Immortality and Immortality: Liver Experience Begins in the Desert

Finally, after Jiang Feng's countless hammering and the blending of spiritual energy, the spiritual weapon finally took shape and emitted a brilliant light.

Jiang Feng was excited. He slowly took the spiritual weapon out of the casting furnace and placed it on the workbench to examine it carefully.

This spiritual weapon has a beautiful shape and radiates light, as if it contains a majestic spirituality.

Jiang Feng's heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment. He turned around and looked at the elder with gratitude in his eyes.

"Elder, did I succeed?"

Jiang Feng asked excitedly, his heart filled with pride.

The elder smiled slightly and nodded, "Very successful! The power of this spiritual weapon will far exceed your imagination, especially the golden ore, which gives it a unique spirituality."

Jiang Feng was filled with joy. This was not just a casting, but also an important milestone in his cultivation journey.

"Congratulations, Jiang Feng!" The elder said with satisfaction, his eyes full of praise and expectation, "This is the result of your hard work, and it is also the beginning of your future."

Just as Jiang Feng was immersed in the joy of success, a deafening drum sound suddenly rang out outside, as if the war drum was calling.

The elder's expression changed slightly, and he looked solemn, as if he sensed a hint of uneasiness.

"What's going on?" Jiang Feng turned around suddenly, feeling something was wrong.

"Go check it out!" There was a hint of urgency in the elder's voice and a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

Jiang Feng immediately flew into the air on his sword, and saw a dark mass in the valley in the distance. Countless figures were rushing in like a tide, heading straight for Qingyun Sect.

It was a huge army, all of them were wearing black armor and looked aggressive. It was obvious that they were not good people.

"Disciples of the Demon Sect!" the elder exclaimed in a low voice, his face turning pale instantly.

Jiang Feng's heart tightened. The Demon Sect has always been known for its ferocity, especially their Sect Master and several elders, whose cultivation is unfathomable and terrifying.

The scene before him made him feel uneasy. Is the Qingyun Sect going to suffer a devastating disaster?

At this moment, the leader of the Demon Sect slowly walked out of the crowd. He was tall and majestic. He was wearing a black robe with red magic patterns embroidered on it, as if swallowing up the light around him.

He was about fifty years old, with a grim face and eyes like lightning, revealing a strong sense of oppression. In his hand was a huge black hammer, with a strange red light flashing on the top, as if foreshadowing the impending disaster.

"Qingyun Sect, today is your doom!" The voice of the Demon Sect's leader was like thunder, deafening and echoing in the valley.

Behind him, several elders of the Demon Sect also showed up, each of them looking aggressive.

On the left was a short old man with white hair and wrinkled face. He had his hands crossed in front of his chest and a sinister smile on his lips, as if he was sizing up the Qingyun Sect disciple who was about to become his prey.

On the right is a young woman, about twenty years old, wearing a black tights, with a cold face and holding a long sword in her hand. The sword is flashing with cold light, and she seems ready to attack at any time.

"Disciples, listen to me!" The leader of the Demon Sect called out loudly, his voice like a huge bell, shaking the valley and echoing, "We come here today, vowing to destroy the Qingyun Sect in one fell swoop! All disciples, prepare to fight!"

"Yes!" Following his command, the disciples of the Demon Sect responded in unison, with such momentum that the atmosphere instantly became tense and oppressive.

Hundreds of Demon Sect disciples, all with ferocious looks on their faces and weapons in their hands flashing cold light, were ready for the upcoming bloody battle.

"Elder, what should we do?" Jiang Feng's voice trembled a little, and his heart was filled with anxiety.

The elder's face was solemn, but his eyes flashed with determination: "Qingyun Sect must not surrender! We must unite and resist the foreign enemies!"

"Yes!" A glimmer of fighting spirit ignited in Jiang Feng's heart. Although he knew that his strength was still weak, he was not willing to sit and wait for death.

"All disciples, assemble!" the elder shouted loudly, his voice was like a war drum, inspiring the disciples of Qingyun Sect.

Everyone gathered together, all with serious expressions, ready to face the upcoming challenge.

At this moment, the leader of the Demon Sect spoke again, his voice was ruthless and cold: "Disciples of the Qingyun Sect, today you will face a life-and-death test. If you don't want to die, surrender obediently, and perhaps I can spare your lives!"

"How dare you!" The elder shouted angrily, his eyes were like torches, staring directly at the leader of the Demon Sect, "The Qingyun Sect will never bow to you!"

“Hahaha!” The Demon Sect’s leader laughed loudly, his laughter revealing great arrogance and disdain. “Come on, today I want to see how capable your Qingyun Sect is!”

