Compared with the dim and bleak outside world, the dilapidated palace is like two worlds, here is a peaceful, fairy mist is shrouded, hazy, Zhumen jade pillars, pavilions and pavilions are dotted, like a fairyland, but the surrounding walls are broken and the earth is full of cracks and ravines, so that this place lacks a bit of majesty and artistic conception.

At this time, the frightened Lu Xia was stepping on an empty and bumpy road, at the end of the road, the fog was shrouded, and the clouds were steaming, blocking the view, as if this lonely road had been extending to the depths of the clouds.

The gold and stone paving road, the jade pillar carved the dragon, the wall that has faded the lacquer is carved with all kinds of portraits of gods, and most of the gods in the portraits are full of evil spirits, which forms a strong contrast with the artistic conception of this place.

The fangs of the evil gods were furious, and there was a murderous intent, like an ocean of rage, rippling with a fierce smell in the void.

Lu Xia glanced at the surging tide of the burial dragon behind him with palpitations, and secretly rejoiced that he had made a right bet, and even more glad that there was no prohibition in this ancient palace, otherwise he would have fallen into the blood-red tide at this time.

"This building has been immortal for thousands of years, and it can still resist the surging tide of burial dragons in the Eternal Burial Dragon Bureau, which is really strong. Lu Xia looked around, and the more he looked, the more surprised he became.

"I don't know who the owner of this place is...... Lu Xia has no way to retreat at this time, the burial dragon tide in the outside world is terrifying, even if the saint comes, he has to hate on the spot, he can only continue to move forward.

Although this ancient palace building is dilapidated, as if it is about to collapse at any time, it still exudes an extremely terrifying atmosphere, the rhyme flows, the divine light is bright, and in a trance, it is like there is a great road Lun sound echoing, expounding the wonderful truth, which makes people sink.

This palace is vast and majestic, carrying a strong sense of righteousness, stirring between heaven and earth, making people feel like a spring breeze, and the oncoming Sen Ran killing machine on the broken walls around it is like a flat boat in such a vast ocean of righteousness, just appearing and being suppressed strongly.

Lu Xia looked thoughtful, staring at the bright divine light circulating in all directions, sensing the Dao rhyme in the underworld, his eyes were deep, no one could know what he was thinking at this time, but his steps were consistent, and he walked firmly towards the hazy mist at the end of the road, "I hope I can find a way to leave here, there are many strange things here, maybe there will be something unusual." ”

The mist curls, the road ahead is endless, and the bright divine light reflects on his blood-stained body, setting him off like a Shura from the Nine Shadows, "Da!" "Da!" The surrounding area is dead and empty, and the sound of low footsteps continues to echo, I don't know how many years no one has set foot here, and the dead silence is mixed with some indescribable gloom.

"Time is indeed the most powerful existence in the world, no one can ......escape if it is not an immortal, no one can escape" The glory of the old years here is still in front of us, but in the endless years, in addition to the glory of the past, there may be the pride of the past.

After a few hours, Lu Xia finally walked into the sea of fog, as if he had come to the cloud deep and unknown, just in front, an open-air ancient building seemed to be poured by a sacred stone, in the middle was a vermilion lacquer square platform, on which was placed a carved dragon throne that was poured like a flood of animal bones, the flying buildings on both sides were inserted into the air, the stone pierced through the clouds, the white jade carved railing, surrounded the square platform.

The whole building is magnificent, giving people an unattainable majesty and domineering, such as crossing the sky and shocking the galaxy.

"So many corpses and bones...... Lu Xia's eyes were full of shock, and he stared at the ancient open-air building in the hazy mist in amazement.

There are countless bones in the building, looking at the white expanse, layer upon layer, I don't know how many people have fallen, and in the throne on the square platform, a corpse that can vaguely see the majesty of the year is sitting on its knees, and its empty eyes seem to be looking at Lu Xia from afar, and there is a strange mysterious aura between the two that attracts each other.

The skeleton was white, immortal for countless years, and the body sitting on the throne was as sharp as a blade, and an immortal domineering force seemed to break through the endless time and space, sweeping in.

The fists of the skeleton were clenched, and the white bones were stained with blood that had not gone away through the ages, and the blood stains were flowing as if they had life, but they were suppressed by a force that was extremely strong in the fist.

At this time, Lu Xia discovered that the endless corpses around him were actually spreading in all directions with the vermilion lacquer square platform as the center, a kind of arrogant aura that seemed to shake the stars and wiped out the clouds in all directions, which made people tremble.

"These people, won't they all be killed by him alone......" Suddenly, this thought that made Lu Xia shiver all over his body crossed his mind, causing a chill down his spine and his hair standing on end.

But the next discovery made the horror on Lu Xia's face surge to the extreme, he was shocked by his heart, and involuntarily walked forward for a few more feet, and finally found that the vast white bones in all directions did not know what kind of creature it was, each skeleton was a little high, among which there were horns on the head, or four legs, or the fangs were half a meter exposed, strange and hideous.

But without exception, these bones are intact, and even the jaw is slightly open, as if he had experienced something terrifying before he died, at this time, Lu Xia couldn't see the true cultivation of these bones, but the bones can survive endless years, and they must not be under the saint, this discovery made him gasp.

The vast white bones, boundless, as if worshipping all facing the white bones on the vermilion lacquer square platform, what kind of shocking killing is this, one person killed so many creatures.

This is what an earth-shattering spirit, facing thousands of opponents, only with fists clenched, sitting on the throne of the carved dragon, you can fight the four wilds, and kill all directions.

"Who is that person?Is he the owner of this place?But why do I have a familiar feeling?" Lu Xia looked at the white bones on the square platform, as if he had seen another self, and an inexplicable and mysterious qi machine circulated between the two.

The hollow eyes of this skeleton still seem to be burning with an indestructible battle intent, as if it has never fallen, and can stand up and conquer the Quartet at any time, which is terrifying.

Lu Xia suppressed the shock and horror in his heart, there were thousands of brilliance in his eyes, he continued to think and analyze, after a long time, he woke up like a dream, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, and muttered: "This should be the center of the ruins of the palace here, judging from these terrible creatures besieging the people on the throne, does it mean that the once glorious place of the guide zhì has turned into ruins and laid down the ancient burial dragon bureau, it is not the human race......"