Chapter 417 (2/2)

Since ancient times, the boundless void has buried many strong people who have entered this place by mistake. Except that the eternal gods and demons can break through the void and travel through the world in power, only a few people escape from life by chance.

He spent five years in the endless void to find a way out, and then he felt lonely. But compared with 2000 years, what is five years?

”I can't give up. What others can't do doesn't mean I can't do it.”

After a long silence, Rousseau regained his spirits, and his eyes were bright.

In the twinkling of an eye, another year has passed, and Luoxiu has been lost for six years in the endless void.

That day, he suddenly opened his eyes and gazed, his face showing a startled expression.

At the end of that endless void, there is a looming Temple floating in the air.

”The ancient palace in the air? Is there anyone else who can't live here? ”

When he saw clearly that it was indeed a temple, he was shocked again.

It's a wonderful thing to see the body of a powerful emperor in the endless void. It's really frightening to see a palace at the moment.

This is a purple temple. The purple air around the temple fills the space. Even if the space is turbulent, the temple is still standing still and floating in the distance.

Even if it is far away, Luoxiu still feels the atmosphere of ancient and vicissitudes, as if this temple has existed here for hundreds of thousands of years, or even more than a million years.

”He Ming, you go.”

Luoxiu stretched out his hand and a figure in a black robe flew in the air towards the direction where the Purple Palace was.

This figure is not the spirit of the dead, but the powerful emperor named he Ming, who was refined into a spirit by Luo Xiu.

His nine dragon robe was worn by Luoxiu, so he casually found a suit to wear for him.

Although his strength was reduced to the level of Wu Zun because he was refined into an undead, his physical body was the body of emperor's battle. He could survive in most places in this endless void, otherwise he would not die. I don't know how many years his body is still intact.

A moment later, he Ming flew to the vicinity of the Purple Palace. The hazy purple air sealed off the area within more than ten miles around the temple. It seemed that there was no danger hidden in it.

Luoxiu also took off with the spirits and spirits, and looked at the hanging palace outside the purple sealed area.

There is a mysterious atmosphere in the purple air. Before we know the situation, Luoxiu dare not act rashly.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank and he saw a clear palm print on the wall of the hanging Purple Palace.

The five fingers of the hand print are clear, which pierces one wall of the Purple Palace, leaving a clear fingerprint.

Obviously, it should be an extremely ancient relic, and there may be mysterious opportunities in it.

However, Luoxiu is also very clear that there may be opportunities and great crises.

”Anyway, in this endless empty air, maybe I can't go out in my life. I'd better bet on it than die out of my life.”

Luo Xiu pondered for a moment, then bit his teeth and stepped into the purple air filled area.

”Boom

He walked into the moment of purple, perhaps by the traction of his body breath, all the purple air has become boiling.

In the purple atmosphere, there are various kinds of visions, presenting an earth shaking battle scene.

Luo Xiushen was in the purple atmosphere. He was like a bystander. He witnessed the war with his own eyes.

This war is extremely tragic, the number of people participating in the war is at least tens of millions, but the purple air is relatively vague and can not be seen really.

The only certainty is that the owner of the Purple Palace took part in the battle, because the Purple Palace had appeared in the scene that roshu had seen.

”What is that?”

All of a sudden, Luo Xiu's expression was awe inspiring. He saw a scene evolving from the purple atmosphere. A palm fell in the air, and the other palm blasted the Purple Palace. A vague figure sitting in the Purple Palace collapsed in an instant, and he was killed on the spot.

Luo Xiu raised his eyes again and looked at the palm print on the wall of the Purple Palace. His heart was shocked and inexplicable. It was obvious that the palm print was left in the world shaking war.

Among them, there are countless powerful battles in the sky that can't be imagined.

Before that terrible palm appeared, Luoxiu could see the Purple Palace flying across the sky. The spreading purple air had smashed hundreds of stars and killed thousands of strong men.At the moment when the Purple Palace was blown away, the scene presented by purple air was over, and then the boiling purple gas returned to calm.

Luo Xiushen was in the purple atmosphere, and he felt creepy. He could see the Purple Palace with his own eyes. In that war, a wisp of purple gas could crush the stars. If the purple air still had that power, let alone him, even the body of the gods and demons would be instantly annihilated.

Fortunately, this Purple Palace has been silent for countless years, and has been damaged by the hand of the most powerful. Perhaps it has lost its former power.