Immortality and Immortality: Liver Experience Begins in the Desert

Lang Nana took the opportunity to drive the fire snake to attack the joints of the monster. The fire snake rushed towards the joints of the monster like a flash of fire.

With the tacit cooperation of the three, the fire snake successfully hit the joint of the monster. A deep crack appeared on the monster's arm, and hot magma flowed out. A pungent smell filled the air.

The monster felt pain and let out a deafening roar. Its body began to swell wildly and its power became even stronger.

It waved its arms wildly, and the surrounding stone pillars were broken one after another. Huge rocks fell towards Jiang Qiong and others like raindrops.

Jiang Qiong and others dodged left and right, cleverly avoiding the attack of stones.

They knew that they could not continue to be in a stalemate like this and had to find a way to defeat the monster as soon as possible. Jiang Qiong suddenly had an idea and thought that the magic weapon they were casting might play a key role.

He quickly ran to the casting table and picked up the Star Sword which was not yet fully completed.

At this time, the long sword already contained powerful star power. Jiang Qiong injected all his spiritual power into the long sword, and the long sword shone brightly, like a newborn star.

Nan Fengxue and Lang Nana also understood Jiang Qiong's intention. They picked up their own magic weapons and rushed towards the monster with Jiang Qiong.

The three of them released the power of their magic weapons at the same time. The light of the Star Sword, the coldness of the Ice Shield and the flame of the Flame Spear intertwined together, forming an incomparably powerful force that rushed towards the monster like a comet.

The monster felt this deadly threat and tried to resist, but it was too late. The powerful force hit the monster, and the monster's body was instantly covered by light.

With a deafening roar, the monster's body began to collapse, turning into countless rock and metal fragments that scattered all over the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Jiang Qiong and others breathed a sigh of relief. They finally succeeded in defeating the monster guarding the palace.

At this time, the magic weapons in their hands were completely completed, and the powerful aura they exuded made the entire palace tremble.

After this fierce battle, all three were exhausted, but their faces were filled with the joy of victory.

They carefully put away the magic tools and began to explore other parts of the palace.

They discovered that deep in the palace, there was a huge treasure house filled with all kinds of precious magic weapons and secret books.

Jiang Qiong and others walked into the treasure house excitedly, their eyes illuminated by the light in the treasure house.

They gained many precious items, which not only greatly improved their strength, but also added immense confidence to their next adventure.

With a full harvest, Jiang Qiong, Nan Fengxue and Lang Nana left the mysterious palace for casting magical instruments.

They continued to move deeper into the valley. Although they didn't know what challenges and opportunities were waiting for them, they were not afraid.

Jiang Qiong, Nan Fengxue and Lang Nana, exuding the confident aura of having returned fully loaded from the mysterious palace, marched steadily and vigorously towards the depths of the valley.

The winding path under their feet was like a long snake that occasionally twisted its body in sleep, extending backwards as they moved forward.

The cliffs on both sides are towering into the clouds, as if they were towering barriers carefully carved and piled up by the great craftsman of nature with his powerful strength. Every texture tells of the vicissitudes of time.

After many days of arduous trekking through the deep valley, they finally successfully crossed this mysterious place that seemed to have been forgotten by time and stepped out of the valley.

The scene before them suddenly became clear, and a vast desert that looked like a golden ocean jumped into their eyes without reservation.

The scorching sun hangs high in the sky, pouring down endless light and heat without any hindrance. Every grain of sand seems to be endowed with life, sparkling under the caress of the sun. Layers of golden light flicker and jump, as if countless tiny stars are dancing on the sand.

Looking into the distance, the rolling sand dunes are like giant dragons sleeping in the long river of time, lying quietly on this vast land. They are huge, and their scales are shining vaguely in the sunlight, as if guarding the unknown secrets of this desert.

However, in this seemingly peaceful and calm desert, a thrilling crisis that could change the fate of many people is quietly brewing, like a poisonous snake hidden in the darkness.

