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

In the depths of the Tianji Holy Land, the shadow of the ancient tower is like a huge curtain, covering this mysterious land.

After a series of hard battles, Long Ling and his companions finally met up with the monks of Qiguang Temple in a hidden valley.

In the valley, ancient trees stand tall and streams gurgle. Amidst the peace, there hides an impending storm.

Long Ling has been through hundreds of battles, his eyes reveal determination and wisdom, his clothes are stained with traces of battle, but his spirit is still vigorous.

Opposite him was an elderly monk wearing a simple robe and holding a nine-ring staff. He was Master Huiguang, the abbot of Qiguang Temple.

There was a deep light shining in his eyes, as if he could see through all the mysteries of the world.

The two sat down on a flat stone in the valley and began a deep communication.

Long Ling spoke first: "Master, the power of the creatures in the ancient pagoda is far beyond our imagination. They seem to be able to absorb the power of the ancient pagoda and continuously strengthen themselves. We must find a way to restrain them."

Master Huiguang nodded, his voice calm but powerful: "I also gained some insights from the changes in the ancient pagoda. Although the creatures in the ancient pagoda are powerful, their power is not invincible. The Pudu Sutra of Qiguang Temple may be their nemesis."

A gleam of light flashed in Long Ling's eyes, and he asked anxiously, "Master, what do you think?"

Master Huiguang said slowly: "The Pudu Sutra contains the supreme wisdom and power of Buddhism. It can purify evil and dispel darkness.

I sensed a strong sense of resentment and darkness from the creatures in the ancient pagoda, which is exactly what the Pudu Sutra can restrain. "

Long Ling pondered for a moment, then said: "Master, our Lihu City cultivators also discovered some of their weaknesses during the battle with the ancient tower creatures.

If we can combine the power of the Pudu Sutra, perhaps we can formulate a detailed plan to effectively kill the monks in the ancient tower."

“Donor Long Ling is absolutely right.

The power of the Pudu Sutra needs to be exerted through our recitation and the use of ritual instruments.

We can make a batch of special instruments with scriptures from the Pudu Sutra engraved on them to weaken the power of the ancient pagoda creatures."

Master Huiguang nodded in agreement.

After hearing this, Long Ling's eyes lit up with excitement: "This is indeed a good idea. The monks can carry these magic weapons and directly attack the weaknesses of the creatures in the ancient pagoda. At the same time, the master and the monks of Qiguang Temple can use the power of the Pudu Sutra to attack them from a spiritual level."

Master Huiguang smiled slightly and continued, "Not only that, we can also set up Buddhist formations during the battle, with the Pudu Sutra as the core, to form a powerful barrier that will weaken the power of the ancient tower creatures and enhance the combat effectiveness of our monks."

"Master, time is running out, we must act immediately. I will gather the cultivators from Lihu City and work with the monks from Qiguang Temple to start making magic tools and setting up formations." Long Ling stood up with a determined look.

Master Huiguang also stood up, with a determined light in his eyes: "Let's fight side by side, use the power of Buddhism to dispel the darkness of the ancient pagoda and protect the peace of Tianji Holy Land."

In the next few days, the monks of Lihucheng and Qiguang Temple began intensive preparations.

They made a batch of special magic tools, each of which was engraved with scriptures from the Pudu Sutra and emitted a faint golden glow.

At the same time, Master Huiguang led the monks to begin setting up Buddhist formations around the ancient pagoda, each of which contained powerful Buddhist power.

As the preparations were completed, Long Ling and Master Huiguang stood at the front of the team, with determination flashing in their eyes.

"Fellow monks and masters, preparations have been completed. Now it is time to launch the final attack on the creatures of the ancient tower. Let us use the power of the Pudu Sutra to dispel the darkness and protect our home!"

Long Ling said loudly.

The friars and monks responded in unison, their voices full of determination and courage.

Under the leadership of Long Ling and Master Huiguang, they headed towards the ancient pagoda, preparing for the final battle with the creatures in the pagoda.

In the shadow of the ancient tower, fighting broke out again.

The monks brandished magical weapons engraved with the Sutra of Universal Salvation. Every attack carried the power of Buddhism, weakening the defenses of the creatures in the ancient pagoda.

