hang wanted to scold the other person, he didn't understand a word.
"Death!" An Xiangyang shouted.
But this time Wang Hang finally understood that this person from another world seemed to want to kill him.
An Xiangyang's attack was very fast and he appeared in front of Wang Hang in an instant.
There are several thick strands of spiritual power, and the murderous intention within them is vaguely visible. Whether it is from the breath or the sight, it makes people feel trembling.
However, as the strongest man, how could Wang Hang, who was in a high position, be frightened by this trace of murderous intention.
boom!
boom!
Two loud noises sounded across the African continent. At this moment, all the special bureau alarms issued red warnings again.
Wang Hang was directly knocked back dozens of steps by the opponent's spiritual energy.
But An Xiangyang only took half a step back.
"The half-step combination is really powerful." Wang Hang's eyes were full of fighting spirit. It had been a long time since he had experienced a battle of this level.
In the past, if I fought against the teacher, I couldn't even catch half a move. But if I fight against his subordinates, I can easily crush him.
Therefore, for Wang Hang, this battle is a good opportunity to test his strength.
"It's interesting." An Xiangyang was very impressed when he saw that this man in the middle stage of divine transformation was able to catch his own move.
In this case, of course you have to train yourself into a puppet and appreciate it every day.
The aura condensed in the palm, as if all the aura around it was absorbed by it, and the majestic palm intention was instantly revealed.
"town!"
Wang Hang suddenly saw An Xiangyang's palm attack directly towards him, and he didn't dare not use his full strength.
"Thousands of voids!"
Suddenly, an endless void seemed to appear behind Wang Hang, and magical power suddenly appeared.
That palm technique was instantly wiped out as it approached Wang Hang.
Supernatural power?
An Xiangyang's expression changed. Just by feeling, he knew that this was not an ordinary magical power.
However, the magical power in the middle stage of becoming a god is not that perfect.
"Phantom Killing!"
Since we need supernatural powers, we must crush this native.
"kill"
The murderous aura is rolling like waves.
At that moment, the entire continent under Wang Hang's feet seemed to be completely filled with endless phantoms.
"Senior brother, kill him!" Hong Qingxue on the side smiled and clapped her hands, watching the scene in front of her excitedly.
In the realm of Nascent Soul, Barlow's face changed wildly, and his body retreated. He looked like an ant in a frying pan. Although he was not the center of the battle, he was still too scared to get close.
Other African people present also ran as far as they could.
"So strong!"
Even Wang Hang couldn't help but marvel at the power of this move.
When they unite and become angry, they can move mountains and cut off continents.
And the strong ones who have reached the level of half-step integration should not be underestimated.
Unable to continue like this, Wang Hang gritted his teeth, and under the violent power, the aura in his body exploded again.
It's a pity that Wang Hang didn't have time to completely resist. Under this magical power, he was directly knocked away a thousand meters away.
"Die! Ant, your body will be made into a puppet by me."
At this moment, Wang Hang, who was dying, used his remaining strength to throw a jade pendant towards An Xiangyang, and the jade pendant suddenly turned into a streak of light.
"Sneak attack?" An Xiangyang stared at the jade pendant that was flying towards him, and collided with it with magical power.