Jiang Qiong and others had just stepped into the desert when a noisy and chaotic shouting, accompanied by the sound of fierce and brutal fighting, came faintly from afar, like sand and gravel blown by the wind, and penetrated into their ears.

They were startled and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a group of camel-riding bandits, like a surging black tide, aggressively attacking a group of tribal practitioners.

This group of sand bandits is huge in number, and a rough estimate is that there are more than a hundred of them.

Their clothes were in a mess, and most of them were tattered, as if they were pieced together from countless abandoned corners. Every piece of clothing was hung with all kinds of strange-shaped ornaments.

Some ornaments are carefully carved from animal bones. The rough but powerful carving lines exude a primitive and barbaric atmosphere, as if telling the glory of hunting in the past;
Some are inlaid with unknown gems, which sparkle with a strange and mysterious light under the sunlight, as if they are a mysterious gaze from another world, complementing the wildness of the sand bandits.

These bandits have been making a living in the desert for a long time. The scorching sun and harsh environment have already tanned their skin to a dark and rough state, like old leather that has been polished by time, and every wrinkle is filled with the vicissitudes and ferocity of the years.

Their eyes were full of greed and cruelty, a predatory nature that was deeply rooted in their bones. They were just like a group of hungry wolves that found their prey, flashing a chilling green light.

The camels under the crotch of the sand bandits are not ordinary breeds that carry goods for people in the desert, but a rare spiritual beast called "Flame Sand Camel".

Compared with ordinary camels, this type of Yansha camel is larger and stronger, like a moving hill. They are covered with a layer of hard scales, each scale is closely connected, and under the sunlight, it flashes a faint red halo, as if wearing a layer of armor forged by mysterious power, which is both solid and exudes a mysterious beauty.

Their humps stand tall like two majestic mountains. It is said that they store special energy that can resist the scorching heat of the desert. This energy is the key to the survival and reproduction of the desert camels in this harsh environment, supporting them to resist the scorching sun during the long desert journey.

The soles of the Yansha Camel are broad and thick, like two huge palm-leaf fans. It can move briskly on the soft sand at such a speed that it is astonishing. With every step, the raised dust seems to tell of its agility.

Moreover, they have amazing endurance and can travel long distances in the vast desert and go for days without food or water and still maintain plenty of physical strength.

What is even more frightening is that they can spit out high-temperature flames from their mouths. When the flames are ejected, it is like a tongue of fire that instantly devours everything in front of it, becoming a powerful helper for the sand bandits to run rampant and commit crimes in the desert.

On the other hand, there were about twenty tribal practitioners who were besieged. They all rode on a kind of small and flexible lizard called "Sand Lizard Beast".

This sand lizard has an agile body and can move quickly in the desert, like a black lightning, jumping and climbing between sand dunes with ease.

The costumes of the tribal practitioners have very distinctive ethnic characteristics, and the colorful fabrics are embroidered with various mysterious patterns.

These patterns are either winding or simple and rustic. Each one is a symbol of their tribal heritage that has been passed down for thousands of years. They carry a long history and profound cultural heritage, like a silent history book, telling the rise and fall, honor and disgrace of the tribe.

However, at this moment, their faces were filled with fear and despair, and their eyes revealed the fear of death and the desire for life.

It turned out that they were trapped in a powerful formation carefully set up by the sand bandits. This formation was like an invisible but tough net that bound them tightly.

No matter how they struggled or how they used the magic they mastered, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree. They could not break through the invisible shackles. They could only watch the bandits approaching step by step, and the shadow of death became increasingly heavy.

The sand bandits let out wild and creepy laughter that echoed in the empty desert like the roar of a devil, while they waved their weapons that were shining with cold light. The edges of the weapons seemed to be able to easily cut through the air, bringing a hint of chill.

They took heavy and firm steps, pressing closer and closer to the tribal practitioners.

The leading bandit was tall and burly, like a towering iron tower, with a face full of fat, as if he was a ball of dough that had been kneaded casually, and every muscle exuded brutal power.

