With his body arched, Lan Luoran almost knelt on the ground, his legs began to fight uncontrollably, and his upper body was about to fall.

Under Lan Luoran's feet, an invisible ground stretched out, and the black flames rolled and burned on the invisible ground, but it never burned upwards again.

On Lan Luoran's body, the burning black flame seemed to be shrouded in a huge net, and Lan Luoran at this moment was powerless to struggle.

Holding the illusory ground with his left hand, Lan Luoran was finally overwhelmed, kneeling in mid-air, his body lying on the ground like a crouching tiger.

The corners of Sang Yan's mouth showed a wanton smile, that kind of arrogant smile, the smile of the victor, which looked a little ugly on Sang Yan's face.

"Shadow, an organization that does not hesitate to disguise itself as a killer organization, how much you have paid to uncover this world, and now it will be up to me to make it happen."

Sang Yan roared uncontrollably, and the two fought from Lancheng in the north to the sky above the ruins of the Northern Wilderness, and they were going to hit the place where the Northern Wilderness was once prohibited.

Both of them were evenly matched, and only when Sang Yan sacrificed the sheepskin scroll in his hand and sacrificed the sharp weapon that the ancient clan had not been able to fully grasp, it could be regarded as defeating Lan Luoran with one blow.

In this doomed game, Lan Luoran wanted to go all out, but before Lan Luoran could use all his strength, he was already about to announce the result.

Holding the parchment roll tightly in his right hand, the parchment paper was rolled up again, and it was firmly held in Sang Yan's hand, and the platinum miracle behind him also began to turn into stars, floating behind Sang Yan like a phantom.

Looking at the Northern Wilderness under his feet, which had just been cultivated, the ground was full of new soil that had been turned out, which was the traces left by the battle between Lan Luoran and Sang Yan just now.

Some of the charred dirt had been burned by Lan Luoran's black flames, and some of it was white gold, which had been swept by Sang Yan's attack.

It's just that at this moment, Lan Luoran has already knelt down, and Sang Yan seems to clearly know that Lan Luoran can no longer stand up, at least in Sang Yan's opinion, Lan Luoran has no combat power.

The power of the star servant, the power to compete with the dragon race, in front of the human race, is like a lofty mountain, it is an insurmountable existence.

Lan Luoran's back rose and fell violently, gasping for breath, beads of sweat rolled across Lan Luoran's face and fell like rain.

Sang Yan's body, suspended in the air, seemed to be blown in front of Lan Luoran like the wind, while the phantom of the platinum miracle behind him did not move at all.

"Why, don't you have the strength to speak if you lose?" Sang Yan smiled contemptuously, and gently lifted his left hand from the bottom up, a soft and strong force, lifting Lan Luoran's almost buried head.

At this time, Lan Luoran wanted to break free, but he shook his head vigorously, and he only wrestled his body, and he didn't even completely break free from the shackles of that power.

Just now, Sang Yan's sword was slashed, and the sword of the platinum miracle almost shattered Lan Luoran's spirit, and at the moment when the long sword slashed through Lan Luoran's body, Lan Luoran only felt as if his body did not belong to him.

Lan Luoran, whose physical strength was drained, at this time, even if he faced Sang Yan, who had put away the divine power of the Void Realm, he might not still be his opponent.

"......" Lan Luoran gritted his teeth, his eyes staring at Sang Yan deadly, angry, unwilling, and murderous, and there was an unyielding luster in those eyes.

"A defeated general, or such a rebellious~!" Sang Yan struggled to throw Lan Luoran's head aside, but his eyes looked at Lan Luoran who was kneeling at his feet with disdain and a little provocation.

"This time, between Shenghui and Shadow, it is Shenghui who wins, and I will send the other Shadow Sect to see you, and I will also send Longzi to see you in the end." Sang Yan said, and a force in the palm of his left hand was controlled between his fingers.

The body suddenly sank for half a minute, and Sang Yan's palm slapped directly towards Lan Luoran's heart, and his five fingers were half-clawed, directly towards Lan Luoran's heart.

"Bang~!" A dull loud bang, like an inflated balloon, exploded in the deepest part of the trash can, and what should have been a shrill sound was suppressed by a dull air.

If he just relied on Sang Yan's strength, he might have to continue to fight with Lan Luoran for a long time before he could tell the winner.

But Sang Yan, who had been waiting for a long time and didn't care about it for a while, suddenly couldn't wait any longer, he wanted to see the fall of the shadow soon, the fall of the northern realm, and the empire under the leadership of Shenghui to unify the wall.

Seeing the Divine Radiance become a better existence than the Imperial Federal Council, seeing the world's submission to the Divine Radiance, and seeing the world surrendering to the Holy Radiance's rule.

"Kill you, and I'll let Team Git and Shadow lose both, and I'll take advantage of the fishing nets when the time comes." Sang Yan's gaze looked up, and his left hand was about to swing out, giving Lan Luoran, who was about to die, to make up for it.

But when Sang Yan's eyes looked into the sky, he saw a dark cloud that would obscure the sky.

Under Sang Yan's feet, a large part of the world was instantly plunged into darkness, even the phantom of the platinum miracle behind Sang Yan, the luster seemed much dimmer at this moment.

