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

In the depths of the Tianji Holy Land, under the shadow of the ancient tower, an unprecedented terrifying force is quietly brewing.

This power, called Blood Evil, is not born naturally, but is the result of the ancient pagoda's creatures collecting the sins and crystals of all living beings over countless years, and transforming them through a special ritual.

Blood Evil, this strange and evil existence, has the ability to arouse the most primitive desires in the heart of the monks. It can quickly amplify these desires and make the monks lost in endless desires.

The power of the Blood Evil was so hidden that when it first appeared, all the monks were unable to react in time.

The sky was filled with blood-red clouds, like a huge curtain that slowly opened up, revealing the hideous outline of the ancient tower.

The air was filled with a sweet smell of blood, which made people shudder.

The monks looked around vigilantly, only to find that their own strength seemed so insignificant in the face of this force.

Suddenly, rays of blood-red light shot out from the ancient tower, piercing through the monks' defenses like sharp arrows and directly entering their bodies.

These blood-colored lights are the embodiment of blood evil. They quickly spread within the bodies of the monks, arousing the darkest desires in everyone's heart.

The monks' eyes began to become confused, and expressions of struggle appeared on their faces, but soon, this struggle was replaced by a strange frenzy.

The power of blood evil raged in the bodies of the monks, and their bodies began to undergo strange changes.

Under the skin, blood vessels began to swell, like earthworms wriggling under the skin, and eventually burst, splattering blood everywhere.

Their faces became distorted, their eyes became bloodshot, and low roars came out of their mouths.

These former monks have now turned into hideous zombies.

The bodies of these zombies became abnormally hard, their skin took on a strange bluish-gray color, their nails became as sharp as knives, and sharp fangs grew in their mouths.

The most terrifying thing is that these zombies carry a strong corpse poison.

This corpse poison can be transmitted not only through blood, but also through saliva.

Once bitten by a zombie, even the most powerful monk will be infected by the corpse poison in an instant and turned into a new zombie.

The zombies let out terrifying roars. There was no light of reason in their eyes, only a desire for fresh flesh and blood.

They pounced on the Universe Monks with swift and brutal movements, and the Universe Monks were horrified to find that their spells and magic weapons had little effect on these zombies.

The zombies' skin is as hard as iron and cannot be penetrated by ordinary attacks.

Moreover, whenever zombies are attacked, their wounds will heal quickly, as if they are immortal.

The battle became extremely brutal, and the monks of the universe were defeated one after another.

They had to rely on teamwork, using formations and special magic weapons to fight the zombies.

However, the number of zombies was too large. They came like a tide, and more and more monks were infected and joined the ranks of zombies.

Long Ling stood at the front line of the battlefield, with a determined light flashing in his eyes. If a way to resolve the blood evil was not found quickly, the entire Tianji Holy Land would be in disaster.

He shouted orders to the monks, asking them to stay calm and look for the zombies' weaknesses.

"Don't confront the zombies head-on, their bodies are too hard! Use spells to attack their heads, which is their only weakness!" Long Ling's voice echoed over the battlefield, bringing a glimmer of hope to the monks.

The monks began to act according to Long Ling's instructions. They divided into groups and used their agile bodies to dodge the zombies' attacks while looking for opportunities to attack the zombies' heads.

The battle became more difficult, but gradually there was a turn for the better. Every time a zombie was hit in the head and fell down, its body would quickly turn into a pool of black pus, and the corpse poison would dissipate.

However, the power of the blood evil has not weakened because of this. In the ancient tower, an even more powerful blood evil force is brewing.

This power was purer and more evil than the previous one. It formed a huge blood-red vortex around the ancient tower. A heart-pounding roar came from the vortex, as if countless demons were about to rush out of it.

The expressions of Long Ling and others became solemn. They knew that the release of this power would bring about an even more terrible disaster.

They must find a way to seal the ancient tower as soon as possible, otherwise the entire universe will face a catastrophe.

Under the leadership of Long Ling, the monks began to look for the weakness of the ancient tower.

They found that there was a huge stone tablet at the bottom of the tower, with ancient words engraved on it. These words seemed to be related to the power of the blood evil.

Long Ling and others began to study these texts, hoping to find clues to the seal of the ancient tower.

At the same time, the battle on the battlefield continued, zombies continued to pour out, and the monks fought hard.

They used terrain and formations to continuously weaken the power of the zombies. Some monks even began to try using special elixirs and magic weapons, hoping to find a way to control the corpse poison.

During a fierce battle, a young monk was accidentally bitten by a zombie.

His body mutated rapidly, and the corpse poison spread rapidly throughout his body.

However, just as he was about to turn into a zombie, an elderly monk rushed up and used all his strength to force the corpse poison out of his body.

The young monk was saved, but his eyes were filled with fear and gratitude.

The battle lasted for days and nights. The monks were exhausted, but their will became stronger and stronger.

In the battle of the ancient tower in the Tianji Holy Land, the power of the blood evil spread like a plague, and the monks fell one after another. Their souls and bodies were unable to escape and were devoured by the power of the blood evil.

The mysterious powers of these fallen monks did not dissipate, but gathered together under the traction of the blood evil, forming an even more terrifying existence - the Zombie King.

