Chapter 679 Alien Invasion! It's Hard to Tell the Truth From the Fake!

Yang Fan's eyes fell back on Mo Ming who was in the flames again, quietly watching Mo Ming struggle and twitch in the red flames.

Now, whether it is Tian Buqi, An Sheng, Mu Qianqian or Ye Hanshuang who is not far away from them, they all noticed that Yang Fan's attitude towards this Mo family elder seemed a little strange.

They are also their enemies, and they are also the ninth-level Martial King of the human race, but for Jing Ren, Yang Fan can punish him with a small punishment and spare him a life.

But why is Yang Fan acting so harsh and even vicious towards Mo Ming, as if there is some deep hatred between them, if Mo Ming is tenderly killed, Yang Fan will not let it go.

Because the audience around did not know the details of Yang Fan, they naturally thought that Yang Fan and Mo Ming should have a feud, otherwise they would not be so decisive.

But Tian Buqi and the others are very clear that Yang Fan, who has never come out of the Northwest Township Mansion, has never even heard of the Mo family before today, and there is no way to talk about hatred. .

Therefore, these few people will find it extremely strange.

Well, why did Yang Fan have such hostility towards Mo Yuquan and Mo Mingbao? Before that, they had never seen Yang Fan actually kill anyone.

Today, definitely the first time.

Under Yang Fan's feet, the two corpses trampled to death by his own feet were still sinking in the ice, and the blood had not yet dried up.

In mid-air, Mo Ming was caught in the flames, which was also an order from Yang Fan himself.

Following Yang Fan's gaze, Tian Buqi's attention fell back to Mo Ming again.

"This old gang dish is quite bearable, and it's still alive after burning for so long?"

Tian Buqi also seemed to have noticed that something was wrong. He is now an emperor-level powerhouse, and the power of the fire system rules is the main attack. It should not be so difficult to burn a ninth-level martial king to death.

But now, Mo Ming kept tossing and twitching in his red flames, but he just didn't give up, and his life became tougher.

There are weird!

When Tian Buqi thought about it, he couldn't help but increase the intensity of the fire system rules. After burning for so long, if Mo Ming escaped alive in the end, he couldn't afford to lose this man!

At this time, not only Tian Buqi felt that something was wrong.

Ye Hanshuang and the vice president who was hiding on the ice lump behind him drinking and pretending to be dazed, also involuntarily turned their eyes to Mo Ming who was in mid-air.

This guy has persisted for a long time. According to the intensity of the flames that Tian Buqi displayed, let alone a ninth-level martial king, even a peak martial king should have turned into fly ash long ago.

But Mo Ming, after moaning for a long time, only the outer layer of clothes and part of the skin turned into charcoal, but the inner bones and viscera were all intact.

"Another one pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?"

"However, it looks too similar, doesn't it?"

The vice president didn't even drink the wine, sat up straight unconsciously, and glanced at Mo Ming intently.

But soon, the expression on his face changed. With his level 1 Martial Emperor's cultivation level, he didn't even see Mo Ming's real cultivation level!

"It's so strange! What kind of cultivation is this guy?!"

The vice president muttered softly, feeling a little unbelievable.

Before, he didn't pay attention to Mo Ming, and didn't realize his inappropriateness in time or forgive him, but now, he has exhausted all his strength, even throwing away the emperor's spiritual thoughts. out, but still nothing.

This is a bit too weird. Could it be that Mo Ming's cultivation is still above his emperor level?

At this time.

Mo Ming, who looked so weak that he was about to die, let out a long sigh, and suddenly stood up leisurely from the red flames.

He first looked around at the more than ten king-level powerhouses in the human camp, and then his eyes fell on Ye Hanshuang and Tian Buqi.

"Hey! People's hearts are not old, and the world is so cold." Under everyone's gaze, Mo Ming sighed softly: "Originally, I thought that if someone could give me a hand at this time, then I can still Continue to be my Mo family elder, and continue to be at ease among the human race."

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. From the beginning to the end, no one was willing to stand up and help the old man, so that I didn't even have a chance to make a secret move. I can only expose it in advance!"

Mo Ming laughed loudly: "This is your human race. You are selfish, add insult to injury, and kill each other. Such a despicable race is not qualified to live on this planet at all. It will only be a matter of time before you are eliminated and swallowed!"

The faces of the kings of the human race all changed.

Mo Ming, what does this mean, what is your human race, and what is early exposure?

Could it be that the king of the Mo family is not a human race?

brush!

The vice-chairman jumped into the sky, appeared in front of Mo Ming, and asked him sharply: "You are not Mo Ming, tell me, who are you?!"

