Immortality and Immortality: Liver Experience Begins in the Desert

Jiang Qiong suddenly threw the clam into the air and formed seals with his hands: "Use water as a formation and draw thunder as a soldier!"

The surrounding sea water instantly rolled back into a water wall hundreds of feet high. The purple clouds in the sky became increasingly dense, and lightning flashed among the clouds like the claws of an ancient giant beast.

However, the pirates did not sit still and wait for death. The one-eyed pirate laughed grimly, took out a bronze token engraved with skull patterns from his arms, and threw it into the air.

The token spun rapidly in the air, making a shrill scream. The blood-red runes on the seven pirate ships shone brightly. An evil force surged out from the runes and condensed into a huge black vortex above the sea.

There were bursts of ghostly howling sounds coming from the whirlpool, and countless ink-black tentacles stretched out from the whirlpool and grabbed towards Jiang Qiong's water wall.

Jiang Qiong's face was solemn, knowing full well that this was a counterattack by the pirates.

He quickly circulated his spiritual power and carved ancient water runes on the surface of the water wall. The runes glowed with a faint blue light and merged with the water wall to form a solid defensive barrier.

The pitch-black tentacles grabbed the water wall and were immediately burned by the rune light on the barrier, emitting a burning smell and were forced to retract.

But the Pirates did not give up.

On the pirate ship in the northwest corner, a hunchbacked old man was holding a bone staff and muttering to himself.

As he chanted the spell, a low vibration suddenly came from under the sea, and countless huge reefs rose from the bottom of the sea and smashed towards Jiang Qiong's ship.

Jiang Qiong's eyes flashed, and he swung the soft sword in his hand rapidly. The sword energy was so strong that it smashed the approaching reefs one by one.

At this moment, Jiang Qiong took the opportunity to carve the trajectory of Qingyao's spiritual energy when she was practicing the magic formula on the deck, and a blue beam of light suddenly rose from the ground.

When the spiritual clam fell into the center of the light column, the light of the night pearl formed a line with the lightning in the sky.

"Boom!" The first bolt of lightning struck the water formation above Jiang Qiong's head. The electric current flowed along the sea water towards the seven pirate ships.

The pirates raised their guns and fired in panic, and the bullets exploded on the water curtain. However, the power of the thunder was far beyond their imagination.

The pirate ship struck by the thunder shook violently, and the blood-colored runes on the ship began to twist and deform. Some weaker pirates were directly shocked by the residual power of the thunder and vomited blood and collapsed to the ground.

Seeing this, the one-eyed pirate's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. He removed the gears from the mechanical arm and injected his own blood into them, causing the gears to emit a strange red light.

He threw the gears towards the thunder, trying to block its attack.

The gears spun rapidly in the air, forming a red barrier that collided with the thunder.

For a moment, red light and electric light intertwined, and the huge explosion caused the sea waves to surge.

Jiang Qiong knew that he couldn't give the pirates a chance to breathe. He quickly changed the seals with his hands and shouted: "Water Dragon Lead!"

The sea water in the water wall instantly condensed into nine huge water dragons, roaring and rushing towards the pirate ship.

Wherever the water dragon passed, the sea water surged and formed huge whirlpools.

The pirates used various methods to resist. Some brandished weapons, trying to smash the water dragon; others set up defensive barriers on the ship.

But the water dragon was too powerful and easily broke through their defenses.

The water dragon hit the pirate ship, making a deafening noise. Cracks began to appear on the hull and seawater continued to pour in.

At the same time, Jiang Qiong controlled the thunder and let it continuously bombard the pirate ship.

The second and third heavenly thunders fell one after another, each carrying the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.

The pirate ship was gradually riddled with holes under the bombardment of thunder. The cabins with piles of scales were struck by lightning first, and the mysterious totem showed its complete form in the firelight - it turned out to be a giant dragon entrenched in the abyss.

The giant dragon totem seemed to come alive in the firelight. It opened its huge mouth and let out a deafening roar.

However, the pirates were already in danger and had no time to care about the changes in the totems. As the thunder continued to bombard the pirate ship, the rune array on the pirate ship began to backfire.

The blood-red light enveloped the pirates. They screamed miserably and their bodies were gradually swallowed by the blood-red light.

The mechanical tentacles twisted and deformed in the thunderstorm, the hydraulic device made a cracking sound under the heavy load, the puppet man's magic crystal exploded into pieces, and the splashing crystal chips fell into the sea of ​​fire like meteors.

The last pirate ship tried to escape, its sails bloated by the sea breeze until they were almost transparent.

Jiang Qiong threw out his soft sword and turned it into a chain, connecting the anchor to the water array. He mobilized all his spiritual power and triggered the last thunder.

Purple lightning pierced through the hull like a giant dragon, and the rune array on the deck backfired, dragging the pirates into a bloody vortex.

When the storm subsided, broken planks, glittering spirit stones, and several storage rings engraved with mysterious runes were floating on the sea.

