Reborn as a snake, creating a magic method in the real world

As the dragon spirit's magical power surged, the power of the white bone image began to emerge.

The entire space around the five-colored altar seemed to be shaking.

A dark moon slowly rose from behind the white bone image, and the silver moonlight filled the entire space, accompanied by countless silver runes flying in the air, like a group of elves jumping in the air, flashing dazzling light.

These runes are ancient and mysterious, each of which contains unfathomable power. They rotate around the white bone image, forming mysterious patterns of creation.

Those patterns are so strange and beautiful that people can't help but be intoxicated by them.

All the monks present were deeply shocked by this scene. They had never seen such a spectacular sight.

The white bone image was not only a symbol of power, but also a sacred existence that was beyond their cognition.

The majesty and grandeur of the white bone image made everyone feel insignificant, and at the same time aroused their deep desire and awe for power.

An indescribable feeling surged in the hearts of all the monks present. It was not only a reverence for power, but also a yearning to transcend the world and approach the great Dao.

Looking at the white bones, they seemed to see a road leading to a higher realm. Although it was far away, it was full of hope and possibility.

At this moment, the minds of these monks were shocked like never before, and they deeply realized the power and unfathomable depth of the Dragon Spirit.

Many cultivators began to suppress the throbbing in their hearts, and even began to speculate about Long Ling's origins and why he possessed such omnipotent means.

Some cultivators discussed privately, trying to find clues from Long Ling's performance and abilities.

"Do you think Lord Long Ling is from an ancient sect?"

A young monk asked in a low voice, his eyes full of curiosity.

He would not believe that Long Ling was really the guardian of this ancient divine sect.

Because the Ancient God Sect is a very strange sect. The more powerful the cultivator is, the larger his body is. This is a manifestation of extreme physical training, but Long Ling and others do not have this.

Another elderly monk from a mysterious force shook his head and said, “No, I think Master Long Ling’s methods are extraordinary and cannot be cultivated by ordinary sects.

Maybe he is a descendant of the legendary ancient queen!"

There was a hint of awe and mystery in the monk's voice.

“Descendants of the ancient queen of the human race?

How can this be! "

A female monk nearby couldn't help but interrupt and said.

“Although Lord Long Ling is powerful, the more powerful the bloodline of the ancient queen’s descendants is, the less likely they are to appear in the world of cultivation!”

There were cultivators from a mysterious and powerful force communicating with each other again. These people knew a lot of secrets and could see through many things.

Sometimes they themselves would use methods like Long Ling to hide their identities.

However, Long Ling was exaggerating too much this time, saying that he was a descendant of the Ancient God Sect. It was obvious that he had not conducted a thorough research on this mysterious sect.

……

The discussions among many monks with profound backgrounds gradually became heated, and they were full of various speculations and imaginations about the forces hidden behind Long Ling.

Some people think that Long Ling may have inherited some ancient heritage, while others think that he may be the heir of a hidden family.

But no matter what, they all agreed on one point - Long Ling was by no means an ordinary cultivator, and Long Ling's identity and origin must be extraordinary.

Rumble, earth-shattering thunder suddenly exploded in the air.

The fusion of dragon spirit and white bone Dharma image demonstrated an extraordinary power and mysterious aura, which directly led to strange phenomena in heaven and earth.

Under the cover of this power, Long Ling slowly spoke, and his voice seemed to contain endless wisdom and power.

"Everyone, there is no need to panic about the unborn child."

Long Ling said calmly.

“I have long been aware of the disaster of the alien fetus you have suffered.

Now, I will relieve you of this unnecessary suffering."

When the monks heard Long Ling's words, a glimmer of hope emerged in their hearts.

They looked at Long Ling, their eyes full of expectation and trust.

Long Ling continued, “Although this alien fetus is strange and unpredictable, it is not unsolvable.

The white bone image of this seat contains the power of purification, which is enough to expel this disaster from your body."

The monks looked at each other. Although they still had doubts in their hearts, when they saw Long Ling's calm demeanor, they gradually calmed down.

"However, this power of purification cannot be exerted easily." Long Ling's tone became serious, "I need you to put aside your fear and resistance and trust me completely, so that the power of purification can be exerted to its fullest."

The monks were silent for a moment, and finally nodded, indicating that they were willing to believe Long Ling.

