Lan Juechen's appearance made Ryan feel very funny, in Ryan's eyes, Lan Juchen was an out-and-out clown, an ant.

Looking at Lan Juechen, who had now changed, Ryan hissed, still standing tall.

"Lan Juechen, do you think it's useful for you to pretend to be a ghost like this?"

Lan Jiechen's face still didn't have any emotional fluctuations, and he said in his characteristic hollow, cold tone.

"Can I kill you?"

Before Ryan could answer, the figure flashed, and Lan Jiechen instantly came to Ryan's face, already holding two battle blades on his hands.

"Tempest!"

For a while, the air was filled with the fierce collision between weapons, bursting with brilliant brilliance, one black and one white, like a battle between day and night.

"Poof!"

Ryan was slashed by Lan Jiechen on the chest with two deep bone marks, and then kicked him in the face.

"Bang!" kicked up a cloud of dust.

When the dust cleared, Ryan slowly stood up, threw away the broken blade in his hand, the knife mark on his chest, the holy light shone, and in a few moments, the wound had healed as usual.

"Is this your secret? Where do I seem to have seen you in such a state? It is your honor that a mortal can force me to be like this within your rank. ”

A holy light shot out from the center of his eyebrows, quickly condensing into a holy sword, the sword was singing, emitting a peaceful and holy song, and the hilt of the sword was actually the appearance of an angel praying.

A trace of intense uneasiness welled up in Lan Jiechen's heart, and a trace of fluctuation flashed in his pure black jewel-like eyes.

"Third gear!"

The rich black demonic flame burned around Lan Juechen's body, and his short silver-white hair turned dark black, which was finally exactly the same color as his eyes, and Lan Juechen's aura was also soaring.

High-tier warriors.

Beginner Heavenly Warrior.

In the end, the cultivation was set at the middle level of the Heavenly Martial Artist.

However, the aura emanating from Lan Jiechen's body at this time was like the appearance of the ancient demon god, cold, eternal, empty, and without any emotion.

It feels like a real god, which shocks everyone at the scene.

Is this the first waste of the Lan family that people often talk about?

Ryan didn't feel a trace of nervousness, he stretched out his right hand and picked up the holy sword in front of him, and the pure holy flame around his body burned brightly, like an angel of judgment who saved the common people.

"You still can't beat me like this. You're still too tender, Lan Juechen. ”

"Judgment!"

As he spoke, Ryan disappeared and instantly came to Lan Jiechen's face.

"Sonorous!" sparks flew and the brilliance was shining.

The two looked at each other, Ryan's eyes flashed with a hint of banter, and Lan Juechen's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness. Turning into two flames, one black and one white, in the air, dragging their long tails to collide strongly again and again, the sparks from the collision scattered down, burning the ground into huge holes.

The ring was in shambles.

"Poof!"

Ryan was slashed away, covered in knife marks, and the black demonic flames were burning on the knife marks, eroding his body, and the holy light and demonic flames were entangled.

The holy sword in his hand was full of gaps, and it could be broken with a single bullet.

Lan Jiechen was no better, he was covered with sword marks, but he was swept away by the demon flame, and he repaired it, the Xiaoyu knife in his hand had already become a broken blade, and the Xiaoyu knife that had been with him for many years was actually cut off on this day.

However, this was not the time for him to be sad.

"Hiss, hiss. If this continues, my body will be cut in half like a rain knife, and it looks like I'm going to have to wear a little red. ”

"No wonder she pays so much attention to you, she does have some ability, so you have to die, you can't do it. Ryan flashed a chill.

"She?" Lan Jiechen was puzzled.

At this moment, the clothes on the upper half of Ryan's body instantly turned to ashes, "Poof!" Eight pairs of bright and holy wings suddenly spread behind him.

Lan Juechen's eyes contracted violently.

"Celestials!"

Lan Jiechen was too familiar with this wing, although it was not as similar as Michael's, but he could find many similarities. Especially the familiar energy of the Celestials.

Bright and holy.

Ryan smiled helplessly, then frowned slightly.

"This body has reached its limit, and it's really not the right time. ”

"Celestial Clan, Eight-Winged Wise Angel?" Lan Jiechen smiled mysteriously.

For some reason, Ryan was particularly disgusted with Lan Jiechen's expression at this time.

"Wise Angel Raphael, it's a pleasure to meet you, a descendant of the Lan family, our Celestial Clan has a deep memory of your Lan family. ”

Ryan's words instantly detonated the audience.

"Celestial Clan! It's actually Celestial Clan, there really is a Celestial Clan in this world!"

