Immortality and Immortality: Liver Experience Begins in the Desert

Lu Qiong's figure flashed, and he rushed towards the group of sand bandits like a black lightning. His speed was so fast that only a series of blurry footprints were left on the sand.

He displayed exquisite sword moves, with sword energy spreading everywhere. Wherever he went, the sand bandits screamed and fell to the ground.

His sword moves were unpredictable, sometimes like a snake emerging from a cave, stabbing the enemy's vital points swiftly and accurately;

Sometimes it was like a gust of wind sweeping away leaves, and wherever the sword wind passed, the weapons in the hands of the sand bandits were knocked away.

Hake and the warriors of the tribe were not to be outdone. They shouted, their voices resounding through the sky, and engaged in a fierce battle with the sand bandits.

Hake swung his battle axe, and each swing carried a tremendous force, repelling the approaching sand bandits and sand beasts.

The warriors of the tribe worked closely together, some holding shields to defend their companions from attacks;
Some took the opportunity to attack and inflict fatal blows on the sand bandits with the weapons in their hands.

Relying on their love for their homeland and their indomitable fighting spirit, they fought a desperate battle with the ferocious and brutal sand bandits. The shouts of killing and the sounds of weapons clashing on the battlefield were deafening.

The battle was extremely fierce, the sand bandits were numerous and fierce and brutal. They rode sand beasts and rushed around the battlefield like a black torrent, bringing great pressure to the warriors of the tribe.

Some warriors were hit by the sand bandits' weapons and fell to the ground injured, but they still gritted their teeth and struggled to stand up again and continue fighting.

However, inspired by Jiang Qiong, the warriors of the tribe were in high spirits and had no intention of retreating. They supported and cooperated with each other and held their positions with tenacious perseverance.

Jiang Qiong was like an unstoppable force among the sand bandits. His soft sword flashed with cold light, and every swing could take a life.

He skillfully avoided the attacks of the sand bandits, his movements as agile as a ghost.

At the same time, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, always looking for the location of the sand bandit leader.

Finally, he found that the sand bandit leader was hiding behind a group of sand bandits, directing the battle.

The bandit leader shouted loudly and waved his battle axe, trying to boost the morale of the bandits.

A cold light flashed in Jiang Qiong's eyes, like a shooting star across the night sky.

He concentrated all his spiritual power and focused all his strength on the sword.

He shouted loudly, his voice echoing throughout the entire battlefield. The soft sword in his hand seemed to be infused with endless life, shining brightly, and a layer of rich sword energy surrounded the sword.

He unleashed a powerful sword energy, which was like a dazzling blade of light, cutting through the sky and flying towards the sand bandit leader with a devastating momentum.

Wherever it passed, the air was instantly torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

When the sand bandit leader saw this, his face turned pale instantly and his heart was filled with fear.

He quickly raised his battle axe to block, however, Jiang Qiong's sword energy was too strong, and the battle axe broke instantly under the impact of the sword energy, like a fragile branch.

The leader of the sand bandits was also hit by the sword energy. He flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with unwillingness and despair.

When the sand bandits saw their leader being defeated, they immediately became thrown into disarray and their morale plummeted.

They began to flee in all directions, their original ferocious momentum completely gone.

The tribal warriors took the opportunity to launch a counterattack. They shouted and rushed towards the bandits like tigers descending from the mountains.

The sand bandits abandoned their weapons and fled in all directions. The tribal warriors took advantage of the situation and pursued them, driving them out of the tribal territory.

At the end of this battle, the tribe was victorious, but it also came at a cost.

Several warriors were seriously injured and lying on the ground. Some facilities in the tribe were also severely damaged, with tents burned and fences knocked down.

However, everyone was not discouraged by this, but became more united.

They knew that it was Jiang Qiong's heroic fighting and leadership that enabled them to successfully repel the sand bandits and protect the tribe's spiritual fields and homes.

After this battle, people in the tribe respected and appreciated Jiang Qiong even more.

They all said that Jiang Qiong has become an indispensable member of the tribe.

During the days she spent with the tribal people, Jiang Qiong also felt an unprecedented warmth and sense of belonging.

He decided to do his best to help the tribe become stronger before looking for a way to return to the Immortal Sect and reunite with his companions.

In the following days, Jiang Qiong and the people of the tribe began to rebuild the tribe.

They repaired damaged facilities, rebuilt tents and erected fences.