They knew that they had no choice but to trust Long Ling, after all, their souls were in the other party's hands.

Upon seeing this, Long Ling nodded slightly, then formed seals with his hands and began to exert the power of purification.

The white bone Dharma image responded, emitting soft and powerful rays of light, enveloping the monks one by one.

Under the illumination of this light, the monks felt that the power of the alien life fetus in their bodies began to gradually dissipate.

Their bodies and minds were purified and soothed like never before.

As the purification progressed, the monks' bodies gradually returned to normal and they felt an indescribable sense of relief and pleasure.

When the last bit of the alien fetus' power was expelled from the body, the monks couldn't help but cheer.

These monks looked at Long Ling, their hearts filled with gratitude and respect.

With his omnipotent means, Long Ling saved them from the disaster and gave them a new life.

In this fight against the alien life fetus, Long Ling not only demonstrated his powerful strength, but also won the trust and respect of everyone.

Through Long Ling's methods this time, the monks became even more curious and awed about the power behind Long Ling.

They guessed that the power represented by the dragon spirit must be an extremely mysterious and powerful existence.

Seeing that the time had come, Long Ling signaled to Heifeng.

Heifeng then issued an order to the cultivators present: "Listen carefully, now all of you, immediately crush the jade slips in your hands and lure the other cultivators in the Ancient God Sect here." This order made the cultivators, who were already in a disadvantaged position, feel a little uneasy, but facing the powerful pressure from Long Ling and Heifeng, they did not say anything.

The monks knew that the destruction of the jade slip would lead more of their companions into this unknown danger, but at this moment they could only act according to Heifeng's orders.

As the jade slips were crushed, rays of light flew out from the medicine field and spread to every corner of the mysterious jungle of the Ancient God Sect.

It was like an invisible tentacle, drawing more monks into the vortex of this conspiracy.

Heifeng's order was cold and direct, knowing that crushing the jade slip would attract more cultivators, which would add more variables and power to their plan.

Long Ling was observing all this in secret, his wise eyes revealing his anticipation for the upcoming monk.

All these developments are under his control.

As time goes by, more monks will be attracted by the light of these communications. Either out of curiosity or out of greed for treasures, they will step into this misty space.

What awaits them is an unknown fate and a carefully laid trap.

Under the orders of Long Ling and Hei Feng, although some monks were dissatisfied, most of them did not seem to have much choice in the face of strong pressure.

However, at this moment, a courageous monk stood up, expressed dissatisfaction with Long Ling's decision, and began to refute it.

"Lord Long Ling, you asked us to crush the jade slip and lure our companions here. I'm afraid this is not appropriate."

The monk said angrily.

"Boss, this cultivator has some reputation in the world of cultivation in the universe. He comes from the Chonglou of the Golden Mansion of the Universe, and is known as Zhenren Wansheng." At this time, Qingyun came to the side of Long Ling and told Long Ling the origin of the cultivator in a voice transmission.

The voice of Master Wansheng echoed in the surrounding space, and his words revealed his anger at Long Ling's methods.

Long Ling smiled slightly, as if he had expected this rebuttal, and responded calmly: "Master Wansheng, what do you think?

Shouldn't we use every available resource?"

Master Wansheng took a deep breath, and then said firmly: “It is important to use resources, but we cannot sacrifice the lives and trust of our fellow practitioners.

We cultivators should put integrity and morality first and should not use such means to achieve our goals."

His words are full of insistence on morality and ethics.

Heifeng added coldly, "Master Wansheng, your idea is too naive.

In this world where the strong prey on the weak, only the strong can survive.

If you do not follow orders, you are our enemy."

Master Wansheng was not afraid at all, he looked directly at Long Ling and Hei Feng and said, “Even so, I cannot go against my conscience.

If this is the price of becoming a strong person, then I would rather choose a different path."

The monks around began to whisper, and Master Wansheng's words seemed to have touched the hearts of some of the monks.

Some monks began to reflect on whether they should really obey orders unconditionally and sacrifice their principles and the safety of their companions.

This sudden situation made the atmosphere on the scene tense.

When Long Ling and Hei Feng faced the rebuttal from Master Wan Sheng, there was a hint of surprise in their eyes, as if they had not expected that there would be a cultivator who would dare to stand up and question their decision under such pressure.

