Chapter 679

Yang Fan's eyes fell back to Mo Ming in the fire again and quietly watched Mo Ming struggle and twitch in the red flame.

Now, no matter 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 the Mo family elder seemed to be abnormal.

They are also their enemies and the Ninth level king of the Terran, but for Jing Ren, Yang fan can punish Da Jie and spare him a way to live.

But why is Yang Fan so harsh and even cruel to Mo Ming? It's like there's a deep hatred between them. If you give Mo ming to Nen to die, Yang Fan won't give up.

Because the audience around them didn't understand Yang Fan's details, they naturally thought that Yang Fan and Mo Ming should be an old enemy, otherwise they wouldn't be so determined.

But Tian Buqi and others are very clear. Yang Fan, who has never come out of the northwest town guard's house, has not even heard of the Mo family before today. There is no way to talk about hatred.

Therefore, these people feel very strange.

Well, why is Yang Fan so hostile to Mo Yuquan and Mo Mingbao? Before that, they have never seen Yang Fan really kill anyone.

Today is definitely the first time.

At the foot of Yang Fan, the two bodies trampled to death by his own feet are still sinking in the ice, and the blood has not dried up.

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

Tian Buqi's attention also fell back to Mo Ming again along Yang Fan's eyes.

"This old dish can stand it. It hasn't died after burning for so long?"

Tian Buqi seems to be aware that something is wrong. He is now a strong emperor. The power of fire rules is mainly to kill and kill. It shouldn't be so difficult to burn a level 9 king of martial arts.

But now, Mo Ming kept tossing and pumping in his red flame, but he just didn't swallow his breath, and his life was hard.

It's weird!

As soon as Tian Buqi's mind was mentioned, he couldn't help but increase the intensity of the fire system rules. After burning for so long, if Mo Mingqi finally escaped alive, he couldn't afford to lose this man!

At this time, not only Tian Buqi felt wrong.

Ye Hanshuang and the vice president who hid behind the ice pimple drinking and pretending to be confused also involuntarily turned his eyes to Mo Ming in the air.

This guy has persisted for a long time. According to the flame intensity displayed by Tian Buqi, not to mention the Ninth level king of Wu, even the peak of the king of Wu should have turned into fly ash long ago.

But Mo Ming moaned for a long time, only the outer layer of clothes and part of the skin turned into coke, and the inner bones and viscera were intact.

"Another pig eating a tiger?"

"But is it too similar?"

The vice president didn't even drink wine. Unconsciously, he sat up straight and stared at Mo Ming.

But soon, there was a change in the look on his face. With the cultivation level of his first-class Emperor Wu, he didn't see Mo Ming's real cultivation!

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

The vice president murmured softly, feeling a little incredible.

Before, he didn't pay attention to Mo Ming. He didn't notice his discomfort in time or was excusable. But now, he tried his best and even threw out the emperor's spiritual ideas, but he still got nothing.

It's a little weird. Isn't Mo Ming's cultivation still above his emperor level?

At this time.

Mo Ming, who looked so weak that he was about to swallow his breath, sighed and suddenly stood up leisurely from the red flame.

He first looked around at more than ten King level strongmen in the Terran camp, and then focused on ye Hanshuang and Tian Buqi.

"Alas! The human heart is not ancient and the world is cold." in the eyes of everyone, Mo Ming sighed softly: "I thought it would be good if someone could reach out and pull me at this time, so I can continue to be my mo family elder and be free among the Terrans."

"Unexpectedly, from beginning to end, no one was willing to stand up and help me. I didn't even have a chance to do it secretly. I had to expose it in advance!"

Mo Ming laughed loudly: "this is your Terran, selfish, falling into the well and killing each other. Such a despicable race is not qualified to survive on this planet. It will be eliminated and swallowed up, but sooner or later!"

The faces of the kings of the Terran changed.

Mo Ming, what does this mean? What do you mean, Terrans, and early exposure?