Jiang Qiong used her spiritual power to help the craftsmen carry heavy materials and speed up the restoration process.

At the same time, Jiang Qiong continued to help the development of Lingtian. He used his spiritual power to set up some simple and effective defensive formations for Lingtian.

These formations are centered around spirit crystals, and through the circulation of spiritual power, they form an invisible shield that can sense external intrusions and sound alarms. They can also attack approaching enemies to a certain extent to prevent the sand bandits from attacking again.

With the help of Jiang Qiong, the tribe gradually regained its former vitality and became more prosperous.

The spiritual medicines in the spiritual fields continued to thrive and their yields grew higher and higher.

The lives of people in the tribe are getting better and better. Children are running and playing happily in the tribe, and adults are enthusiastically engaged in various work.

They are full of hope for the future, and all of this is inseparable from Jiang Qiong's efforts. Jiang Qiong is also writing his own legendary story in this desert tribe, and his adventure journey has become more colorful because of this tribe.

As the tribe developed, Jiang Qiong discovered some strange phenomena.

In the desert surrounding the tribe, some mysterious lights often appear, flashing by at an extremely fast speed, like a meteor across the night sky.

The light is colorful, sometimes it is a cold blue light, sometimes it is a warm golden light, which is unpredictable.

He asked the people in the tribe, but everyone said they didn't know. They only said that this was a mysterious phenomenon in the desert that had existed for a long time. The older generation had only seen it occasionally, but no one had ever been able to figure out the mystery.

Jiang Qiong was full of curiosity. His strong desire for knowledge and spirit of exploration drove him to explore the source of these lights.

One day, Jiang Qiong said goodbye to the Hak family. Hak held Jiang Qiong's hand tightly, his eyes full of worry and concern:
"Brother Jiang Qiong, this trip into the deep desert is fraught with danger. You must be careful and return safely as soon as possible."

Jiang Qiong resolutely bid farewell to the Hake family, and with irrepressible curiosity and unswerving determination, she plunged into the vast desert that looked like a prehistoric monster.

At this time, the sun was high in the sky, casting its scorching light wantonly. The scorching sand underfoot was like burning charcoal. Every step I took was like sinking into it. The feeling of heat spread from the soles of my feet like a surging undercurrent, instantly spreading to my whole body.

The wild wind whistled miserably in his ears, carrying with it a sky full of yellow sand, like an invisible but tyrannical giant hand, trying to completely devour his slightly tiny figure.

However, Jiang Qiong's eyes were as sharp as torches, and his resolute gaze was always fixed on the direction where the mysterious light appeared. His steps were steady and firm, and he moved forward steadily step by step. His figure was thin in the wind and sand, but it revealed his determination.

After going through countless hardships and dangers, he finally found a strange entrance emitting a faint glow behind a towering sand dune.

The light at the entrance ripples gently like lively water waves, which is out of tune with the monotonous and silent desert environment. It seems like a portal to another world.

Jiang Qiong took a deep breath, trying to calm the nervousness and overflowing expectations in her heart, then raised her foot and stepped in resolutely.

In an instant, the sky was spinning and the earth was spinning, and his whole body seemed to be sucked into a vortex of time and space. When he finally managed to steady himself, a completely different, dreamlike world suddenly appeared before his eyes.

This is a mysterious secret place, surrounded by thick fog. A faint blue light can be seen in the fog. A deep and mysterious atmosphere permeates, as if every inch of air hides an ancient secret.

The ground is covered with strange crystals that sparkle with soft light and interweave with each other to form intricate patterns, like a mysterious chapter written by time, silently telling an ancient story.

In the distance, huge stone pillars rose from the ground and towered into the clouds. Various strange patterns were carved on the stone pillars, including monsters with bared fangs and claws, as if they were about to jump out at the next second;

There are mysterious runes that exude mysterious power, as well as some difficult to identify ancient symbols that reveal the vicissitudes of time. The whole space is filled with a strong historical atmosphere.

Jiang Qiong walked forward cautiously, taking every step with extreme caution, and vigilantly observing the surroundings. Suddenly, a subtle rustling sound came quietly from all directions, and the sound was getting closer and closer, as if countless invisible feet were approaching.

Then, countless pairs of green eyes flickered in the mist, as eerie and terrifying as ghost lights, sending chills down one's spine. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a group of densely packed, gigantic spider monsters.