Jiang Qiong, covered in blood, fished out the storage ring and found that in addition to spiritual stones and spiritual herbs, there was also an ancient book that recorded the "bloodline of the Jiao clan".

One of the pages had a scale pattern similar to Qingyao's, and a note next to it read: "This is a descendant of the ancient dragon. When its bloodline awakens, it needs to be suppressed with Lingyuan Algae, otherwise..." The handwriting at the back was stained by the sea water and could not be recognized.

He pocketed his spoils and suddenly felt dizzy.

The long period of time spent inducing heavenly thunder consumed a large amount of essence and blood, and the spiritual power in the body was almost exhausted.

Just as he was about to sail back, he saw a silver-blue beam of light rising from the sea level in the distance, exactly the same as the light that flashed in Qingyao's eyes when she took the medicine.

The salty sea breeze brushed across the cracked corners of Jiang Qiong's lips. He leaned against the broken side of the boat and slowly sat down. His knuckles turned white from excessive exertion.

The blood scabs that formed during the battle peeled off piece by piece under the erosion of the sea breeze, revealing the purple and blue scars underneath. Every breath felt like a blunt knife stirring in the chest.

The water-repellent beads in his arms suddenly felt hot, reminding him that the brutality of this naval battle was far from over.

Three storage rings glowed coldly in the palm of his hand, and the runes etched on the surface still retained the bloody scent of pirates.

Jiang Qiong bit his fingertips and dripped his blood onto the ring. The moment the spiritual power was injected into the wound, the chaotic space suddenly opened up in his mind. The first thing that came into view was a mountain of spiritual stones. The bluish-white top-grade spiritual stones were stacked like a tower. The surface of each spiritual stone was engraved with sea wave patterns, and a faint blue halo was flowing in the void.

These spirit stones had obviously undergone special rituals and were able to absorb spiritual energy several times faster than ordinary spirit stones. Jiang Qiong picked up one at random and discovered that a faint shadow of a dragon could be seen swimming inside the spirit stone.

He tried to inject spiritual power into it, and the patterns on the surface of the spirit stone suddenly lit up, turning into a spiritual spring that slowly flowed into his dantian. The dry meridians were instantly filled with a cool feeling.

The twelve bronze flags next to the spirit stone pile were particularly eye-catching. The flags were embroidered with a strange totem of half dragon and half human. A scarlet demon pill was embedded on the top of the flagpole, and it let out a low whimper as Jiang Qiong approached.

The moment he grasped the command flag, a biting chill spread along his palms, as if he was holding the skeleton of an ancient sea beast. The totem on the flag suddenly twisted, and countless tiny scales flashed in the blood, sending bursts of fishy and sweet smells.

When Jiang Qiong put the command flag in his arms, he unexpectedly discovered that there were densely packed small characters engraved on the back of the flag, recording an ancient formation called "Blood Dragon Locking Sky Formation", which required twelve demon pills as a guide and could imprison all living beings within a radius of ten miles.

The jade box in the corner glowed with a warm green light, and when it was opened, a fresh spiritual power rushed towards him. Three sea soul grasses stretched in the box, and the dew condensed on the leaves was as bright as stars, and each drop contained a powerful force that was enough to reshape the meridians.

Jiang Qiong's eyes narrowed. This was the main ingredient for refining the "Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill". Even a Jindan-stage cultivator would be jealous upon seeing it.

The animal skin book pressed under the jade box made his heart beat faster. The three words "Jiaoyuan Dian" embroidered with gold thread were slightly hot in the air. When he opened the book, the falling silver scales perfectly matched the patterns on Qingyao's body. Key sentences such as "Jiaoyan Awakening" and "Bloodline Restriction" could be vaguely seen between the yellowed pages.

He flipped through it carefully and found that it recorded the secret cultivation methods of the ancient Jiao clan, as well as how to use Lingyuan Algae to suppress the runaway blood. However, the latter half was corroded by sea water and was difficult to recognize.

Inside the second storage ring, a dark blue short blade exuded a breathtaking light. The blade was covered with fine vortex patterns, and the black round bead on the handle continuously emitted black mist.

When Jiang Qiong injected spiritual power into it, the round bead instantly burst out with a dazzling blue light, and the ancient rune "Soul Devouring" flowed on the blade, and a cold suction force rushed straight to the top of the soul along the meridians.

He quickly withdrew his spiritual power and cold sweat dripped down his face - this was clearly an evil weapon that could devour the soul of a cultivator. If he was not careful, he would be devoured and turned into a dried corpse.

The dozen or so medicine bottles nearby also looked strange. The bottles were engraved with "Huiyuan Dan" and "Xue Ning San", but the dark purple stains on the mouths of the bottles were slowly wriggling, as if they had life.

Jiang Qiong carefully opened one of the bottles, and a pungent stench of decay hit her in the face. The pill, which should have been crystal clear, had now turned as black as ink, with tiny worm-like patterns crawling all over its surface.

In the last ring, the moment the torn ancient scroll unfolded, Jiang Qiong's pupils suddenly shrank.