"Ridiculous, you think this thing can kill me?" In the black clouds, Lan Luoran's unruly voice came, but the voice with a little vicissitudes of life said a young and domineering spirit.

For Lan Luo at this time, there was just an unruly scrutiny in his eyes, just like this black abyss shrouded in the Northern Wilderness.

In the darkness, a black flame figure suddenly rushed towards Sang Yan, waving his arms, his hands turning into sharp claws, and Lan Luoran completely entered the state of dark night.

Just now, Sang Yan's palm slapped on Lan Luoran's heart, slapped on the corner of Lan Luoran's heart where the dark night dwells, and slapped on the dark night heart that Lan Luoran had been suppressing.

It was also this palm that fell, which made Lan Luoran completely fall into a dark night state, and at that moment, Lan Luoran's consciousness was confused, and there was only one thought, that is, to die with the person in front of him.

"Dark Night~~Abyss~~!"

Accompanied by a miserable sound, in that darkness, countless tentacles stretched out, wanting to pull Sang Yan into the abyss, and pull the platinum miracle behind Sang Yan into the abyss.

"Carving insect skills, you also want to ...... in front of me," Sang Yan said, waving his right hand, and the parchment scroll in his hand immediately opened and appeared in front of Sang Yan.

On the parchment scroll, among the several strange symbols, two strange symbols suddenly lit up with a particularly dazzling light, and a golden light and a white light flashed immediately.

In Sang Yan's hand, there were suddenly two more long swords, one white and one golden, and the two long swords were exactly the same, or even identical, except for the color.

At this moment, Lan Luoran looked at the white sword and the golden sword in front of him, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, a smile of disdain like Sang Yan just now.

"Dark Night~Shattered~"

Countless black flames turned into tentacles and grabbed at Sang Yan, but the double swords in Sang Yan's hands made it very easy, as if the double swords were part of his body.

Countless tentacles were cut off and turned into black flames and disappeared into the darkness, completely unable to get close to Sang's body.

And Lan Luoran didn't seem to care, as if all this was expected, Lan Luoran in the dark, his right arm was raised, his right hand was grasped backwards, and a long black handle suddenly appeared in Lan Luoran's hand.

In the dark night, Lan Luoran waved the long handle in his hand, stirring up a chaotic cloud, and the Night Monarch in his hand swung towards Sang Yan.

At this moment, Sang Yan was still holding dual swords, slashing everything around him with all his might, and he was bound to cut off all the tentacles around him.

Just as Sang Yan's double swords were slashing vigorously, the long Night Monarch Scythe also came to Sang Yan's face.

The sharp scythe, the long scythe blade seems to be longer than the handle of the scythe.

With his arms pulled back, Sang Yan's double swords blocked in front of him, blocking the Night Monarch's scythe that suddenly returned, and the sharp scythe blade was only a fraction of a second, and it landed on Sang Yan's shoulder.

With both hands forcefully pushing away the scythe in front of him, Sang Yan swung his double sword without hesitation, rushing towards the figure in the dark night.

Behind him, he waved the unfolded parchment scroll, and it spread out and hung in the air, but the silk threads fell on Sang Yan's battle armor.

Obviously, Lan Luoran clearly saw that the parchment scroll was the origin of Sang Yan's strength, and in the face of the double swords waving in front of him, Jun Sickle swung directly away the double swords in front of him.

Lan Luoran swept away his twin swords, and ran towards the unfolded parchment scroll with a clear goal, holding the Night Monarch Scythe with one hand in his right hand, and swung out an air blade to attack the parchment scroll directly.

Lan Luoran, who was in the dark night, was like a madman with a little bit of reason, he didn't care about destroying the veil that the parchment scroll or the shadow wanted to unveil would be a secret forever.

It's just that Lan Luoran believes that Sang Yan will never let himself destroy the parchment scroll now, not to mention the things of the ancient clan, how can they be so easy to destroy.

Sure enough, at the moment when Lan Luoran swung his scythe and slashed towards the parchment roll, Sang Yan also ran straight to the parchment roll, blocking the parchment roll without hesitation.

The Night Monarch Scythe landed on Sang Yan's shoulder, leaving a piercing wound on Sang Yan's battle armor, directly splitting the battle armor on Sang Yan's body with a crack that cut across the entire shoulder.

Blood flowed down the cracks in the battle armor, and Lan Luoran's sickle directly made Sang Yan hang up.

"Damn~!" Blood floated out, Sang Yan's left hand suddenly let go of the white sword in his hand, and a sword light rushed directly towards Lan Luoran.

The blade of the sword passed through Lan Luoran's body, and then Sang Yan's shoulders only sank, and then the golden sword in his right hand disappeared, and his right hand clenched the parchment roll.

"It is worthy of the Night Monarch who has the power of the Ten Thousand Souls Burning Flame, and he can actually fight with the power of the Void Realm, it seems that he still underestimated the dragon clan, a derivative race of the ancient race."

In the black tower, he was closely watching all these stars, and the corners of his mouth rose to reveal a smile that seemed to be gratified, and there was also a bit of approval in his eyes.

Starfall knows what kind of weapon the Void Realm is, and also knows that the Ten Thousand Souls Flame is an immortal spiritual flame that is placed in the ruins of the dragon clan from the countless annihilated dragon souls, but it has also turned into a black flame.