"Yo!" Mo Ming gave the vice president a contemptuous look, and said, "Isn't this our president Qi Bing? Why, don't pretend to be drunk, and your mind is sober now?"

"I just hid to the side watching the show, didn't I enjoy watching it, what are you jumping out of so fast now, are you in a hurry?"

Mo Ming raised his footsteps slightly, and easily avoided Tian Buqi's red flame imprisonment. Standing proudly with his hands on his back, he turned his head and glanced at all the human kings around him: "The humble human race will not be able to stand on the stage after all. , even if you become a king, it will still not change the inherent bad roots in your bones."

"Don't you guys want to know who I am?" Mo Ming glanced at Yang Fan, and said in a low voice, "You can ask that little beast, he must have been aware of the fact that he targeted this old man from the very beginning. Reached the identity of the old man."

"Actually, even the old man himself really wants to know where I showed my flaws. I feel that I have performed perfectly from the beginning to the end. This point, from Vice President Qi and Vice President Ye, to the past Elder Tian, ​​who has just stepped into the emperor rank, should have a deep understanding."

Even the three human emperors present didn't see any flaws in him, which showed how successful his disguise was.

Therefore, Mo Ming couldn't figure out how Yang Fan found out what was wrong with him.

In an instant, the three emperors named by Mo Ming all began to blush.

Indeed, they didn't find anything wrong with Mo Ming at all. Even now, Mo Ming has admitted that he is not human, and they have not noticed any abnormalities from it.

Bones, flesh and blood, breath, soul, no matter from which point of analysis and judgment, this Mo Ming is undoubtedly a real human race.

Therefore, they were not in a hurry to attack Mo Ming, but turned their heads to look at Yang Fan at the same time, with a little inquiry in their eyes.

"Young Master Fan, just tell me, what the hell is this guy?!"

Tian Buqi asked Yang Fan directly.

Yang Fan took a small step back, and then stomped his feet on the ice, the bodies of Jing Er and Mo Yuquan who were completely embedded in the ice were completely shaken out of the ice by him.

There was no change in the figures of the two, but when Yang Fan turned them from the crawling position to the upturned state, everyone present, and even many monsters on the other side, all exclaimed.

"Strange!"

"These two guys are all Inhumans!"

Shouts of exclamation came and went, on the bodies of Jing Er and Mo Yuquan, all the exposed skin was covered with golden hairs, and the two heads that had been crushed by Yang Fan were also covered with golden hairs. You can still vaguely distinguish that they are two monkey heads!

turn out to be.

Not only that Mo Ming flying in the sky is not a human race, but even Jing Er and Mo Yuquan who have been killed by Yang Fan are not human races either!

"How could it be an alien?! Hasn't the alien race disappeared long ago?!"

Vice President Qi Bing was inexplicably shocked.

The Inhumans are the number one public enemy of the Federation Human Race. However, since the first tide of spiritual power, the Human Race has never found any traces of the Inhuman Race. For more than a hundred years, many people have even stopped giving the Federation's arrest ban to the local people. I'll be back in a while.

Among them, Qi Bing, who has not experienced the chaos of the first spiritual power tide, entered the emperor level after ten years.

He never took the Inhumans seriously, thinking that it was not credible for ordinary people or ordinary warriors to exaggerate the abilities of the Inhumans in the era when there was no martial arts for all.

After all, it was just a group of apes with a slightly higher level of evolution.

But now, the Inhuman Race, which hadn't appeared for more than a hundred years, not only appeared, but three popped out all at once!

What is even more outrageous and unbelievable is that they seem to have been mixed into the social structure of the human race, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false!

This is a bit scary, isn't it?

The Inhumans have such superb camouflage skills, who knows how many of them are their companions in this crowd? How long have they been lurking in human society, and what is their purpose?

Just thinking about these questions made Qi Bing shudder.

"I thought you would be like these two silly monkeys, and you wouldn't dare to reveal your identity even after all." Yang Fan looked up at Mo Ming, and said softly, "Why, until now, you still don't want to reveal your identity." Reveal the original form of your own body?"

Mo Ming lowered his head and took a deep look at Yang Fan. With a thought, the clothes on his body and his voice and appearance all changed dramatically in an instant.

Golden armor, black boots, yellow hair, and a monkey's head.

The Inhumans that Yang Fan encountered in the game were exactly the same.

Mo Ming moved his hands and feet freely, re-adapted to his alien body, and sighed softly: "As expected, the body of our alien race is the most perfect and comfortable, and I don't know how many times nobler than you humble human race!"

The inexplicable sense of superiority was naturally revealed on this strange man, ignoring the three emperor-level powerhouses in front of him, Mo Ming lowered his head again to look at Yang Fan:

"Little guy, tell me, how did you find out the identities of me and my two clansmen?"