The King of Eternal Night: Starting with the Possession of the Enlightenment Bead

Only Xia Xue looked at the battle ahead with blurred eyes. Perhaps in her eyes, death was better than becoming a puppet.

However, who has the courage to give up life unless it is absolutely necessary? Perhaps, everyone wants to grasp the straw called hope and everyone wants to live.

in the hall.

The fierce fighting continues.

The domineering realm understood by Emperor Xia Zhan burst out.

The powerful momentum suppresses all directions.

The aura on his body is constantly getting stronger.

And Liu Wentian didn't show any weakness at all. The sky domain soared into the sky, seeming to break through everything.

The two fields formed a confrontation, dividing the surrounding area.

The next second, Xia Zhanhuang took the lead.

"The Domineering True Fist!"

Qi and blood surged all over his body, and veins popped out on his left arm. The most important thing was that the image of destruction was concentrated on his left fist. This punch seemed to destroy everything.

Liu Wentian on the opposite side did not hesitate, "Daodao Zhenquan!"

The artistic conception of time is like thin green threads, constantly wrapping around the fist. When the punch is blasted, the surrounding air seems to solidify.

"Bang, bang!"

In an instant, the fists collided together like giant dragons, countless gravel flew across and dust flew up, and circles of air waves spread out.

Under this blow, Xia Zhanhuang stepped back several steps before stopping. On the other hand, Liu Wentian stood still.

It was obvious that Liu Wentian had the upper hand in this collision.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xia Zhanhuang's expression was full of disbelief.

"Impossible, this is impossible. I am already a strong man in the Holy Realm. You are only half-step into the Holy Realm. How can you defeat Gu? How is it possible!"

Emperor Xia Zhan looked a little crazy. He would not allow a strong man in the Holy Realm to be repulsed by a Grand Master.

You must know that in order to break through to the holy realm, he sacrificed everything, even if he turned into an inhuman lunatic, he would not hesitate.

But now, Liu Wentian, who is only half a step into the holy realm, can fight with him to such an extent.

This made Emperor Xia Zhan unacceptable for a while.

"Nothing is impossible. Defeating the Holy Land is not as difficult as you think."

Liu Wentian said calmly.

Hearing this, Emperor Xia Zhan became even more angry. He hated genius monsters the most in his life.

If he had some talent, why would he need to use such evil methods to break through the holy realm?

"It's not as difficult and lonely as I thought. I hope you can survive today in my hands!"

Emperor Xia Zhan was floating in mid-air, surrounded by the power of heaven and earth, full of evil aura, and his aura became stronger again.

The princes and ministers behind were already horrified when they saw this scene.

Especially when they saw the evil spirits around Emperor Xia Zhan.

"Your Majesty, have you really turned into a monster?"

"It's terrible. Do you think we have a chance to escape?"

"I don't know. We can only place our hope on Mr. Liu now. Only he has the chance to lead us to survive."

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For a time, these princes and nobles prayed in their hearts that Liu Wentian must defeat Emperor Xia Zhan.

As for Liu Wentian in the center of the hall, his face looked ugly when he saw Emperor Xia Zhan's momentum growing stronger.

However, why doesn't he have a trump card?

The next moment, Liu Wentian's whole body was surrounded by sword energy, energy and blood surged out, and the power in his body became stronger again.

"Liu Wentian, you are destined to die at Gu's hands today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Zhan Huang instantly turned into an afterimage, holding a black gold spear, and killed Liu Wentian.

And Liu Wentian didn't hesitate, he rushed forward as if he had turned into an indestructible sword.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the two collided with each other, with swords flying and gunshots raging.

Any attack from the two of them can destroy a mountain.

However, this bloody realm has not been broken, because it seems to have been laid out by Emperor Xia Zhan early.

It can be said that as long as he does not die, this field will be basically difficult to destroy.

Of course, a strong man in the Holy Realm can still destroy this realm if he is willing to use all his strength.

"Daozhang Li, do you think Young Master Liu can win?"

Xia Ren looked at the battle ahead and asked Li Changsheng on the side.

He extremely hoped that Liu Wentian could win the final victory. In this case, the throne would most likely be his.

Of course, if Liu Wentian loses, all of them will probably have to stay here.

"Not necessarily. If Emperor Xia Zhan doesn't have any trump cards, Mr. Liu can win."

Li Changsheng couldn't tell who could win? But he always had a bad feeling.

The most important thing is that this premonition did not come from Xia Zhanhuang.

After hearing Li Changsheng's answer, Xia Ren couldn't help but become serious.

Time passes quickly.

Half an hour later.

Liu Wentian and Xia Zhanhuang were all covered with scars, and drops of blood spilled on the ground.

The auras of the two of them were no longer as strong as they were at the beginning of the battle.

Looking at the enemy in front of him, Xia Zhanhuang still didn't want to believe this fact.

He still doesn't believe that he has clearly broken through to the holy realm. Why? Why can a Half-Step Saint Realm be evenly matched with him?

In this case, what is the point of abandoning almost all the holy realms that I have broken through?

Looking at everything in front of him, Xia Zhanhuang's face was extremely ferocious. His mentality was so explosive that he was almost crazy.

As for Liu Wentian on the other side, he naturally saw that something was wrong with Emperor Xia Zhan.

But now there is no choice. The only way is to defeat Xia Zhanhuang.

The next moment, both sides disappeared at the same time, the power of destruction exploded, and the power of time filled the air.

In an instant, the sound of fighting and iron horses continued to sound, explosions occurred, and the two supreme artistic conceptions were confronting each other.

Destruction means destroying everything, and time symbolizes the traces of time!

As the two engage in a life-and-death fight, the vitality in their bodies is also being continuously consumed.

Ten minutes, 20 minutes, half an hour.

"Huh...huh!"

The sound of violent breathing continued. Xia Zhanhuang looked at his trembling right hand and then at Liu Wentian opposite him.

He calmed down, and he knew that if he continued to fight like this, it seemed that he would be unable to do anything to the young man in front of him.

It's even possible to lose.

On the other side, Liu Wentian held the sword tightly in his hand. Although he also had scars on his body, it could be said that he became more courageous as he fought, and he had gradually taken over.

The next second, Liu Wentian's body disappeared from the spot, and his power exploded in an instant. He wanted to pursue the victory and completely eliminate Xia Zhanhuang.

Seeing Liu Wentian rushing towards him, Xia Zhanhua finally made his decision. He knew that if he didn't use that method, he would probably lose.