The body of the Zombie King is formed by the souls of countless fallen monks. Its power is increasing rapidly, becoming stronger with every minute and every second.

Its body is as big as a mountain, its skin is a strange blue-gray color, and a terrifying mysterious red light bursts out from its entire body.

These red lights are not simply halos, but mysterious red corpse worms. They wriggle rapidly on the body of the Zombie King as if they were living creatures.

These red corpse worms, called blood evil corpse worms, are another manifestation of the blood evil power.

They feed on the soul and spirit, and their numbers multiply with every devour.

The Zombie King absorbed the annihilated soul and body and used it to become an incubator for the blood-killing corpse worms. Nourished by the Zombie King's soul power, they multiplied rapidly and formed an army of corpse worms that covered the sky and the sun.

The appearance of the blood-killing corpse worms plunged the entire battlefield into deeper panic.

Their large numbers were like a blood-red cloud that covered the sky and made the already dim battlefield even more eerie.

Although the blood-killing corpse worms are small in size, each one of them has extremely strong corrosive power. Their saliva and body fluids are highly toxic and can easily corrode the monks' magic weapons and armor, or even the monks' physical bodies.

Faced with this sudden army of corpse worms, the monks of the universe felt unprecedented fear.

They waved their magic weapons and cast powerful spells in an attempt to resist this horrific torrent. However, the blood-killing corpse worms had extremely strong vitality. Even if they were hit by spells, they were only temporarily repelled and would soon regroup and continue to attack the monks.

Long Ling stood at the front line of the battlefield, his eyes flashing with determination. If they didn't find a way to deal with the bloody corpse worms as soon as possible, the entire Tianji Holy Land would be in disaster. He loudly commanded the monks to stay calm and look for the weaknesses of the corpse worms.

"Don't engage in direct confrontation with the corpse worms, there are too many of them! Use fire and lightning spells, they are particularly effective against them!" Long Ling's voice echoed over the battlefield, bringing a glimmer of hope to the monks.

The monks began to act according to Long Ling's instructions. They divided into groups and used fire and lightning spells to attack the army of corpse worms.

The flames burned the bodies of the corpse worms, and the lightning directly penetrated their shells, causing the number of the corpse worm army to begin to decrease.

However, the blood-killing corpse worms reproduce extremely quickly, and their numbers seem to never be able to be completely reduced.

During the battle, a young monk was accidentally bitten by a blood-killing corpse worm.

His body mutated rapidly. His skin began to fester, his muscles began to atrophy, and his eyes flashed with madness.

His body began to emit a strange red light, and new blood-killing corpse worms began to hatch.

This young monk eventually joined the army of corpse worms and became one of them.

The expressions of Long Ling and others became solemn, knowing that the cruelty of this battle was far beyond their imagination.

In the battle of the ancient tower in the Tianji Holy Land, the horror of the blood-killing corpse worms had exceeded the imagination of the monks.

These tiny but deadly creatures swept across the battlefield like a torrent of death, leaving behind a dead silence and desolation.

Wherever the corpse worms pass, everything turns to dust and all traces of life are completely wiped out.

With the death of the Zombie King, the blood-killing corpse worms lost the source of their spiritual power, but they did not stop reproducing.

Instead, after a brief period of confusion, they began to look for new prey more frantically. The number of corpse worms increased at an alarming rate. They were like a blood-red storm, sweeping through every corner and attacking all life indiscriminately.

The monks were horrified to find that these corpse worms could not only corrode the flesh, but also devour the soul. Once surrounded by a swarm of corpse worms, even the most powerful monks could not escape the fate of being devoured.

The saliva of corpse worms contains an extremely corrosive substance that can quickly dissolve the monks' magic weapons and armor, and even their flesh.

Their sharp fangs can easily penetrate the cultivators' spirits and directly devour their souls.

Long Ling stood at the front line of the battlefield, with a determined look in his eyes.

He shouted orders to the monks, asking them to stay calm and find the corpse worms' weaknesses.

"We must find the source of the corpse worms and cut off their reproduction chain!" Long Ling's voice echoed over the battlefield, bringing a glimmer of hope to the monks. The monks began to act according to Long Ling's instructions, using fire and lightning spells to attack the army of corpse worms.

The flames burned the bodies of the corpse worms, and the lightning directly penetrated their shells, causing the number of the corpse worm army to begin to decrease.

However, the blood-killing corpse worms reproduce extremely quickly, and their numbers seem to never be able to be completely reduced.

The expressions of Long Ling and others became solemn, knowing that the cruelty of this battle was far beyond their imagination.

They must find a way to seal the ancient tower as soon as possible, otherwise the entire universe will face a catastrophe.

Meanwhile, the battle on the battlefield continued. Bloody evil corpse worms continued to pour out, and the monks fought hard to resist.

However, the disaster of corpse worms did not end there.

Deep within the ancient tower, an even more powerful bloody force is brewing.

This power is purer and more evil than before.

It formed a huge blood-red vortex around the ancient tower, and a heart-pounding roar came from the vortex, as if countless demons were about to rush out of it.

Long Ling and others stood at the front line of the battlefield, staring at the ancient tower.

Deep within the ancient tower, a suffocating evil aura is rapidly gathering.