He held a huge crescent-shaped scimitar in his hand. The blade was so cold that it seemed to be able to cut through the air, and the reflected light made people shudder.

He yelled in a hoarse but intimidating voice, "You little bastards from the tribe, today is the day you die! If you know what's best for you, hand over all the treasures on your body. Maybe I can give you a quick death. Otherwise, I will let you experience a life worse than death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he violently swung the huge crescent-shaped scimitar in his hand, and a sharp blade energy slashed towards the tribal practitioners like lightning. Wherever the blade energy passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a piercing sound, and instantly a shocking deep gully was drawn on the ground, as if the earth was torn open, and yellow sand continued to slide into the gully.

The tribal practitioners were unwilling to just sit there and wait for death, so they used their own magic to fight back.

Among them was an elderly practitioner with a firm look in his eyes. He was muttering something and making complex hand seals quickly with his hands. The changes in the hand seals were like the twinkling stars in the night sky, mysterious and powerful.

Suddenly, a solid shield made of yellow sand appeared in front of him. The sand grains on the surface of the shield were closely arranged, like countless loyal guards, steadily blocking the deadly sword energy.

The sword energy hit the shield, making a dull thud and splashing yellow sand, but the shield remained standing.

Other practitioners also displayed their magical powers. Some chanted spells and waved their hands quickly in the air, summoning sharp ice cones.

These ice cones shot towards the bandits like meteors, flashing cold light in the sun. Wherever they went, the bandits dodged. Some who were unable to dodge were hit by the ice cones and cried out in pain.
Some put their hands together, closed their eyes and concentrated, releasing strong winds, which swept over with a roar, trying to blow away the tight formation of the sand bandits. Wherever the strong wind passed, sand and dust filled the sky. The figures of the sand bandits were looming in the sand and dust, and their mounts, the Flame Sand Camels, were also blown to the point of being somewhat unstable.

However, the number of the sand bandits was large, and the constraints of the formation greatly weakened the strength of the tribal practitioners. Their resistance seemed somewhat powerless under the tide-like attack of the sand bandits. They were like a small boat swaying in a storm, in danger of being submerged at any time.

When Jiang Qiong witnessed this scene, the anger in his heart burned fiercely like a piece of dry wood that had been ignited.

He said to Nan Fengxue and Lang Nana without hesitation: "We must not stand by and watch them die. These sand bandits are too arrogant and domineering. What they did is intolerable!"

Nan Fengxue and Lang Nana looked at each other, their eyes revealing firm determination, as if two bright stars were shining on each other in the darkness.

They nodded at the same time without any hesitation. The three of them quickly gathered together, forming a small circle, and discussed in a low and anxious voice. Their eyes were shining with wisdom, and their thoughts were colliding rapidly. After a while, they worked out a rescue plan.

Jiang Qiong took the lead in attacking. He held the Star Sword in his hand, and the sword trembled slightly in his hand as if it had life.

He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body surged like a raging river. Every meridian was like a rushing stream, continuously transporting spiritual power to his arms.

The power of the stars instantly poured into the sword like a torrent, and the sword shone brightly, as if a bright star had descended to the earth. The light illuminated the surrounding sand and also dazzled the eyes of the sand bandits.

Jiang Qiong swung his sword violently, and a dazzling star-like sword energy whistled towards the sand bandits. Wherever the sword energy went, yellow sand splashed, as if it was being manipulated by an invisible giant hand, and the formation of the sand bandits was immediately broken into pieces.

Some weaker bandits were directly hit by the sword energy, which was like a sharp blade that instantly pierced their bodies. They screamed miserably and fell to the ground in pain. Their blood quickly dyed the surrounding yellow sand red, and shocking blood flowers spread on the sand.

Seeing this, Nan Fengxue immediately cast her ice magic. Her hands danced lightly like butterflies, her posture was graceful and full of power, as if she was dancing with the air. (End of this chapter)