A complex seabed topography map was drawn on the yellowed parchment, with countless mysterious symbols marking unknown waters. The words "Jiaochao" were circled heavily in cinnabar.

The small characters "Lingyuan Algae Born in" on the edge of the ancient scroll were blurred by the sea water and were difficult to recognize. The surface of the bronze compass was engraved with star tracks, exactly the same as the blood-red runes on the pirate ship. The needle always pointed to the southeast. As Jiang Qiong watched, the disk suddenly lit up with a faint blue light, projecting a translucent outline of the ancient city in the void.

He found a line of small words engraved on the back of the compass: "Dragon seekers should walk against the scales and stop only when they see blood." The handwriting was simple and vigorous, revealing a mysterious aura.

Jiang Qiong put the treasure in his arms, and the injuries in his body suddenly worsened. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, staining the deck red.

Too much blood and essence was consumed in inducing the heavenly thunder. At this moment, his meridians felt as if they were burned by fire, and only one tenth of his spiritual power remained.

He forced himself to start the boat and slowly sailed towards the sect. As night fell, a strange purple light appeared on the sea, and a low roar came from the distance, like the breathing of a giant beast.

"Sea explosion!" Jiang Qiong's face suddenly changed. A black water wall several dozen feet high was pressing down with overwhelming force. Countless sea beast corpses were floating in the surging sea water. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and purple lightning was scurrying around like a poisonous snake.

According to legend, a sea explosion is a strange phenomenon that only occurs when a secret underwater realm is opened, accompanied by turbulence that is powerful enough to tear apart space.

He immediately took out twelve bronze flags and inserted them into the side of the ship according to the five elements.

As soon as the command flag touched the ground, the scarlet demon pill began to frantically absorb the surrounding spiritual energy. The totem on the flag let out a series of low roars and turned into twelve phantoms circling in the air.

However, the power of the sea explosion was far beyond imagination. The black water wall, carrying an aura of destruction, came crashing down and the ship was instantly swallowed up.

Jiang Qiong only felt a huge force coming at him, and the whole person was swept into the turbulent current, and his consciousness gradually became blurred in the severe pain.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Qiong woke up in the biting cold. The scene before him made him hold his breath: deep under the sea, a huge ancient city was emitting a faint blue light, the city walls were made of glowing crystals, and above the city gate was a huge dragon shadow, exactly the same as the totem on the pirate ship.

Around the ancient city, glowing seaweed swayed with the water flow, among which floated various strange magical instruments and skeletons, some of which still had lingering spiritual fluctuations.

The water-repellent beads in his arms suddenly burst into dazzling light, and a mysterious force pulled him towards the center of the ancient city. Passing through the archway covered with runes, a huge altar appeared before his eyes.

In the center of the altar, a Lingyuan algae emitting soft silver light swayed in the pool of dark blue light, and each leaf flowed with star-like brilliance.

Just as Jiang Qiong was about to get closer, a blood-red light suddenly lit up around the altar. Countless black tentacles broke out of the ground and instantly wrapped around him.

"Hand over the spiritual clam!" A hoarse voice exploded in his mind.

Above the altar, a monster with a human upper body and a dragon tail in the lower body slowly emerged, and the blood-red gem on its forehead exuded a frightening pressure.

The monster's eyes flashed with greed and madness, staring at the clam in Jiang Qiong's arms, saliva dripping from its mouth, corroding the ground with bursts of white smoke. Its dragon tail swung gently, and the surrounding seawater immediately formed a huge whirlpool, squeezing Jiang Qiong tighter and tighter.

Jiang Qiong endured the severe pain brought by the tentacles and used the Qianyan technique to try to break free.

However, the impact of the sea explosion caused his spiritual power to become disordered, and every time he exerted force, it affected the injuries in his body.

The monster laughed wildly upon seeing this, the blood gem shone brightly, the altar runes began to operate in reverse, and the powerful suction force slowly pulled the spirit clam out of Jiang Qiong's arms.

At the critical moment, Jiang Qiong suddenly remembered the Soul-Devouring Sword in the storage ring, gritted his teeth and injected his spiritual power into it.

The moment the Soul-Devouring Sword was unsheathed, the pitch-black round bead frantically devoured the surrounding spiritual energy, and countless tiny spiritual tentacles emerged from the vortex patterns on the sword and coiled around the monster.

The monster obviously didn't expect Jiang Qiong to have such a method. It let out an angry roar, and slammed the ground with its tail. The altar shook violently, and ripples appeared in the light pool where the Lingyuan algae was located.

Jiang Qiong took the opportunity to mobilize the remaining spiritual power in his body and injected it into the Soul-Devouring Sword. The blade suddenly grew three feet in size and slashed towards the monster's blood gem.

A trace of fear flashed in the monster's eyes, and it quickly controlled its tentacles to block it. The pitch-black tentacles intertwined in the air to form a giant net, trying to block the sharp edge of the Soul Devouring Knife.

However, wherever the Soul Devouring Blade passed, the tentacles were devoured one after another, turning into wisps of black mist that dissipated in the air. (End of this chapter)