The smallest of these spiders is the size of a washbasin. Their bodies are dark black, as if stained by the night. Their surface is covered with a layer of hard shell covered with sharp barbs, which flash a cold light under the faint blue light.

The eight slender legs are also covered with sharp spikes, which rub against each other when moving, making creepy sounds, as if playing a death melody.

Their mouthparts kept opening and closing, and green mucus flowed out. The mucus dripped onto the ground, instantly corroding small pits. A pungent stench spread, making people feel nauseous.

Jiang Qiong secretly estimated that there were at least hundreds of spiders, and they had surrounded him. The encirclement was shrinking and closing in. Just as he was about to draw his sword to fight, a larger spider slowly emerged from the fog.

This spider is more than two people tall, with a dark red body, just like a huge and strange ruby, emitting a terrifying light.

Its eyes are as big as fists, flashing with cruelty and cunning. The patterns on its back are like ancient totems, seeming to contain powerful forces that can destroy the world.

Jiang Qiong's heart suddenly trembled, and he realized keenly that this might be the Spider King.

The Spider King came to the front of the formation and let out a sharp hiss at Jiang Qiong. The sound was like a sharp blade cutting through the air, so sharp and piercing that it hurt Jiang Qiong's eardrums and made his head buzz.

Then, it waved its front limbs, sending out a series of strange signals, commanding the group of spiders to launch a fierce attack on Jiang Qiong.

In an instant, hundreds of spiders rushed over like a black tide. Some of them jumped high up, trying to pierce Jiang Qiong's body with their spikes.
Some quietly emerged from underground, attempting to launch a fatal sneak attack from behind;
Others sprayed sticky spider silk, trying to bind Jiang Qiong tightly and make him unable to move. Jiang Qiong quickly activated the spiritual power in his body, and the surging spiritual power surged like a raging river, and the soft sword in his hand was unsheathed with a "whoosh", and the sword body flashed with a cold light, just like the brightest star in the cold night.

His body was as fast as lightning, moving flexibly among the spiders. Every time he swung his soft sword, it brought up a sharp sword energy. Wherever the sword energy went, the spiders were cut in two. Green blood splattered out, leaving a mess on the ground.

However, there were too many spiders, one wave after another, seemingly endless. Jiang Qiong gradually felt overwhelmed, her arms became heavier, and her breathing became rapid.

At this moment, the Spider King suddenly launched a fatal attack. A stream of black smoke blew out of its mouth, and the smoke quickly spread like a black devil, instantly enveloping Jiang Qiong.

Jiang Qiong felt a black screen in front of his eyes, breathing became extremely difficult, and his body seemed to be filled with lead. It gradually became heavy, as if being pulled by an invisible but powerful force.

What's more terrifying is that he keenly felt that an evil consciousness was trying to break through his defenses and invade his sea of ​​consciousness, attempting to take over his body and occupy this body.

Jiang Qiong was shocked and instantly concentrated all his energy to protect his sea of ​​consciousness.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, he saw a dark red shadow rushing towards him with bared fangs and claws. It was the soul body of the Spider King.

The Spider King's soul body is even more hideous and terrifying than its real body. Its huge head is covered with twisted lines, and countless tentacles are waving wantonly in the air, emitting a disgusting breath. The entire sea of ​​consciousness seems to be polluted by this evil breath.

"Want to take over my body? That's wishful thinking!" Jiang Qiong roared, concentrating all his spiritual consciousness and engaging in a thrilling, life-and-death battle with the Spider King in his sea of ​​consciousness.

His spiritual consciousness transformed into a bright golden light and collided violently with the Spider King's dark red soul body. Every collision produced strong fluctuations, causing his sea of ​​consciousness to shake violently like the surface of the sea in a storm.

Jiang Qiong felt a splitting headache, as if countless steel needles were pricking him, but he gritted his teeth and persevered with his indomitable will, his eyes revealing determination and resoluteness.

The Spider King's soul was extremely powerful, constantly changing its form, sometimes transforming into a giant python, its body winding, trying to entangle Jiang Qiong's consciousness and crush it;
Sometimes it would split into countless small soul fragments, attacking Jiang Qiong from all directions like hidden weapons, making him unable to defend himself.

Jiang Qiong used various spiritual attack methods, and the sword energy and knife light crisscrossed in the sea of ​​consciousness, competing with the spider king's attack. In the flashing light, the entire sea of ​​consciousness seemed to have become a battlefield. (End of this chapter)