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Chapter 240: Strange Nematode Creatures at the Bottom of Xuanwu River

A few days later, Qin Jiang stood on a rock by the Xuanwu River with a fishing rod in his hand.

Looking at the Xuanwu River, it is called a river, but due to its extremely wide width, it looks almost like the sea.

The Xuanwu River is very mysterious, shrouded in a strange power that isolates his perception.

He also went fishing from time to time these days, but he only caught river fish, not the ancient artifacts he wanted.

Compared to Uncle Wang, his skills are still far behind.

After putting away his fishing rod, he decided to go and take a look himself. Fishing like this would be too slow.

Looking at the panel, the total number of potential points has exceeded 50,000.

These days he asked Saint Lord Lingxuan to collect antiques and old items. Since the Lord of a holy land has given the order personally, the efficiency is still very high.

However, Lingxuan Immortal City is still too big, and only less than half of the quantity was collected in a few days.

Overall, the total number of potential points in Lingxuan Immortal City is about 100,000.

Of course, this is also because Lingxuan Immortal City is one of the oldest immortal cities, so it has so many potential points.

Other ordinary immortal cities, such as Changsheng Immortal City, do not have such a profound foundation.

However, on average, one fairy city has about 80,000 people, and all the fairy cities together have close to 6 million people.

If we include the sacred cities of various sects, the total number should exceed tens of millions.

After collecting potential points in Lingxuan Immortal City, he will head to the ruins of the Nine Lights Immortal King.

At that time, I will visit Linglong Daotu and collect some potential points, and then go to the Emperor's Dynasty to borrow the Immortal King Sutra.

I don’t know how this Immortal King Sutra compares to the Tao Te Ching from his previous life.

Without thinking any more, he jumped down and plunged into the water with a splash.

"Fuck! Someone jumped into the river!"

"Quick! Quick! Photo Stone! Photo Stone! It's going to be on the headlines!"

In the Xuanwu River, Qin Jiang's body sank and descended about a hundred meters. The fish around him gradually grew from less than one meter to nearly three or five meters, and gradually showed carnivorous characteristics.

When diving to about 700 meters, the sunlight could hardly shine through, and giant carnivorous fish nearly 30 meters in length were swimming around.

But the strange thing is that although their size is huge, exceeding the level of some demon kings, they have no intelligence at all.

Moreover, in terms of strength, he is far inferior to the Demon King, and is even no stronger than some big herbivorous demons.

However, he also discovered that although the shapes of these strange fish were weird, they were all different.

But they all have the same characteristic, that is, there is a piece of red scale growing between their eyebrows, and a red silk thread grows from the center of the scale, constantly twisting their bodies.

This reminded him of the skeleton worms in the ruins of the Nine Lights Immortal King, which also had the same red silk-like insects growing on them.

No, they cannot be called bugs. These red silk threads are not living things, but parts of these strange fish.

After hesitating for a moment, he grabbed a few thousand strange fish, compressed them and put them into the different space.

The surrounding waters were empty and he continued to dive downwards.

We descended nearly three thousand meters again. The surroundings were dead silent and dark. Occasionally, giant snake-like creatures swam through the darkness, which should be more than a hundred meters in size.

With a casual grab, the force of space surged, compressing a strange snake into the size of an earthworm.

Not surprisingly, there was a red thread between the eyebrows of this strange snake, twisting unconsciously.

It is hard to imagine that a river in a fairy city would have such a deep riverbed.

There are also all kinds of weird and irrational creatures growing here.

The most amazing thing is that there is a natural formation under the water, which even ordinary formation masters may not be able to break. If he did not have the power comparable to that of an immortal, he would probably find it difficult to penetrate this area of ​​water.

Suddenly, he looked down and saw a faint light with a faint blue color.

Diving towards the light, I soon saw the light source clearly.

It was an underwater altar, covered by a blue light that blocked off the river water.

Continuing to descend, just when he was about to reach the destination, the surrounding river water suddenly surged, and a bloody mouth pounced towards him to bite.

The sharp teeth were like bone needles as thick as fingers, densely packed and pale in color. The scarlet forked tongue looked somewhat enchanting under the blue light.

The next moment, Qin Jiang raised his hand and clenched his fist slightly, and the terrifying giant monster was compressed to the size of an earthworm.

It was a dragon with a pair of horns, with red silk threads twisting between its eyebrows, and fine red lines on all its black scales. At first glance, it looked like a small snake entangled in a red silk net.

Qin Jiang looked at the dragon in his hand. Its size was over a kilometer long and its aura was very strong, almost reaching the level of a mid-level True Immortal.

Their size is commensurate with their strength, and they are far beyond the reach of those strange fish and snakes in the upper waters.

He stared at the silk threads, which seemed to be moving like living things and did not seem to be one with the dragon.

After careful investigation, he found that these red threads were not only covering the surface, but there were also densely packed red threads inside the dragon's body, and its brain was completely wrapped in red threads.

This is completely a corpse controlled by the red line.

No, it's not accurate to call it a corpse. This dragon still retains all the characteristics of a living thing, even its physical instincts still exist, but it has lost the consciousness of self-recognition.

On an animal level, it is still alive.

But this is exactly what is most puzzling. It cannot be said to be controlled. The dragon is acting on instinct.

But it is obviously not symbiosis, as these red lines suppressed the immortal consciousness that should have been born in the dragon.

After pondering for a moment, he put away the dragon and entered the blue light shield.

Landing on the altar, he looked at the statue on the altar, which was about ten meters tall and was a human-shaped statue. He held a tortoise shell in his left hand and a snake was coiled on his right arm.

He walked closer and placed his right hand on it. A cool air flow rushed into his body and at the same time the altar began to vibrate violently.

He ignored it and released his power to forcibly suppress the altar. After a few breaths, he withdrew his hand and the altar stopped shaking.

Looking at the panel, [Potential Points: 92520.6]

Nearly 40,000 potential points were added. I don’t know what this altar was used for in ancient times, and what the identity of this statue is.

"Shh!"

A green light flashed, and a figure appeared in front of the altar, with his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, revealing the pressure of the Holy Lord.

However, the moment he saw Qin Jiang clearly, all the pressure disappeared instantly and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It turns out to be the Immortal Lord." Holy Lord Lingxuan spoke.

"Holy Lord, what are you doing?" Qin Jiang asked.

Saint Lord Lingxuan did not say anything, but took out a piece of tortoise shell from his arms and poured his immortal power into it. Suddenly, a green light became brighter, illuminating the surrounding waters.

"Please look, Immortal Lord."

Qin Jiang looked outside the altar and saw that the surrounding waters were surrounded by dragons with pale eyes, almost filling up all the waters.

The weakest among them is comparable to a true god, and some of them even exude dragon power comparable to that of a half-step holy lord.

In the cracks of these dragons, worms like red silk threads were twisting their bodies, looking very disgusting.

He looked carefully and found that these nematodes were not individual individuals, but were connected to the dragons, growing out from the red lines on the scales.

(End of this chapter)