Following his command, the disciples of the Demon Sect rushed to the Qingyun Sect like a tide. The air was filled with tension, as if even time had stopped.

"Disciples, follow me and fight!" the elder shouted loudly, leading everyone to rush towards the disciples of the Demon Sect.

Jiang Feng followed closely behind, his fighting spirit ignited in his heart, determined to fight side by side with his companions from Qingyun Sect.

Just as the disciples of Qingyun Sect were about to clash with the army of Demon Sect, the leader of Qingyun Sect slowly walked out from the other side of the valley.

He was tall, with an old yet dignified face, silver hair, and a green robe embroidered with the Qingyun Sect's emblem - a green cloud, symbolizing loftiness and freedom.

The sect leader's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, revealing wisdom and determination. In his hand, he held a bamboo flute with a emerald green seal inlaid on the flute, which exuded a strong spiritual power.

Behind the sect leader, several elders followed closely, all with solemn expressions.

The most eye-catching among them are two people.

One of them was a thin old man, about seventy years old, with wrinkles all over his face, but his eyes were still bright.

In his hand, he held an ancient fan with green mountains and clear waters painted on it, as if telling the long history of Qingyun Sect.

Ling Yi was a young female elder, about thirty years old, wearing a white long dress, the hem of which fluttered in the wind, looking quiet and elegant. She had a pretty face and a determined light in her eyes, as if she was ready for the upcoming battle.

"Master, why is the Demon Sect invading so massively?" a middle-aged elder asked in a deep voice, worry evident in his voice.

The Sect Master frowned slightly, glanced at the Demon Sect's army in the distance, and said coldly: "They must have come here to seek revenge because of our previous conflict with the Demon Sect."

At this moment, the voice of the Demon Sect's leader sounded again, as if mocking the Qingyun Sect's incompetence: "Qingyun Sect, today you will receive due retribution for your crimes! You wantonly slaughtered my Demon Sect's monks, and today is the day you pay the price!"

The leader of Qingyun Sect snorted coldly, his eyes were like knives, and he looked directly at the leader of Demon Sect: "You Demon Sect have always committed many evil things. If you want to attack my Qingyun Sect today, you must be prepared to pay the price!"

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of Qingyun Sect were excited and their fighting spirit was ignited. The Sect Master held up the magic weapon and chanted a spell. The spiritual energy around him instantly gathered to form a powerful spiritual energy. The sect protection formation slowly appeared, like a curtain of light, wrapping Qingyun Sect inside.

The light curtain flashed with green light, and the defensive effect was amazing.

"Disciples, follow me and fight!" The sect leader's voice was like a huge bell, resounding throughout the entire valley, inspiring every disciple of Qingyun Sect.

Following the sect leader's order, the Qingyun Sect's disciples responded in unison, with great momentum, and rushed towards the Demon Sect's army.

The battle horn has been sounded, and the air is filled with tension, as if even time has stopped.

"Charge!" Jiang Feng shouted, his heart filled with excitement and determination. Holding the spiritual weapon in his hand, he rushed forward with many disciples.

He swept his eyes across the battlefield and saw that his companions all had resolute expressions on their faces.

When the Demon Sect's disciples saw that the leader of the Qingyun Sect had appeared, their momentum weakened a little, but then they were driven by fanatical hatred and rushed towards the Qingyun Sect like wolves and tigers.

The flames of battle were ignited in an instant, swords clashed, spiritual energy surged, and the entire valley instantly turned into a battlefield.

The leader of the Qingyun Sect and the leader of the Demon Sect were facing each other, their auras intertwined, as if brewing an earth-shattering showdown.

The magic weapon in the sect master's hand flashed with green light. As he moved, the surrounding spiritual energy surged like a tide, forming a powerful barrier to resist the attack of the Demon Sect's disciples.

"Disciples of Qingyun Sect, go all out!" The sect master's voice rang out again, like a war drum, inspiring every disciple of Qingyun Sect.

At this moment, Jiang Feng felt an invisible force, his fighting spirit ignited in his heart, and the spiritual weapon in his hand emitted a dazzling light.

The battle broke out in an instant, and the disciples of Qingyun Sect and the monks of Demon Sect were intertwined. Amidst the flashes of swords and the shadows of sabers, the collision of spiritual energy made a deafening sound.

Jiang Feng kept dodging during the battle, looking for opportunities to attack. The spiritual weapon in his hand was like a living thing, carrying him forward.

"Fight for Qingyun Sect!" Jiang Feng shouted in his heart. The spiritual weapon in his hand drew an arc and hit the shoulder of a disciple of the Demon Sect, knocking him down instantly.