Isn't the king of Mo family a Terran?

Brush!

The vice president, a spirit stirring spirit, flew directly into the sky, flashed in front of Mo Ming, and sternly asked him, "you're not Mo Ming. Who are you?"

"Yo!" Mo Ming looked at the vice president contemptuously and said, "isn't this our president Qi Bing? Why, don't you pretend to be drunk and your brain is clear now?"

"Didn't you enjoy watching the play while hiding just now? Why are you so anxious?"

Mo Ming lifted his feet slightly and easily avoided the red flame imprisonment of Tian Buqi. He stood proudly with his back against his hands. He turned his head and looked around at all the Terran kings around him: "the humble Terran can't go on the table after all. Even if you become a king, you can't 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 softly, "you can ask that little beast. He has been so targeted at me from the beginning. He must have noticed my identity long ago."

"In fact, even I really want to know where I revealed my flaws. I consciously performed perfectly from beginning to end. This should be deeply experienced by Vice President Qi and vice president ye, who has just stepped into the imperial level."

Even the three Terran emperors present did not see any flaws in him, which showed how successful his camouflage 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 began to blush.

Indeed, they have never found anything wrong with Mo Ming. Even now, Mo Ming has personally admitted that he is not human, and they have not noticed any abnormalities.

Bones, flesh and blood, breath and spirit, no matter from which point to analyze and judge, Mo Ming is a real Terran.

Therefore, they were not in a hurry to shout at Mo, but turned to Yang Fan at the same time, with some exploration in their eyes.

"Sail less, just tell me, what the hell is this guy?!"

Tian Buqi asked Yang Fan directly.

Yang Fan stepped back a little, then stamped his feet on the ice. The bodies of Jing ER and Mo Yuquan, who had been completely embedded in the ice, were completely shaken out of the ice by him.

There was no change in their body shape, but when Yang Fan turned them from the crawling posture to the state of facing up to the sky, the people present, and even many monsters on the other side, were all in a burst of exclamation.

"Stranger!"

"These two guys are all alien!"

The sound of exclamation came one after another. On the bodies of Jing ER and Mo Yuquan, all the exposed skin was covered with golden hair. The two heads that had been crushed by Yang Fan were also full of golden hair. It could be vaguely recognized that they were two monkey heads!

original.

Not only is mo Ming flying in the sky not a Terran, but also Jing ER and Mo Yuquan, who have been killed by Yang Fan, are not a Terran!

"How could it be an alien?! haven't the aliens disappeared long ago?!"

Vice President Qi Bing was shocked and inexplicable.

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

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

He never took the alien race seriously. He thought that it was because ordinary people or ordinary martial artists exaggerated the alien race's ability and didn't believe it in the era when there was no national martial arts practice at that time.

In the final analysis, it's just a group of apes with a slightly higher degree of evolution.

But now, the alien race that hasn't appeared in more than 100 years has not only appeared, but also jumped out three at once!

What's more outrageous and incredible is that they seem to have mixed into the social structure of the Terran, and it's hard to distinguish between true and false!

It's a little scary. Is there wood?

Aliens have such superb camouflage skills. Who knows how many of them are their companions? How long have they been lurking in human society and for what purpose?

Just thinking about these problems makes Qi Bing shudder.

"I thought you would be like these two silly 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 show your original form?"

Mo Ming lowered his head and took a deep look at Yang Fan. His mind moved. His clothes, voice and appearance all changed greatly in an instant.

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

Yang Fan as like as two peas in the game.

Mo Ming moved his hands and feet freely, readjusted himself to his alien body, and sighed softly: "sure enough, our alien body is the most perfect and comfortable, many times more noble than you humble people!"

The inexplicable sense of superiority was naturally revealed in this strange man. Ignoring the three imperial strongmen in front of him, Mo Ming looked down at Yang Fan again:

"Little guy, tell me, how did you find out the identity of the king and his two people?"