Chapter 417: A purple palace

After experiencing the danger of almost losing his life a few more times, Luo Xiu released the undead of the gods and demons to explore the way ahead.
He counted the time silently in his heart, feeling that time was like water, nearly three years had passed.
In the past three years, he has tempered his physical body to the limit of the noble battle body, the law realm has been raised to the late stage of Xiaocheng, and the nine-fold ban of the black dragon gun has also opened to the sixth stage!
It's just that his cultivation has never been able to break through to the realm of Wu Zun, and in the past three years, he has almost exhausted a large amount of cultivation resources in the storage ring.
His strength is too strong, and his accumulation is too rich. It takes a great opportunity to make a breakthrough from Wu Sheng's Ninth Level to Wu Zun's realm. At the very least, it must be an opportunity to allow ordinary Wu Zun to break through to the Martial Emperor realm!
This kind of opportunity may not necessarily be a treasure resource. If it is an instant sublimation of perception, it can also achieve the effect of breaking through the bottleneck of the great realm.
For a long time, since entering the road of martial arts practice, Luo Xiu's entry has always been smooth, and it was the first time that he failed to break through after three years.
Time continued to pass, and five years later, he still couldn't find an opportunity for a breakthrough.
The gods, demons and undead were searching the way ahead, tirelessly, he closed his eyes and followed behind, realizing his own martial arts.
On this day, he suddenly opened his eyes, because he saw a corpse floating in the strange and endless void in front of him through the eyes of the gods and demons.
"A corpse? Why is there a corpse here?" Luo Xiu looked up in surprise and inexplicably.
This corpse was a man with closed eyes and no vitality. He was wearing a golden robe, and he was not obliterated after many years. It was an extraordinary treasure.
Luo Xiu walked forward, but suddenly realized the danger, and his figure instantly retreated.
He calmed down and stared at it, and found that the area where the corpse was floating was a distorted space.
The distorted space is extremely terrifying, and he can't resist it with his current exalted battle body limit, and it will be torn in an instant.
Only the imperial realm-level physical body can withstand the tearing of the distorted space, which made Luo Xiu even more surprised and inexplicable.
Could it be that the owner of that corpse is a powerful emperor, maybe even a and demon?
Luo Xiu controlled the undead spirit to walk into the distorted space. The body of this undead was the former and demon, and naturally he was not afraid of the tearing of the distorted space.
Getting closer, Luo Xiu's divine sense entrusted in the body of the gods and demons, from the body of the golden-robed man, felt the aura of a strong emperor.
This person is indeed an emperor, but there is no life, and he died in this endless void.
The undead of the gods and demons brought the body of the powerful emperor out of the twisted space. Luo Xiu saw his right hand clenched tightly, and there was a simple jade slip inside.
Luo Xiu did not find a storage ring on the corpse of this golden-robed man, which made him a little disappointed. If he could obtain the wealth left by a strong imperial realm, he might be able to sublimate his cultivation and enter the martial arts. Zun realm.
His cultivation base has been accumulated enough, and the law realm has already exceeded the requirements for breaking through the Wu Zun realm. It can be said that he is only close to the door, lacking a slight opportunity.
The golden robe on the man's body was refined from an unknown material, and Luo Xiu felt a trace of the law of Dacheng realm.
The same is the power of the emperor realm, the level of strength is judged according to the realm of law, the ordinary emperor realm is generally in the realm of the law of Xiaocheng, and only the more powerful ones can master the power of the law of the realm of Dacheng.
If you can cultivate the realm of law to the perfect realm, you will be the peak of the emperor realm.
The titled Martial Emperor of the Xinghai Realm is a special existence. The cultivation base has not reached the level of the gods and demons, but he can obtain the power of the original law from the title secret realm, and has the power to leapfrog the gods and demons.
Luo Xiu speculated that this golden robe man's cultivation was probably in the middle stage of Emperor Wu.
"This golden robe is a secret treasure, immortal in the years, perhaps of the spirit treasure level."
Luo Xiu didn't mean to be polite or scrupulous at all. He stretched out his hand to take off the golden robe of the emperor realm powerhouse and put it on himself.
With a thought on his mind, the golden robe changed into a black robe, with nine golden dragons on it, vivid and mysterious.
After refining, Luo Xiu learned that this secret treasure was called Nine Dragon Robe, which was a low-grade spirit treasure. The nine golden dragons on the robe could form a defense.
Luo Xiu was very satisfied, and soon his eyes fell on the simple jade slip that the corpse held tightly.
This person still held this jade slip tightly before he died, which shows that this jade slip should be an extremely important thing.
Luo Xiu asked the gods and demons to split their fingers, took out the jade slip, and penetrated in with his spiritual sense.
What is recorded in this jade slip is not a martial art, but the last words of this powerful emperor before his death.
This person is He Ming. He is a strong man from the Tianyuan world. He accidentally fell into the void and was lost for two thousand years!
"Two thousand years?"