When Heifeng saw Master Wansheng openly resisting, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Without further ado, he used his powerful magic power to control the soul of Master Wansheng and unleashed his cruel methods.

Under the influence of Black Wind's magical power, Master Wansheng's soul seemed to be entangled by countless invisible threads and began to suffer ruthless pulling and twisting.

This kind of direct destruction to the soul is far more severe and unbearable than physical pain.

Master Wansheng's face instantly became distorted, blood began to ooze out of his seven orifices, his body twitched violently on the ground, and he let out a heart-wrenching scream.

This scene made the monks watching on the scene feel unprecedented fear. They had never seen such cruel destruction of souls.

When the other monks who had objections saw the miserable state of Master Wansheng, the courage in their hearts was instantly shattered.

They began to feel frightened and knelt down to beg for mercy.

"Lord Long Ling, please forgive us. We know we were wrong. Please don't treat us like this!"

A monk cried, his voice filled with despair and fear.

"We are willing to obey and do anything, just ask you to let us go!"

Another monk also hurried to express his loyalty, his eyes full of pleading.

Long Ling watched all this coldly. He knew that fear was one of the most effective means to control people's hearts.

His voice was like the cold wind in winter, cold and biting.

"Are you scared now?

It’s not too late!

As long as you are obedient, I will not make things difficult for you."

Hei Feng also stopped destroying the soul of Master Wan Sheng. He looked at the monks who were kneeling on the ground begging for mercy and snorted coldly: "You guys are smart. If there is a next time, it won't be so simple."

Under the pressure of Long Ling and Hei Feng, the monks completely gave up resistance.

They began to follow Long Ling's instructions, crushing the jade slips in their hands and leading more companions into this dangerous situation.

Although his heart was filled with guilt and uneasiness, facing such a powerful opponent, he had no choice.

The atmosphere around the five-colored altar became heavy and depressing. There was no more light in the monks' eyes, only fear and resignation to an unknown fate.

Long Ling and Hei Feng looked at these monks with satisfaction.

The monks were filled with anxiety and worry, and their eyes revealed confusion and fear about the future.

This is exactly the effect that Long Ling and Hei Feng want. Only by instilling fear can these people quickly obey.

“It’s really one wave after another.

Having just escaped the threat of the alien fetus, I now fall into the control of Lord Long Ling."

A monk sighed, his voice revealing deep helplessness.

Another monk shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Yes, I thought I could find an opportunity for a breakthrough here, but I didn't expect to fall into a bigger predicament.

I don’t know if we still have a future after joining Lord Long Ling.”

"future?"

A nun nearby sneered, "We don't even have freedom now, so what future can we talk about?

We can only take it one step at a time. I hope Lord Long Ling can keep his promise and not be too harsh on us."

Many monks were talking about this, lamenting their own misfortune and the fickleness of fate.

They knew in their hearts that although they were temporarily free from physical pain, the mental shackles were even heavier.

"There's no need to be too pessimistic."

An elderly monk said, “Although Lord Long Ling’s methods are tough, they are also for a certain purpose.

As long as we cooperate well, there may be hope.”

"Transfer?"

A young monk said with a bitter face, "Now even our own souls are being controlled. How can we turn things around?"

The older monk smiled and said, “Everything depends on human effort.

As long as we don’t give up hope, we will find a way out.”

The elder monk's words also brought a little comfort to everyone. They knew that facing the powerful dragon spirit and their souls being controlled, this was the only way they could do now.

In the dark, Long Ling and Hei Feng looked at each other and saw a hint of satisfaction in each other's eyes.

They knew that these monks had been completely under their control and had become pawns to realize their plans.

"These monks will lure more monks into the illusion in the white mist, and then they can not only obtain the ancient symbols on those people, but also use them for their own benefit.

When I am born, I will lead the army of monks directly. Even the descendants of the Queen of Humanity will not be able to compete with us.

The boss is really tall!" Heifeng said excitedly.

Long Ling nodded slightly: "This is expected.

Next, how should we use these monks?"

"Let's observe for a while to see if they are truly loyal.

Then, we will gradually implement the corresponding plans according to the situation.”

Heifeng nodded, and their conversation revealed strong confidence and foresight.

They believe that if they are properly controlled, these monks will become an important force in achieving their goals.

Although the conquered monks were full of doubts and anxieties in their hearts, they could only take one step at a time.