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

"The veteran also feels that His Highness the Third Prince should ascend the throne so that the court can be stabilized."

"Yes, His Highness the Third Prince is unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness. He is the best choice for the Emperor."

"We all believe that His Highness the Third Prince should ascend the throne."

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Faced with the threat of death, these princes and ministers immediately no longer hesitated and chose His Highness the Third Prince.

Hearing that many ministers wanted to support him, Xia Ren smiled with satisfaction.

Then he and Liu Wentian looked at each other.

Both of them knew that now that Xia Ren had ascended the throne and became emperor, the biggest threat was Xia Xue.

It can be said that now, in name only, Xia Xue can threaten Xia Ren's position.

Turning around, Liu Wentian looked at Xia Xue.

He held the sword tightly. Although Xia Xue had done nothing wrong, Xia Xue had to die here today in order to avoid any accidents in the future.

Although Liu Wentian didn't like killing innocent people indiscriminately, in his eyes, necessary sacrifices were needed.

Soon, Liu Wentian walked towards Xia Xue step by step.

The princes and ministers on the fringes of the realm all understood what Liu Wentian was going to do next? But no one dared to stop it.

They didn't want to lose their lives for other people, not to mention they couldn't stop Liu Wentian.

Xia Xue looked at Liu Wentian who was approaching her step by step.

There was not much despair on her face, but a hint of relaxation.

However, the maid beside him was trembling with fear.

"Princess, what should we do next?"

the maid asked, trembling.

"I don't know."

Xia Xue shook her head. In her eyes, death might be a kind of relief.

Soon, Liu Wentian walked up to Xia Xue, his eyes full of indifference.

Waving the white snow sword in his hand, he wanted to kill Xia Xue's life with one strike.

at this time.

"Boom!"

The bloody field was actually broken open, and a ray of sunlight shone in.

Accompanying this ray of sunshine was a figure whose whole body was burning with blue flames.

The moment Bai Xue's sword fell, Chen Mo stood in front of Xia Xue and waved the bloodthirsty demon sword in his hand, which burst out with extremely terrifying power.

"Clang!"

The moment the two swords collided, Liu Wentian's body flew backwards and retreated dozens of meters before barely stopping.

He looked at the black-clothed figure in front of him with an extremely ugly expression.

Chen Mo turned around and looked at Xia Xue with an evil smile, "Your life belongs to me. As long as I don't let you die, no one can take your life away."

Hearing this and looking at this familiar figure, Xia Xue felt desperate.

She thought to herself, is there really no way to escape the fate of being a puppet?

On the other side, the princes and ministers were shocked when they saw Chen Mo suddenly appearing.

The most important ones were Li Changsheng and Xia Ren in front, both of whom looked extremely ugly.

Especially Li Changsheng, he seems to have guessed, what is the real disaster of life and death?

Ignoring everyone's shocked looks, Chen Mo turned around and looked at Liu Wentian with a smile on his face, "Mr. Liu, it's been a long time since I last saw you. You are worthy of being the son of destiny. After being defeated by me, you can still stand up from behind. .

The most important thing is that I still have the strength of the Holy Realm now, which really surprises me. "

At this moment, Liu Wentian looked at Chen Mo in front of him with a solemn expression.

Because from the short exchange just now, he could clearly detect that Chen Mo had the strength of the holy realm. The most important thing was that from the aura on his body, Chen Mo seemed to have become a saint physically.

In this way, there is a high probability that this guy's strength is more than the first level of the Saint Realm.

With his current strength, there is no way he can be his opponent.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Liu Wentian pretended to be calm and said these four words.

Chen Mo did not look at him again, but looked at Emperor Xia Zhan who had turned into a corpse.

"interesting."

Chen Mo smiled. He didn't expect that Liu Wentian had done what he wanted to do in advance.

In this way, you will save yourself the trouble.

Afterwards, Chen Mo step by step sat on the throne above the main hall.

He looked down at everyone, and just sitting there, the powerful aura of destruction made everyone breathless.

As for sitting on the throne where the emperor should sit, the princes and ministers did not dare to say a word.

Just like that, Chen Mo didn't speak, and the whole place fell into silence.

Including Liu Wentian, he did not speak. He was thinking about how to escape from this dangerous situation.

But no matter what, Liu Wentian couldn't figure out how to escape from Chen Mo?

In his current state of being seriously injured, it is impossible for him to be Chen Mo's opponent.

At this time, Chen Mo, who was sitting at the top, said with a joking expression:

"Liu Wentian, I have to say that you are really lucky. Someone asked me to spare your life. However, since we haven't seen you for so long, I want to test how far your strength has reached."

After saying this, Chen Mo stood up, and the terrifying aura completely burst out from his body.

The phantom of Asura appeared from his body.

The artistic conception of destruction was pressing towards Liu Wentian.

In this regard, Liu Wentian did not hesitate. He grasped the snow-white sword tightly, and the artistic conception of time burst out.

Two extreme artistic conceptions formed a confrontation in the hall. In an instant, strong winds blew up, and the entire hall was completely divided into two halves.

However, after only a brief moment of confrontation, Liu Wentian's time and artistic conception was suppressed.

The artistic conception of destruction occupies 90% of the hall.

At this moment, Liu Wentian was struggling to hold on.

"Not bad, stronger than I thought."

Chen Mo suddenly became interested when he saw Liu Wentian blocking his aura and pressure.

He raised the Bloodthirsty Demonic Sword in his hand, the power of blue flames, the power of Asura, and the Destructive Concept. The three forces were like three giant dragons, entwined around the Bloodthirsty Demonic Sword.

As he swung his sword, an ultimate sword energy compressed to tens of meters, carrying unparalleled power to destroy all things, slashed towards Liu Wentian at an extremely fast speed.

Feeling the power of destruction, Liu Wentian looked solemn and did not dare to hesitate. He concentrated all his energy and energy on the white snow sword.

The artistic conception of time was also wrapped around it. He swung his sword and a white sword energy slashed straight out.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the two sword energies collided like two giant dragons, everything around them was destroyed, and circles of energy waves spread out.

In just a few seconds, the destructive artistic conception completely destroyed the sword energy and covered it towards Liu Wentian.

There was no time to dodge, Liu Wentian looked shocked, and he could only block the sword in front of him.

The next second, his entire body was overwhelmed by the destructive sword energy.

"boom!"

Above the main hall, a deep pit immediately appeared, with countless rubble flying and dust rising everywhere.