Yang Ran didn't expect the "Heavenly Light Divine Order" to be so terrifying, he surrendered the other party's holy order in a single thought, and felt the white light in the divine order that made the demons fearful, Yang Ran had a weird smile on his face: "Thank you Captain Mo for the gift, I'm really grateful!"

"You demon, I'll kill you!" Mo Chengcheng was like a madman, he suddenly raised the Sky Splitting Spear, and then rushed towards Yang Ran like jade.

Looking at the cold and cold spear head, Yang Ran sneered, and the Wuji Slaughter Immortal Knife in his hand met it fearlessly!

So, soon, the two fell into a hand-to-hand sword and gun fight again, but because Mo Chengcheng had already been injured before, he fell into a semi-crazy state at this moment, and his shots were out of order, so after more than a dozen moves, he was all down!

"Bell!"

Another handover of weapons, Yang Ran, who had been preparing for a long time, flashed a cold glint in his eyes, and with a little finger, he burst out with the energy of his whole body, and shouted angrily: "Mi Xing Finger!"

Like a stormy wave, the surging demonic qi surged out again, and this time, the "Mixing Finger" did not have any obstacles, and slapped it fiercely on Mo Chengcheng's chest!

"Click!!"

Ink Fall City flew upside down like a meteor, and just as his body smashed against the stone wall, the indestructible holy armor on his body finally began to crumble after suffering two heavy blows!

Silver-white armor, scattered all over the ground, lost all light!

Crack...... Cracked?

With a plop, Mo Chengcheng was already kneeling on the ground, quietly looking at these fragments on the ground, and his eyes were dead ashes.

The holy armor given to him by this holy envoy, which represents the token of the disciples of the Great Snow Mountain, was destroyed in this way in front of a demon?

"You've lost!" Yang Ran took a few steps closer, and his voice clearly fell on Mo Chengcheng's ears.

"Haha! Holy Order, Holy Armor, it's all gone, it's all gone" Mo Chengcheng suddenly laughed wildly again, his eyes were full of blood red, he suddenly raised his eyes and stared at Yang Ran, and shouted with all his might: "Even if I die, I will pull you demon to be buried with me!"

Yang Ran frowned, feeling uncomfortable for a while, and sure enough, the next moment he heard the crazy voice of Mo Chengcheng resounding throughout the space—

"Great Holy Envoy, I am a sacrifice of my life in Moqiao City, summoning your coming!"

As the frenzied voice of Ink Allure fell, the entire space was silent for a moment, but it was only for a moment!

Suddenly, endless light bloomed, and a white pillar of light appeared in front of Mo Cheng without warning, falling from the sky, although there was no sky in this space, but when the white pillar of light fell out of thin air, Yang Ran had a feeling that it was piercing the sky.

Looking at the white pillar of light, Yang Ran's heart swelled with endless uneasiness, and there was also a trace of inexplicable anger. At this time, Meng'er seemed to sense something, and suddenly ran over, still holding the lotus platform dedicated to the "blood and tears of the gods" in her hand.

Yang Ran unconsciously protected Meng'er behind him, and looked at the white pillar of light with an extremely solemn expression.

And in his gaze, there was a clear white mist, full of divine aura, and a person who looked like a middle-aged man fell from the sky from the white light.

Although he hadn't seen the other party's face clearly, Yang Ran's heart sank to the bottom.

Tear the space!

This turned out to be a peerless powerhouse in the Star Sea Realm!

The white mist gradually dissipated, and the face of the person who came gradually became clearer, with a simple and handsome face, wearing the same holy armor as Mo Chengcheng, and there was a pair of huge silver-white wings behind him, like an angel.

When Yang Ran saw it clearly, he fell into a stupor, because the person in front of him, including his appearance, breath, etc., was so similar to the four people who killed "himself" in his dream that day!

The only difference is that this person only has a pair of wings behind him, and the four people in the dream are all four wings!

Compared to the chaos in the dream realm, Yang Ran could feel the strength of the other party more at this moment, the moment the middle-aged man appeared, this space suddenly became cold, trembling because of the arrival of this person, as if even the air was about to freeze.

It was not a change in temperature, but a coercion released purely spiritually, and the cold breath made this originally blood-red world have an extra layer of white, which was completely white condensed by cold and murderous aura.

What a powerful murderous condensation is needed to appear in this substantive-like form!

The man's expression was cold and ruthless, he just glanced at Mo Chengcheng, and then turned his eyes, in his eyes, there was not even half a bit of vitality fluctuation, only Sen Ran and Bing Leng, looking at Yang Ran coldly, as if he was looking at a lamb to be slaughtered.

"The Frost Holy Envoy of the Second Holy Seat of the Holy Mountain is here, the demon, if you don't tie your hands and catch it, follow me back to the Holy Mountain to accept the judgment of the gods!"

His voice, even if it was an invisible ice needle that pierced the space, pierced the eardrums, Yang Ran put his hands behind his back, his body slowly took a step back, and pretended to show a trace of fear in his eyes, "Lord Holy Envoy, I don't know what crime I have committed, you want to arrest me back to the Holy Mountain?"

Two white lights suddenly burst out from Bei Ying Jue's eyes, looking directly at Yang Ran.

The intense divine light seemed to pierce Yang Ran's divine sense, and he shouted angrily: "What crime have you committed? Your demonic existence is a sin in itself, and you dare to bring harm to the world!

Yang Ran's arm stretched out on his back moved slightly, as if he was holding something, at this moment, the pretended fear in his eyes faded, and he suddenly smiled: "Lord Holy Envoy, I want to follow you back, but I'm afraid that someone here won't!"

"Who?" The Northern Immortal Lord's cold gaze swept away, who dared to disobey the will of the gods, but in this space, he didn't feel the existence of others!

And at this moment when he was distracted, Yang Ran's hands that were originally sleeved behind his back suddenly took out, and on it, surrounded by golden light, it turned out to be the lotus platform dedicated to the "blood and tears of the gods"!

Sure enough, if you take the lotus platform with golden energy, you will not be rejected.

"Holy Envoy, what is in the hands of that demon is the 'Blood and Tears of God'!" a scream burst out of Mo Chengcheng's mouth.

The middle-aged man was startled, Huo Ran turned his face, and when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, the face that had been ancient and waveless changed in an instant, filled with endless anger, making the temperature of the entire space suddenly drop a few degrees!

Because the demon in front of him actually swallowed the "blood and tears of God" in front of him!

"Look for death!" The thunderous voice almost punctured the eardrum, the middle-aged man stretched out his hand, and the void space rippled, and his hand actually broke through the space directly like this and grabbed Yang Ran!

However, even if he tore through the space, it was too late, because at this moment, Yang Ran swallowed his throat, and the "blood and tears of God" directly entered his stomach.