The fighting blood boiled in his body, as if at this moment, he was not only fighting for himself, but also for the future of the entire sect.

At this moment, the leader of the Demon Sect and the leader of the Qingyun Sect finally started a fierce showdown.

The collision of spiritual energy between the two was like thunder, causing the surrounding rocks to collapse and the air was filled with a strong fighting spirit.

Under the leadership of their leader, the disciples of Qingyun Sect tried their best in a desperate battle with the monks of Demon Sect.

"Today, I want to let you know that Qingyun Sect will never surrender easily!" The leader of Qingyun Sect roared, and the magic weapon in his hand flashed a dazzling light.

The leader of Qingyun Sect had a solemn expression on his face, his eyes as sharp as lightning, staring at the leader of Demon Sect through the constantly interweaving swords and sabers.

He took a deep breath and chanted a spell in his mind. The green light of the magic weapon in his hand became brighter and brighter, as if responding to the anger in his heart.

In an instant, spiritual energy gathered around him like a tide, forming a powerful seal, ready to attack the enemy at any time.

"Disciples of Qingyun Sect, listen to my orders!" The sect leader's voice was like thunder, shaking the entire battlefield.

He raised the magic weapon high and chanted a spell. As his gestures changed, the surrounding spiritual energy began to rotate, forming a huge halo, like a huge green palm, pressing towards the disciples of the Demon Sect.

"Kill!" Following the order from the sect leader, the disciples of Qingyun Sect shouted in unison, their morale high, and they rushed towards the disciples of Demon Sect.

Jiang Feng was also among them, his heart full of fighting spirit, the spiritual weapon in his hand flashing with green light, as if responding to the call of the sect leader.

Behind the sect master, the power of the formation became stronger and stronger. As he continued to urge it, the spiritual energy condensed in the formation began to rise upwards, forming bolts of lightning, like a god descending from heaven.

The thunder circled in the air, flashing dazzling light, as if waiting for the sect master's order.

"Go!" The sect leader shouted loudly, and swung the magic weapon in his hand violently. Thunder poured down like a rainstorm, instantly covering a group of disciples of the Demon Sect.

The thunder rolled like an angry dragon, sweeping in with unparalleled power, striking down in an instant, hitting several disciples of the Demon Sect and turning them into ashes in a flash.

"Quick! Resist the attack from Qingyun Sect!" The leader of the Demon Sect roared, his face as gloomy as water.

Seeing his disciple being knocked down by thunder, he was extremely angry and immediately mobilized his spiritual energy to try to form a defense.

However, the leader of Qingyun Sect no longer gave him a chance to breathe. He kept waving the magic weapon in his hand, and thunder poured down like a rainstorm, heading straight for the leader of Demon Sect.

"Do you think you can stop me?" The leader of the Demon Sect smiled coldly. The black magic weapon in his hand flashed with strange light, blocking part of the thunder attack.

His figure was like a ghost, and he instantly appeared behind the leader of Qingyun Sect. He swung the magic weapon in his hand suddenly, with a black light, directly towards the leader's heart.

"Hmph!" The leader of Qingyun Sect snorted coldly, turned around instantly, and rushed forward with the magic weapon in his hand. The thunder and black light collided in the air, making a deafening sound.

The two forces intertwined in the air, forming a powerful air wave, which instantly knocked the surrounding Demon Sect disciples to the ground.

"Continue to activate the formation!" The sect master said secretly in his heart, raising the magic weapon in his hand again, the spell kept echoing in his mouth, and the surrounding spiritual energy gathered again to form an even more powerful thunder.

The thunder circled in the air like an angry dragon, ready to pour down at any time to kill more enemies.

Jiang Feng became more and more courageous in the battle, and he couldn't help but be excited when he saw the sect master activating the formation.

Every time he made a move, he could feel the spiritual energy in his body growing stronger, as if it was resonating with the power of the sect master.

"Fight for Qingyun Sect!" Jiang Feng shouted in his heart, and the spiritual weapon in his hand flashed with green light, as if responding to the sect master's call.

Each of his attacks was carried out with fearless courage, which inspired his companions and boosted their morale.

At this time, the confrontation between the leader of Qingyun Sect and the leader of Demon Sect became more and more intense. Thunder and black light intertwined in the air, forming dazzling light curtains.

The power of the two sect leaders was like two towering mountains, confronting each other, neither of them willing to give in.

The leader of the Demon Sect smiled coldly, and the light of the black magic weapon in his hand became stronger and stronger, as if brewing an even more powerful attack.

He looked around and saw his disciples falling one after another under the attack of Qingyun Sect. He could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and roared: "Kill them! At any cost!" (End of this chapter)