"Here you come!" Fang Shi, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke out.

In fact, at present, anyone with the cultivation level of the Heavenly Realm has already felt the strangeness of the space, as if he had thrown a stone into the calm lake.

Especially now, the fluctuations in space are particularly obvious. In the field of view of everyone, the originally invisible third space jump point quickly became like the size of a fist, and it continued to expand.

The reporters couldn't speak, but were both afraid and excited. They opened the camera one after another, aiming at the space wormhole, and wanted to record this moment of history.

It’s a pity that the live broadcast cannot be transferred, otherwise the sensational effect will be even more intense.

Yang Yaren did what he said, and spread a force to push the reporter who had spoken out and questioned Ban Ming to the front, less than five meters away from the space jump point.

The reporter was so scared that he was like a loss of his parents. If he hadn't been unable to move, he would have wished he would kneel on the ground and beg for mercy.

At this time, the fist-sized space jumping point had rapidly expanded like a portal, but in his eyes it seemed like a bloody mouth of a terrifying monster slowly opening up. His eyes were suddenly covered with bloodshot, and his crotch suddenly became wet.

Yang Yaren chuckled and waved his hand casually, and the reporter was suddenly pulled and swept backwards.

Just when the reporter was amnesty, he couldn't help but feel ecstasy after the disaster, the equipment in his hand silently turned into powder and fell down.

"No!"

He opened his mouth wide and shouted silently, his eyes full of despair and unwillingness, as if he had lost his true love in his life.

Putting aside the teasing of Yang Yaren, the news is definitely one of the most sensational news of this century. If you can go back alive with video materials, you will definitely be a masterpiece.

Now that the equipment has been destroyed, he can only watch other reporters get first-hand information as a bystander, and the opportunity to achieve success is like powder of equipment between his fingers. For him, it is as uncomfortable as a knife to cut his heart.

However, at this time, no one cared about the idea of ​​the little man, and everyone stared at the space jumping points as if they were facing a great enemy, and they all opened up the distance.

There were so many people present, except for a few top-grade Heavenly Realm powerhouses and many reporters, the rest retreated dozens of kilometers away.

Even this distance is actually very dangerous in the eyes of Ning Buzhou and others.

In fact, if it were not for some people who were still lucky enough to truly be awake, Ban Ming would not have let them face alien powerhouses too - some things should be seen as real in order to understand the severity of reality.

Ban Ming knew that some people present were actually wondering whether Xisuo was working with him in acting. After all, from the outside, from the perspective of his appearance, Xisuo is no different from humans in the solar system, and the methods he used were very similar to those of immortal cultivators.

If such doubts are not completely eliminated, then humans cannot truly unite.

Before the person arrived, a cold and cruel terrifying pressure like a ferocious ghost crawling out of the dark abyss spread out from the space jumping point.

This is a kind of pressure that is completely different from the pressure of humans and demon races, full of darkness and negativity.

Feeling this breath, even the powerful people in the mid-level realm, including Ning Buzhou, couldn't help but feel chills and felt a strong sense of crisis.

Some people's eyes twitched quickly. Could it be really an alien powerhouse? Moreover, judging from this attitude, even if the person who came here was not as good as Xisuo, he was definitely not a weak person!

boom!

The breath burst out, and a demon-like figure rushed out from the space jumping point, and the cold dark blue eyes looked around with a little surprise and vigilance.

"This is-" Many people's pupils shrank rapidly, and their hair exploded.

What kind of monster is this? It is nearly three meters tall, and the exposed skin is blue and has no hair. The most strange thing is that he actually has four hands, two of which grow from the back and are nearly five meters long!

And on his body, he was wearing a pair of dark gold armor tailored, which made him look even more powerful.

The reporters were excited and frightened, grabbed the equipment in their hands tightly, and tried their best not to let the picture sway. Everyone was shouting wildly in their hearts: "Alien! They are really aliens--"

There is no doubt about this, it is definitely an alien!

If you don’t call it an alien like this, then what is an alien?

Even among the demon clan, except Xi Mengyan, who is possessed by the demon, there is no such non-human existence.

Of course, this is because they have never seen the King of Drought, but even so, everyone present felt the pressure that was completely different from that of humans and demons, and no longer had doubts in their hearts.

"A little demon..."

Yang Yaren's eyes were dull and he stepped aside, looking like he lacked interest.

The atmosphere was particularly stagnant. Whether it was the generals of Zalonrot who came from across the region, or the humans in the solar system, they were all looking at each other without saying a word.

