Martial Dao Great Emperor

After experiencing several dangers of almost losing his life, Luo Xiu released the spirits of gods and demons and let them explore the way ahead.

He silently counted the time in his heart and felt that time was like running water. Nearly three years had passed.

In the past three years, he has tempered his physical body to the limit of the Zun Realm battle body, raised the Law Realm to the late stage of Xiaocheng, and the nine levels of ban on the Black Dragon War Spear have also been opened to the sixth level!

However, his cultivation has never been able to break through to the realm of Martial Master, and in the past three years, he has almost exhausted a large amount of training resources in the storage ring.

His strength is too strong and his accumulation is too rich. The breakthrough from the ninth level of Martial Saint to the realm of Martial Lord requires a great opportunity. At the very least, it must be an opportunity that can allow an ordinary Martial Lord to break through to the realm of Martial Emperor!

This kind of opportunity may not necessarily be a treasure resource. If it is a moment of sublimation of understanding, it can also have the effect of breaking through the bottleneck of a large realm.

Luo Xiu's progress has always been smooth sailing since he entered the path of martial arts cultivation, but this is the first time he has been unable to make a breakthrough after three years.

Time continued to pass, and five years had passed, but he still could not find an opportunity for a breakthrough.

The gods, demons and undead were exploring the path ahead, tirelessly. He closed his eyes and followed behind, realizing his own martial arts.

On this day, he suddenly opened his eyes, because through the eyes of the gods and demons, he saw a corpse floating in the endless void in front of him.

"Corpse? Why is there a corpse here?" Luo Xiu looked up in wonder.

This corpse is that of a man. His eyes are closed and there is no life at all. He is wearing a golden robe that has not been erased after countless years. It can be seen that it is no ordinary treasure.

Luo Xiu walked forward, but suddenly realized the danger and retreated instantly.

He calmed down and stared, and found that the area where the corpse was floating was a twisted space.

The twisted space is extremely terrifying. Even with his current supreme battle body, he cannot withstand it and will be torn apart in an instant.

Only the emperor-level physical combat body could withstand the tearing of the twisted space, which made Luo Xiu even more surprised and inexplicable.

Could it be that the owner of that corpse was an emperor-level warrior, or perhaps even a god and demon?

Luo Xiu controlled the undead spirits of gods and demons to walk into the twisted space. The body of this undead soul was that of the gods and demons of the past, so naturally it was not afraid of the tearing of the twisted space.

As he got closer, Luo Xiu's divine consciousness entrusted in the body of the undead gods and demons felt the aura of a powerful Emperor Realm man from the body of the golden-robed man.

This person was indeed an emperor, but he had no vitality and died in this endless void.

The gods, demons, and undead brought the body of the emperor-level warrior out of the twisted space. Luo Xiu saw that his right hand was clenched, and there was a simple jade slip inside.

Luo Xiu did not find a storage ring on the body of the golden-robed man, which made him a little disappointed. If he could get the wealth left by a strong emperor, he might be able to sublimate his cultivation and enter the martial arts world. Respect the realm.

His cultivation level has been accumulated enough, and his legal realm has already exceeded the requirements for breaking through to the Martial Master Realm. It can be said that he is just one step away from the goal and lacks a chance.

The golden robe on the man was made of an unknown material, and Luo Xiu felt a hint of the law of the Dacheng realm.

For those who are also strong in the Imperial Realm, their strength is determined based on the realm of laws. Ordinary Emperor realms are generally in the realm of Xiaocheng Laws. Only the more powerful among them can master the power of laws in the Dacheng Realm.

If you can cultivate the realm of law to a perfect state, you will be at the pinnacle of the imperial realm.

The titled Martial Emperor in the Star Sea Realm is a special kind of existence. His cultivation level has not reached the level of gods and demons, but he can obtain the power of the original law from the titled secret realm and has the combat power to surpass gods and demons.

Luo Xiu speculated that this golden-robed man's cultivation might be in the middle stage of Emperor Wu's life.

"This golden robe is a secret treasure that will be immortal in the years. It may be at the level of a spiritual treasure."

Luo Xiu didn't have the slightest hint of politeness or scruple. He reached out and took off the golden robe of this powerful emperor, and then put it on himself.

With a thought in his mind, the golden robe changed into a black robe with nine golden dragon shapes on it, which was vivid and extremely mysterious.

After refining, Luo Xiu learned that this secret treasure was called the Nine Dragon Robe. It was a low-grade spiritual 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 held tightly in the corpse's hand.

This person still held the jade slip tightly before his death, which shows that this jade slip should be an extremely important thing.

Luo Xiu asked the gods and demons to open their fingers, take out the jade slip, and penetrate it with his spiritual consciousness.