"Idiot, there is no shortage of records in the history books about the battle that destroyed the world 100,000 years ago. ”

"It's been 100,000 years, what should be forgotten has long been forgotten, and history books are just coaxing things. Who would really believe in the existence of the Celestial Clan. I didn't expect that today, we would see the real existence of the Celestial Clan. ”

"Yes, really, just like the books, the energy in them is bright and holy. ”

“......”

Granny Long couldn't help but stand up, her face serious.

More and more strong people stood up one after another, and they knew the seriousness of this matter, such as the arrival of an eight-winged angel of the clan today, which was a sign!

A thought welled up in their minds: "Is war coming?!"

"This is impossible! Isn't the passage you invaded already sealed?" Lan Jiechen said indifferently.

Lan Juechen didn't believe that Raphael came down from the heavenly realm, he even believed that this was the seed that Raphael had planted here a long time ago.

Now that Raphael has revealed his identity, there is no need for Lan Jiechen to fight anymore, and there will be powerhouses from the major families here to greet him.

Now Lan Jiechen feels powerless in the face of Raphael, even if he is a doppelganger of Raphael, Lan Jiechen is still too weak.

"Nothing is impossible. Raphael's deep eyes seemed to see through Lan Juechen's thoughts.

"Why are you here?!" Lan Jiechen asked.

"Beat me, I'll tell you, what's the matter, scared?" Raphael smiled mysteriously.

"I've even seen the Twelve-Winged Seraph, and you think I'll be scared?"

"You've seen Michael?!What do you mean? Raphael's eyes narrowed.

Lan Jiechen didn't say anything more, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he smiled mysteriously. The pure black jewel-like eyes stared at Raphael, and at this time, the wings behind Raphael became brighter and more holy, and the holy white light was like another sun above the sky.

At this moment, the Terran powerhouses below couldn't help it anymore and wanted to use their great powers to capture Raphael.

Raphael smiled disdainfully, and with a wave of his right hand, a holy light entered the heavenly vault, transforming into a mysterious rune, and nearly 10,000 Skywalkers suddenly rose from the audience, and they quickly lined up in a mysterious and mysterious formation.

Among the nearly 10,000 Skywalkers, there are old, middle-aged, and young, and everyone is different, but what is the same is that they have a holy sigil in the center of their eyebrows.

There were one mysterious incantation after another floating in their eyes, and their faces were full of pious expressions, as if they were devout believers in the temple.

Suddenly, they smiled peacefully.

"Bang bang bang!"

Nearly 10,000 Skywalkers turned into blood mist, and the blood mist seemed to have spiritual intelligence, and under the leadership of mysterious and mysterious spells, it turned into a more mysterious and complex blood-colored magic circle, and the eight pairs of wings behind Raphael flapped slightly, and the endless holy light fluttered out of the array.

This is the Celestial Race, who wield the holiest of energies but slaughtered other races, and it is a great irony that they are called angels.

The powerhouses below had just reacted, but it was too late to interrupt Raphael's actions.

The corners of Raphael's mouth rose slightly, revealing an evil smile.

"Absolutely. ”

The space shook suddenly, and everything in the audience stopped moving, keeping their original movements, and the only thing they could move was the brain and the eyes.

However, Lan Jiechen did not receive any influence, and he was not at all happy, this must have been done by Raphael. It seems that he is unlucky today, and these days, what he fears most has happened.

However, to this day, he still doesn't know why one of the big bosses of the Celestial Clan would find his head.

Is it because of Michael?

That's impossible.

"It has to be pushed to the failure of this field, and as long as this field fails, everything will be solved. But is it possible?" Lan Juechen smiled bitterly in his heart, he didn't dare to guarantee it.

He is a little flustered now, the only person who can move in the audience is himself, but he is simply vulnerable to Raphael, even if this is just a small doppelganger of Raphael.

"What to do, what to do, what to do?"

Now Lan Juechen doesn't know what he is doing right, with his current humble strength, should he sit back and wait for death or fight to the death?

Just when Lan Jiechen was entangled.

Liang Huayu suddenly felt that his fingers could move, and then he tried to move his whole body, and he was surprised to find that he could actually move. Seeing that Liang Huayu could move, they also tried to move against the cold, and the result was surprising, they could all move.

However, the strange thing is that only Liang Huayu can move freely and is not affected by the absolute realm.

In other words, everything now can only rely on these five brothers, but such a heavy burden is placed on the shoulders of five young people who have not even reached the heavenly level, okay?

No one can answer this question.

The eyes of the powerhouses of the various families were full of complicated expressions, they didn't have any hope for Lan Jiechen and the others at all, they could only resign themselves to fate.

Granny Long trembled, her fingers twitched slightly, and then became more and more intense, just when she was about to break free, her eyes flashed with a complicated gaze, first struggling and painful, then doubting, and finally indifferent, her body stopped trembling.

What exactly did she want?