When Luo Xiu read this, his heart could not be concealed. A martial emperor was stronger than him in the middle stage, but was still lost in the endless void for two thousand years. Is there really no way out?
Suddenly, Luo Xiu felt his own insignificance. He was so insignificant in this boundless vast void.
The imperial realm powerhouse is lost for two thousand years and will die here. He is a little martial sage nine-fold, is there a way to survive?
Since ancient times, the endless void has buried many powerhouses who have strayed into this place. Except for the eternal gods and demons to break the void and travel between the planes and worlds, only a few people have escaped by chance.
After spending five years in the endless void to find a way out, he has already felt lonely and unbearable, but compared with two thousand years, what is five years?
"I can't give up. What others can't do doesn't mean I can't do it either."
After a long silence, Luo Xiu cheered up again, a bright look in his eyes.
In a blink of an eye, another year passed, Luo Xiu had been lost for six years in the endless void.
On this day, he suddenly opened his eyes and stared, with a surprised expression on his face.
At the end of the endless void, there is actually a looming palace floating in the air.
"An ancient temple suspended in the air? Could there be people living here?"
When Luo Xiu saw that it was indeed a palace, his heart was shocked again.
It was a wonderful thing to accidentally see the corpse of a powerful emperor in the endless void, and it was really shocking to see a palace at this moment.
This is a purple palace, and the purple atmosphere around the palace freezes the space. Even if the space turbulently rushes past, the palace remains motionless, floating in the distance.
Even at a long distance, Luo Xiu still felt the breath of ancient and vicissitudes, as if this palace had existed here for hundreds of thousands of years, or even more than a million years.
"He Ming, you go."
Luo Xiu stretched out his hand and pointed, and a figure wearing a black robe volleyed towards the direction of the purple palace.
This figure is not the undead of the gods and demons, but the powerful man in the emperor realm named He Ming, who was cultivated into a dead by Luo Xiu.
Luo Xiu's Nine Dragon Robe was worn by Luo Xiu, so he found a piece of clothing to put on him.
Although his strength has been reduced to the level of Martial Lord because he has been refined into an undead, his body is an imperial war body, which can survive in most places in this endless void, otherwise it will not die for a few years. , The body is still well preserved.
After a while, He Ming flew to the vicinity of the purple palace. The hazy purple gas sealed off the area within more than ten miles around the palace, and it seemed that there was no danger hidden in it.
Luo Xiu also flew over with the undead of the gods and demons, looking at the suspended palace outside the area enclosed by the purple air.
There was a mysterious aura in the purple qi, and Luo Xiu did not dare to act rashly before he figured out the situation.
Suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly and saw a clear palm print on the wall of the suspended purple palace.
This palm print has clear five fingers, punching through a wall of the purple palace, leaving clear fingerprints.
Obviously, this should be an extremely ancient relic, perhaps there is a mysterious opportunity in it.
But Luo Xiu is also very clear that there may be opportunities, and there may also be huge crises.
"Anyway, in this endless void, maybe I won't be able to go out in this life. Instead of dying when my life runs out, I might as well take a gamble."
Luo Xiu pondered for a moment, then gritted his teeth and stepped into the purple-filled area.
"boom!"
The moment he walked into the purple qi, perhaps because of the aura on his body, all the purple qi became boiling.
Various visions evolved in the purple air, presenting an earth-shattering battle scene.
Luo Xiu was in the purple qi, like a bystander, immersed in the scene, witnessing this shocking battle with his own eyes.
The war was extremely tragic, and the number of people participating in the war was at least tens of millions, but the purple gas presented was rather vague and unreal.
The only certainty is that the owner of this purple palace participated in that battle, because in the scene that Luo Xiu saw, this purple palace had appeared before.
"what is that?"
Suddenly, Luo Xiu's expression froze. He saw a scene evolving in the purple qi. One palm fell in the air, and the other blasted the purple palace into the air. A fuzzy figure sitting in the purple palace instantly collapsed. He died on the spot.
Luo Xiu raised his eyes again to look at the palm print on the wall of the Purple Palace. He was shocked and inexplicably shocked. It was obvious that this palm print was left in that shocking battle.
This shocking battle took place in the starry sky, some of the tyrannical beings can smash countless stars with their hands, it is unimaginable powerful.
Before that terrible palm appeared, Luo Xiu saw the purple palace flying across the sky, and the spreading purple gas impacted violently, crushing hundreds of stars and beheading thousands of powerful men.
The moment the purple palace was blown away by a palm, the scene presented by Zi Qi ended, and the boiling Zi Qi returned to calm.
Luo Xiu was in the purple qi, and he felt terrified. He could see the purple palace in that battle. A wisp of purple qi could crush the stars. If the purple qi still has that kind of power, let alone him. Even the flesh of the undead of gods and demons would surely be annihilated instantly.
Fortunately, this purple palace has been silent for countless years, and it has been damaged by the hand of a peerless powerhouse, and may no longer have its former power.