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Chapter 679 Alien Invasion! It's hard to tell the truth from the fake!

Yang Fan's eyes fell back to Mo Ming in the fire again, and watched 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 from them, they all noticed that Yang Fan's attitude towards the Mo family elder seemed to be a little abnormal.

They are all their enemies, and they are also the ninth-level martial kings of the human race. However, for Jing Ren, Yang Fan can punish Jing Ren and spare him a way out.

But why did Yang Fan act so harshly and even cruelly towards Mo Ming? It was as if they had a deep hatred between them. If they killed Mo Ming, Yang Fan would not give up.

Because the audience around him did not understand Yang Fan's background, they naturally thought that Yang Fan and Mo Ming should have a grudge, otherwise they would not have been so decisive.

However, Tian Buqi and others knew very well that Yang Fan, who had never walked out of the Northwest Guardian, had never even heard of what the Mo family was before today. He had no way to talk about hatred.

Therefore, these people find it very strange.

It's great, why did Yang Fan have such great hostility towards Mo Yuquan and Mo Ming? Before that, they had never seen Yang Fan really kill anyone.

Today, it's definitely the first time.

Under Yang Fan's feet, the two bodies that were trampled to death by his hands were still sinking into the ice, and the blood had not dried up.

In the air, Mo Ming was trapped in flames, which was also an order from Yang Fan in person.

Tian Buqi's attention also fell back to Mo Ming with Yang Fan's gaze.

"This old gangster is quite capable of being beaten. After cooking for so long, it will not die?"

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

But now, Mo Ming kept tossing and twitching in his red flames, but he just didn't die, and his life was so strong.

Something weird!

When Tian Buqi mentioned his thoughts, he couldn't help but increase the intensity of the fire system rules. After burning for so long, if Mo Ming finally escaped alive, he would not be able to afford to lose this person!

At this time, it was not just Tian Buqi who felt something was wrong.

Ye Hanshuang and the vice president who was hiding behind the ice lumps drinking and pretending to be confused, couldn't help but turn his eyes to Mo Ming in the air.

This guy has been persisting for a long time. According to the flame strength displayed by Tian Buqi, let alone the ninth-level Martial King, even at the peak of the Martial King, he should have turned into ashes.

But Mo Ming moaned for a long time, only a layer of clothes outside and some of his skin turned into coke, and his inner bones and internal organs were all intact.

"One other one pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger?"

"But, this is so fucking like that, right?"

The vice president stopped drinking and unconsciously sat upright and focused his attention to Mo Ming.

But soon, the expression on his face changed. With his first-level Martial Emperor's cultivation level, he could not see Mo Ming's true cultivation level!

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

The vice president muttered softly, feeling a little unbelievable.

Before, he did not focus on Mo Ming, and did not notice his inappropriateness in time or was understandable. However, now, he has tried his best and even thrown out the imperial-level mental thoughts, but he still has nothing to gain.

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

At this time.

Mo Ming, who looked so weak that he was about to die, sighed and suddenly stood up leisurely from the red flames.

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

"Oh! It's really a thing of the past, and the world is so cold." Mo Ming sighed softly as everyone was watching: "I originally thought that if someone could reach out to pull me at this time, I could continue to be my elder of the Mo family and continue to be free and easy among the human race."

"I didn't expect that from beginning to end, no one was willing to stand up and help me, which made me not even have the chance to take action in secret. I could only be exposed in advance!"

Mo Ming laughed loudly: "This is your human race, selfish, insulting insults, and harming each other. Such a despicable race is simply not qualified to live on this planet, being eliminated and swallowed, just sooner or later!"

The faces of the kings of the human race changed.

What does Mo Ming mean? What does it mean to be your human race and what does it mean to be early exposure?

Is this king of the Mo family actually not a human race?

brush!

The vice president was shocked and flew up directly into the sky, flashed in front of Mo Ming, and asked him sternly: "You are not Mo Ming, say, who are you?!"