What is recorded in this jade slip is not some unique skill, but the last words of this powerful emperor before he died.

This person's name is He Ming, 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, he couldn't hide his shock. A middle-stage Martial Emperor who was infinitely more powerful than him 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.

A strong man in the Imperial Realm has been lost for two thousand years and will die here. Is he, a ninth-level Martial Saint, still able to survive?

Since ancient times, the endless void has buried many powerful people who mistakenly entered this place. Except for the eternal gods and demons who can break through the void and travel between the planes and worlds, only a few people are lucky enough to escape.

He had spent five years looking for a way out in the endless void and already felt unbearably lonely. But compared with two thousand years, five years was nothing.

"I can't give up. Just because others can't do it, doesn't mean I can't do it either."

After a long silence, Luo Xiu cheered up again, his eyes glowing brightly.

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

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 a looming palace floating in the air.

"The hanging ancient palace? Is there anyone still living here?"

When Luo Xiu saw clearly that it was indeed a palace, he was shocked again.

It was already a wonderful thing to accidentally see the corpse of a strong Emperor Realm man in the endless void, but to see another palace at this moment was really shocking.

This is a purple palace. The surroundings of the palace are filled with purple energy, which freezes the space. Even if the turbulent flow of space rushes past, the palace remains motionless, suspended in the distance.

Even though it was far away, Luo Xiu still felt the atmosphere of antiquity and vicissitudes of life, as if this palace had existed here for hundreds of thousands, or even more than a million years.

"He Ming, go ahead."

Luo Xiu stretched out his hand and pointed, and a figure in black robe flew towards the direction of the purple palace.

This figure is not the undead spirit of gods and demons, but the emperor-level strongman named He Ming, who was trained by Luo to become an undead spirit.

Luo Xiu put on his nine-dragon robe, so he randomly found some clothes for him to put on.

Although his strength has been reduced to the level of a Martial Lord because he was refined into an undead, his physical body is an Imperial Realm combat body. He can survive in most places in this endless void, otherwise he would not have died for who knows how many years. , the physical body is still well preserved.

A moment later, He Ming flew near the purple palace. The hazy purple energy blocked the area within more than ten miles around the palace. It seemed that there was no danger hidden in it.

Luo Xiu also flew over with the gods, demons and undead, and looked at the suspended palace outside the area blocked by the purple energy.

The purple energy contained a mysterious aura, and Luo Xiu did not dare to act rashly before he understood the situation.

Suddenly, his pupils suddenly shrank and he saw a clear palm print on the wall of the suspended purple palace.

The five fingers of this palm print were clear and penetrated a wall of the purple palace, leaving clear fingerprints.

Obviously, this should be an extremely ancient ruins, and perhaps there is a mysterious opportunity in it.

But Luo Xiu also knew very well that where there might be opportunities, there might also be huge crises.

"Anyway, I may not be able to get out of this endless void in my life. Instead of running out of life and dying, I might as well take a gamble."

Luo Xiu pondered for a moment, then gritted his teeth and stepped into the area filled with purple energy.

"boom!"

The moment he walked into the purple energy, perhaps due to the pull of the aura on his body, all the purple energy became boiling.

Various strange phenomena evolved in the purple air, presenting an earth-shattering battle scene.

Luo Xiu was in the purple air, like a bystander, immersed in the scene and witnessed this shocking battle with his own eyes.

This war was extremely cruel, and the number of people participating in the war was at least millions, but what the purple energy showed was blurry and could not be seen clearly.

The only thing that was certain was that the owner of this purple palace participated in that battle, because this purple palace had appeared in the scene Luo Xiu saw.

"what is that?"

Suddenly, Luo Xiu's expression froze. He saw a scene unfolding in the purple air. A palm descended from the sky and blew away the purple palace. A blurry figure sitting in the purple palace instantly collapsed. It turned out to be Died on the spot.

Luo Xiu once again raised his eyes to look at the palm prints on the wall of the Purple Palace, feeling 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 could shatter countless stars with a wave of their hands. They were so powerful that it was unimaginable.

Before that terrifying palm appeared, Luo Xiu saw the purple palace flying across the sky, and the spreading purple energy impacted with great force, crushing hundreds of stars and killing thousands of strong men.

The moment Zi Gong was blown away by a palm, the scene presented by the purple energy ended, and then the boiling purple energy returned to calm.

Luo Xiu was in the purple gas and felt terrified. He could see with his own eyes that in the battle in the Purple Palace, a ray of purple gas could crush the stars. If the purple gas still had that power, let alone him, it would be Even the physical bodies of the undead gods and demons will definitely be annihilated in ashes in an instant.

Fortunately, this purple palace has been silent for countless years and was damaged by the palm of a peerless powerful man. It may no longer have the power it once had.