Chapter 242 Heavy Spear

The wind suddenly stopped, and the phantom was like a dream.

The earth was in a mess, with countless bloody remains. Looking back, a warm sun fell, illuminating a vibrant land. One by one, the ancestors climbed out of the deep cellar, bathed in the sun, breathed deeply, and welcomed the joy of victory.

Children cheered, women cried, and men still held their weapons tightly in both hands.

Before he could look at it for a while, the picture gradually blurred.

"Xu Daoyou"

The vision swept across, and in front of him was an empty stone hall. Above his head, there was a huge moonstone constant light source. The stone hall was plain and without any decoration. On the edge of the stone wall, human-shaped statues were arranged, wearing various costumes, with different postures and shapes, big and small, men, women, young and old.

The old Taoist lay on the ground, and his old face still had a strong sense of fear.

Seeing Xu Qingyang, who was wearing a cloth and looked even more miserable, the old Taoist priest called out subconsciously, and then he was attracted by the environment in front of him, shouting: "The inheritance stone hall of Kuixing Island, yes, it is here!"

A place that looks very simple, but it is not simple at all.

Xu Qingyang looked back at the old Taoist priest, thinking that the other party's help played a big role, and bowed his hands and said: "Thank you for your help before!"

The old Taoist priest blushed slightly, and hurriedly said modestly: "It was all done by Fellow Daoist Xu, I am just doing my best. Fellow Daoist Xu, if there is no accident here, it must be the inheritance stone hall of Kuixing Island. According to ancient legends, as long as you can pass the test and come here, everyone can get a treasure, and those who get the inheritance of the island owner will have another reward."

When he spoke, he looked at the lifelike stone statues, with a hint of meaning.

In the hands of the stone statues, or on their bodies.

Xu Qingyang was also observing. Some were empty, and some had things on them. Now was not the time. Everyone took pills to recover. Xu Qingyang cheered up and walked slowly to one side. He passed an empty one. The first thing that caught his eye was a set of scale armor with a main color like ink.

A closer look at the scale armor revealed that each piece had gorgeous water mine patterns on it.

Going down, there was a woman with a peaceful look. She was holding a green and red bowl in her hand. When she reached out and touched it, she could hear the faint sound of waves, as if there was a sea inside. Xu Qingyang was not sure what it was for, so he continued to walk down. After passing more than a dozen empty places, he finally found something. It was a middle-aged man with angry hair flying, his chest exposed, and a bean-sized seed suspended on his chest. It was a seed. Xu Qingyang could feel the vitality in it.

What the hell it is, you can only know it by taking it away.

Continue to walk back, the further back you go, the easier it is to identify things. Judging from the clothing style, the people behind are from ancient times. There are many records in ancient books, and most of the things they left behind are ancient treasures.

He couldn't help but go back and look forward.

The further forward you go, the older the figures are, and the simpler and plainer the things they left behind are.

There are not many bronze swords, long spears, chariots, most of which have been taken away, and some are even broken. Walking all the way to the end, the position is basically around the top of the stone hall. There are a total of three stone statues, independent in a sunken area, and the background color is different. It feels like it doesn't exist in this space. One of them has a style that is extremely out of place here. She is dressed in white, with a spiritual mark on her forehead, and she is extremely beautiful. Her slender jade fingers pinch into an orchid seal, and her eyes are full of a look of looking down on all living beings and a lofty spirit.

The other one has fluffy hair, wears animal skin, and the exposed skin is painted with mysterious runes.

The two stone statues, the woman is standing in the middle, slightly forward, the other is standing on the right, the last one is standing on the left, and the body is more than half a body taller than the two. Xu Qingyang was dazed when he saw them.

He had such a reaction because he felt a certain resonance in the other party.

Of the three oldest stone statues, the first two had nothing left, but the giant stone statue had something left. Its face was blurred, and it held a gray-white spear in both hands. If you didn't pay attention, you would think it was part of the stone statue, but you couldn't ignore it. It just lay there quietly, and the surrounding space showed a sense of distortion. The heavy pressure penetrated the soul, and you could clearly feel that this space could not bear its weight.

How exaggerated is the weight to form such a strange phenomenon.

Xu Qingyang didn't know, but he probably knew why this thing was still here. Even he felt so unshakable. Who could take it away and what could he do with it?

"Fellow Daoist Xu, you can only take one!"

The old Taoist turned around in a daze, but he could only look at it with envy.

Only those who hold the seal of the island owner and are qualified to take the things here are qualified to take them. At that time, Xu Qingyang turned a deaf ear to it and stared at the spear. He slowly stretched out his hand and approached it. He felt a huge gravity pressing on his body, and his bones "crackled". The old Taoist retreated in fear.

Xu Qingyang's face flushed and he activated his innate true body instantly.

But a strange scene appeared. No matter how hard he tried, his innate true body could not be activated. At the same time, his palm seemed to be absorbed, and the surging blood and qi flowed into the spear and were swallowed up completely.

"Not good!"

Xu Qingyang looked like a bitter gourd, and felt that he was going to be screwed today.

Whoever took this thing would die. Just from the gravity that exploded just now, except for a freak like him, no fragile cultivator could withstand it with his hands, and Yuanying cultivators were no exception.

A few thoughts flashed through his mind, and the spear changed.

The gray-white appearance gradually revealed a faint golden glow. Just when Xu Qingyang was about to squeeze it dry, with a "bang", the spear left the stone statue, and Xu Qingyang leaned back, "dong dong dong dong", the empty stone hall shook back and forth, and Xu Qingyang retreated seven or eight steps in a row. He barely stabilized his body.

"Xu"

The old Taoist was stunned. What was going on!

Xu Qingyang had no words to complain about. What kind of thing is this? It almost cost him his life at first. He couldn't move it no matter what he did. Now he could pick it up. It was just as heavy and he couldn't throw it away. He felt like a child with a solid iron bar in his hand. If he didn't let go quickly, both arms would be torn off.

With his mind racing, Xu Qingyang suddenly activated the storage bag.

However, the next scene was so shocking that no matter how he pulled the storage bag, it was useless. He took the initiative to get it to the side of the pocket, and with a "pop", the storage bag broke directly from the inside.

When he was helpless, a vague picture sounded in his mind.

In an instant, Xu Qingyang had an epiphany and successfully cut off the connection with the spear. The luster of the spear slowly faded, and the pressure on Xu Qingyang's arms was greatly reduced.

It was heavy, but still too heavy.

But Xu Qingyang could barely accept this gravity.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he subconsciously swung his spear. Silently, the space was rippled by the spear like water waves. In the ripples, one could even detect a tiny crack in the space. It was restored in an instant, but it was indeed torn apart.

Such a terrifying power shocked Xu Qingyang speechless.