Chapter 161
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"Could it be because the Spiritual Crystals have been used up?"
Lu Ming thought.
It would definitely require energy to form such a figure and have an intense battle with him.
Lu Ming walked to the stone platform and found that it had dimmed and returned to its original state.
"It seems that it needs Spiritual Crystals to operate."
Lu Ming felt relieved after finding the problem.
However, it was not the time to continue cultivating. He was still in the small plane.
This was a small plane left behind by the ancestors of the Eastern Barbarians. It might contain great opportunities and Lu Ming did not want to miss it.
"I'll study it in the future."
Lu Ming muttered. Then, he left the Temple of Paragon.
"Apart from the main hall, there are other places in this place that I haven't explored yet. I'll continue to explore before going to other places!"
Lu Ming moved and started to explore the dilapidated palace.
Most of the palace was dilapidated and collapsed. Only a few places still looked okay.
Unfortunately, Lu Ming searched more than ten rooms, side halls, and main halls but to no avail. It was empty.
"It seems that there's nothing left in this place. There's still the backyard. If I don't find anything, I'll leave this place."
Lu Ming ran to the backyard.
The backyard was very spacious, but it was barren and full of weeds.
Lu Ming was disappointed. He shook his head and was about to leave.
Suddenly, Lu Ming's eyes moved. There was a special place in the middle of the backyard.
There was no grass in the area with a radius of ten meters. It was barren.
And right in the middle, there was a rusty iron rod stuck there.
The other places were full of weeds, but this was the only place that was barren. It was too special. Lu Ming was very curious. He walked over and looked at it carefully.
The ground was made of a kind of grayish-brown rock. It was very hard. Lu Ming stepped on it and it did not move at all. There were no signs of it breaking.
No wonder there was no grass.
The iron rod was rusty. God knew how long it had been exposed to wind and rain.
"It's not an iron rod. It's a long spear!"
After looking at it carefully, Lu Ming was stunned.
It was a long spear. However, the spearhead was stuck in the ground. Lu Ming mistook it for an iron rod.
"This long spear must be extraordinary. I can't miss it!"
Lu Ming's eyes flashed. Then, he grabbed the long spear with both hands and pulled it out.
The long spear shook slightly, but he did not pull it out.
Lu Ming was taken aback. Although he did not use all his strength just now, the force of his pull was enough to lift up a huge rock that weighed a hundred thousand pounds. However, he could not pull out a long spear that was stuck in the ground.
Lu Ming's eyes lit up. The more this was the case, the more extraordinary the spear was.
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With a loud shout, Lu Ming unleashed his full strength.
Boom!
His True Qi was boiling and there was a loud boom on the ground. Lu Ming's muscles were bulging. He had the strength to uproot mountains and his aura was unparalleled.
Clang!
A clanging sound could be heard and Lu Ming finally pulled out the long spear that was stuck in the ground.
Roar!
At this moment, there was a beast roar at the place where the long spear was pulled out. Then, a black shadow condensed from the ground. It was a huge black lizard.
However, it was not a physical body. It was an illusory body.
Roar!
The huge lizard roared and pounced on Lu Ming.
"This is the soul of a demonic beast!"
Lu Ming was shocked. He quickly retreated.
However, the black lizard was only halfway there when it suddenly exploded. It turned into wisps of black gas and dissipated.
Phew!
Lu Ming exhaled.
It seemed that it was just a demonic beast's remnant soul. God knows how long it had been suppressed. It was so weak that it dissipated on its own.
The scene fell into silence once more, and everything returned to normal.
Lu Ming relaxed and looked at the long spear in his hand.
The long spear was eight feet long. The tip of the spear was eight inches long. However, it was covered in rust. It was almost impossible to see its original appearance.
However, the weight of the long spear was shocking. Lu Ming estimated that it was at least ten thousand pounds.
"This weight is not bad!"
Lu Ming held the long spear and waved it a few times. The long spear swept through the air and let out a rumbling sound. It was like thunder in the nine heavens.
What made Lu Ming very satisfied was that the softness and elasticity of the long spear were not bad. It was much better than the Fire Tung Spear.
Although he could not tell what level this long spear was, Lu Ming liked it very much just based on its weight and elasticity.
"There are words!"
At this moment, Lu Ming noticed that there were two small words on the shaft of the spear.
Demon Suppression!
Looking carefully, he realized that it was the two words "Demon Suppression".
"Demon Suppression? Demon Suppression Spear, what a domineering name. Could it be that the demonic beast remnant soul of that lizard was the demonic beast suppressed by the Demon Suppression Spear? "
Lu Ming thought.
Then, he waved it a few more times and felt that it was very comfortable.
The only bad thing was that the body of the spear was rusty. It was very ugly, like a broken spear.
Lu Ming planned to find an inscriber to refine it when he returned to the Mystic Essence Sword Sect.
After putting away the Demon Suppression Spear, Lu Ming looked around and did not find anything else. Lu Ming's figure flashed and he left the place.
.....
At this moment, a few hundred miles away from Lu Ming, there was a majestic mountain peak.
However, the mountain peak was surrounded by a thick fog. The fog was so thick that it could not be dispersed. Even if a martial artist's eyesight was better than an ordinary person's, he would not be able to see his fingers in the fog.
At the outermost edge of the fog, there were hundreds of stone pillars. In front of the stone pillars stood dozens of figures.
These were the experts of the Dongyi Tribe.
At the very front stood three figures.
Two of them were the Dongyi Tribe's fifth-level Martial Grandmasters. The other was a figure wrapped in a black robe and a bamboo hat. He was so skinny that it was impossible to see his face clearly.
However, the two fifth-grade Martial Grandmasters seemed to be respectful to the man in the black robe and bamboo hat.
"If I'm not wrong, this mountain is the abode left behind by the Dongyi Tribe's king. Continue to carve inscriptions on the stone pillars according to my method. Soon, the formation will be broken and the fog will disperse."
The man in the black robe and bamboo hat instructed, his voice low and hoarse.
"Yes, if the Dongyi Tribe can obtain the inheritance of our ancestor, we will never forget senior's kindness!"
One of the fifth-grade Martial Grandmasters cupped his fists respectfully.
Then, the two old men walked forward and began to carve inscriptions on the stone pillars.
Half an hour later, the hundreds of stone pillars suddenly emitted a dazzling light. The fog around them also began to disperse slowly.
At the scene, the Dongyi Tribesmen were ecstatic. Their eyes were burning with passion.
Not long after, the fog dispersed completely. The mountain peak that had been hidden in the fog was finally revealed.
It turned out to be a wolf-shaped mountain. The entire mountain was barren, as if it had been carved into a giant wolf by a giant boulder.
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