Shu Qing and others all felt that this terrifying alien powerhouse was very terrifying.

"Who among you defeated Xisuo?" Finally, a cold spiritual wave spread from the slaves who need it, breaking the silence.

This person is indeed related to Xisso!

Swish!

Many people were nervous and couldn't help looking at Ban Ming.

The slave who was in need immediately locked his eyes on Ban Ming, his eyes widened slightly, and a sense of fighting appeared.

Ban Ming walked towards the slave who was in need, and as he walked, spiritual waves radiated: "Are you Xisuo's companion?"

The slave who needs to be clumsy and looks a bit hideous: "Xiso is dead, and in my master's eyes, he is just a bug!"

As soon as these words were spoken, many people's faces became ugly and a tide caused in their hearts.

They didn't expect that such a powerful Xisuo would be killed by someone. How powerful should the person who killed him be?

Only Yang Yaren's mouth raised slightly, as if he was a little satisfied and finally caught a big fish.

"Then what is your purpose of coming here?" Ban Ming continued to ask.

"I just come and see how strong the people who can defeat Xisuo in your civilization can be, and conquer your civilization by the way!"

Liu Qingsong and others' faces became even more ugly, and they couldn't help but feel angry. These aliens all regarded the solar system civilization as fish on the chopping board, and anyone could take a bite?

Ban Ming said lightly: "It seems that your master is not as powerful as you said, otherwise why didn't he come here in person?"

"I don't need my master to take action against you!" The mental wave of the slave in need was cold and full of murderous intent.

"It's not too late to take my move."

Another step was taken, and the moment the soles of his feet touched the ground, Ban Ming's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, ordinary, and pointed at the chest of the slave who needed something.

The slave of the urge to have a cold eyes. He grinned and punched out, and at the same time, a wave of artistic conception erupted from him.

"The strong artistic conception!" Shu Qing and others' pupils shrank slightly.

This blue-skinned alien is obviously just a servant, and he has actually understood the artistic conception. Then how powerful should his master be?

Ban Ming's plain eyes had a hint of clearness, and his speed did not slow down at all. In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of the slave who needed something.

The moment the fist finger touched, the slave of the urge to be furious, if the mood fluctuations just now were just a trickle of separation, then it would suddenly turn into a storm.

The temperature on the moon was already very low. At this moment, with the slaves in need as the center, the temperature dropped sharply by more than a thousand degrees Celsius, surpassing the absolute zero!

Under such a extreme temperature difference, even the physical body of a top-grade strong man in the Heavenly Realm could not bear it, and his whole body would instantly crack and explode and die.

This is the terrible state of artistic conception or the laws of heaven and earth.

At this level of cultivation, the focus of the competition is no longer the visible inner essence, but the understanding of the laws of heaven and earth or what is called "Tao".

There is no doubt that what the slaves who need it are taking the cold path and understand the cold artistic conception.

However, he, who is qualified to become a general under Zalonrot, has already realized the cold artistic conception to an extremely high level.

A cold color flashed in Shu Qing's eyes, and the artistic conception of reincarnation had exploded, forming an artistic conception barrier, blocking the cold artistic conception of the slaves who were in need, protecting everyone behind and retreating quickly.

"Ban Ming!"

Nan Shanlie and others were all nervous. This level of fight was no longer possible for them to intervene. While hating their weakness, they could only watch Ban Ming being swallowed up in the extremely cold white light that bloomed from the fist of the slave who needed something.

boom!

The energy trembled and a body flew backwards.

Everyone's eyes widened and their hearts sank.

Because it was Ban Ming who flew out, his body was covered with white frost.

Could it be that Ban Ming was defeated? Even a servant of the alien powerhouse could not beat?

Some people suddenly thought that Ban Ming himself said that he was able to defeat Xisuo mainly because of the power of the formation. Ban Ming is now using the head-on fighting style, which is undoubtedly too underestimating the enemy!

He was shaken out hundreds of meters, and Ban Ming fell to the ground. When his feet touched the ground, his body squatted slightly, the frost on his body actually burst like fog.

He stood up slowly, looking unharmed, and even his clothes were not damaged at all.

When he looked at the place where he fought with the alien monster, it had become a big pit like a meteorite bombarded, and the alien monster floated in the air, maintaining its original punching posture, which seemed very stiff.

"What...name...words..." The difficult and obscure spiritual waves spread out from the slaves who need it intermittently.

"A thought of life and death." Ban Ming looked at him, responded lightly, and then asked, "Tell me, your master's name."

"Za...long...rot..."
Chapter completed!