"Yo!" Mo Ming glanced at the vice president with contempt and said, "Isn't this our President Qi Bing? Why, I don't pretend to be drunk, and my mind is now clear?"

"Isn't it so satisfying to watch the show just now? Why are you jumping out so hard now? Are you anxious?"

Mo Ming raised his footsteps slightly, easily avoiding Tian Buqi's red flame confinement, and stood proudly with his back against his hands. He turned his head and looked around at all the human kings around him: "The humble human race will never be able to go to the top. Even if he becomes a king, he will not change the natural bad roots in your bones."

"Don't you want to know who I am?" Mo Ming glanced at Yang Fan and said in a low voice: "You can go and ask that little beast. He has been targeting me like this from the beginning, and he must have noticed my identity long ago."

"Actually, even I really want to know where I exposed my flaws. I feel that I have performed perfectly from beginning to end. From Vice President Qi and Vice President Ye, this Elder Tian, ​​who had just entered the imperial level, should have a deep understanding of this."

Even the three human emperors present did not see any flaws in him, which shows how successful his disguise was.

So, Mo Ming couldn't figure out how Yang Fan discovered his wrongness.

In an instant, the three emperors who were pointed to by Mo Ming began to blush.

Indeed, they did not notice anything wrong with Mo Ming. Even now, Mo Ming has personally admitted that he is not a human being, and they have not noticed any abnormalities in it.

No matter which point is analyzed and judged, Mo Ming is a real human race.

Therefore, they did not rush to attack Mo Ming, but turned their heads to look at Yang Fan, with a little exploration in their eyes.

"Mr. Fan, just talk about it, what is this guy?!"

Tian Buqi asked Yang Fan directly.

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

The figures of the two of them did not change much, but when Yang Fan turned them from crawling to being upturned, everyone present, and even the many monsters on the other side, exclaimed.

"Indie!"

"These two guys are all aliens!"

Suddenly sounds came one after another. The bodies of Jing Er and Mo Yuquan were covered with golden hair on all exposed skin. The two heads that had been trampled by Yang Fan were also full of golden retrievers. It was vaguely distinguishable that they were two monkey heads!

turn out to be.

Not only the 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 a human race!

"How could it be the Inhuman?! Didn't the Inhuman race disappear long ago?!"

Vice President Qi Bing was shocked and inexplicably.

The Inhuman race is the number one public enemy of the federal human race, but since the first spiritual tide, the human race has never found any trace of the Inhuman race. For more than a hundred years, many people have even stopped treating the federal wanted order for a while.

Among them, Qi Bing, who has not experienced the first spiritual power tide, has been in chaos for ten years and has been promoted to the imperial level.

He never took the Inhuman race seriously, thinking that it was not believed that ordinary people or ordinary warriors had overexamination of the Inhuman race's abilities in the era when there was no national martial arts practice at that time, and it was not worthy of trust.

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

But now, the alien race that has not appeared for more than a hundred years has appeared, and three of them have popped up in an instant!

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

Is this a bit scary?

The aliens have such superb camouflage technology. Who knows how many companions are among this group? How long have they been lurking in human society and what is their purpose?

Just thinking about these problems made Qi Bing feel chilled.

"I thought you would be like these two stupid monkeys, even if you didn't dare to reveal your identity." Yang Fan looked up at Mo Ming and said in a low voice: "Why, until now, don't you want to reveal your true form?"

Mo Ming lowered his head and looked at Yang Fan deeply. With a thought, his clothes, voice, appearance and appearance all changed drastically in an instant.

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

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

Mo Ming moved his hands and feet freely, adapted to his alien body again, and sighed softly: "Sure enough, our alien body is the most perfect and comfortable, and it is many times nobler than you humble human race!"

An inexplicable sense of superiority was naturally revealed in this strange man. Ignoring the three emperor-level powerful men in front of me, Mo Ming lowered his head again to Yang Fan:
Chapter completed!
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