The monks of Qiguang Temple were chanting the Pudu Sutra in the rear of the battlefield, providing spiritual support to the monks on the front line.

The creatures in the ancient pagoda felt an unprecedented threat, and their power began to weaken under the influence of the Pudu Sutra.

The monks seized the opportunity and launched a more fierce attack. Led by Long Ling, they concentrated their firepower to attack.

The battle lasted for a long time, and both sides paid a huge price. Under the power of the Pudu Sutra and the brave fighting of the monks, the creatures in the ancient tower began to fall one by one.

Their bodies turned to ashes under the Buddha's light and their souls were purified.

Long Ling and Master Huiguang stood on the battlefield, their faces full of fatigue, but with a gleam of determination in their eyes.

Master Huiguang clasped his hands together and chanted scriptures to pray for the souls of the monks and living beings who died in the battle.

Long Ling stood beside him, his heart filled with mourning for his companions and hope for the future.

"Rumble..."

Above the ancient tower in the Tianji Holy Land, the originally calm sky suddenly became abnormal.

At first, there were only sporadic scarlet spots flickering in the sky, like distant stars dyed red by blood.

However, as time went on, these light spots became more and more numerous and closer, and finally, everyone discovered to their horror that those light spots were actually giant vampire bats.

There were so many vampire bats that their shadows formed a shadow in the sky, blocking out the sunlight and plunging the entire ancient tower into a strange dark red.

There was a bloodthirsty light flashing in their eyes, and their sharp fangs looked particularly ferocious under the dark red sky.

As they approached, a strong fishy wind blew in their faces, making all the monks feel deeply uneasy.

"Be careful! These bats are not ordinary creatures, they are evil things in the ancient tower!" Long Ling warned loudly, and his voice was particularly clear in the tense atmosphere.

At this moment, vampire bats swept in like a blood cloud. Their target was clear, aiming directly at the monks from the universe outside the ancient tower.

The bats swooped down at an astonishing speed, baring their sharp claws and fangs, and bit at the monks.

Their attacks were extremely swift and many monks were scratched by the bats' sharp claws or bitten by their fangs before they could even react.

The monks who were bitten immediately felt a cold force spreading in their bodies. Their souls and bodies began to be devoured, and their original power was rapidly lost.

These original powers were absorbed by the vampire bats, their bodies became stronger, and the light in their eyes became brighter.

"Quick, attack them with fire and lightning!" Long Ling commanded, knowing that these bats were afraid of light and high temperatures. The monks responded immediately, summoning fire and lightning to counterattack the bats.

Flames burned the bats' wings and lightning pierced their bodies. For a moment, shrill screams rang out among the bats.

However, the number of bats was too large. Their attacks were like a tide, one wave after another, and cracks began to appear in the monks' defense line.

At this moment, a powerful blood-red light suddenly burst out from the top floor of the ancient tower. It was a huge blood-red coffin.

The runes on the evil coffin were extremely bright at this moment, emitting a heart-pounding power.

"Not good, that evil coffin is absorbing the essence of the souls and bodies that were devoured!" Master Huiguang's voice was filled with fear. As soon as he finished speaking, everyone saw that the souls and bodies of the monks killed by the vampire bats turned into streams of light and flew towards the evil coffin.

The evil coffin is like a bottomless black hole, greedily absorbing the original power of these spiritual bodies.

As more and more of the essence of the soul and body was absorbed, the runes on the evil coffin became brighter and brighter. Finally, the entire coffin began to tremble, as if some terrifying existence was about to awaken.

As the blood-red evil coffin on the top floor of the ancient tower made a deafening noise, a suffocating evil aura quickly spread in the air.

The sky, which should have been a clear blue, was now covered by a scarlet haze, as if even the light was swallowed up by this evil force.

The monks looked up and saw that the lid of the bloody evil coffin was suddenly pushed open after a violent vibration. A strong blood light rushed up to the sky, covering the entire ancient tower in a terrifying red light.

This blood light is not just light, it is more like a living entity, carrying the power of corrosion and destruction. Wherever it touches, everything is stained with an ominous blood color.

In the bloody light, a huge figure slowly emerged. Its image gradually became clearer, causing all the monks who witnessed the scene to shudder.

It was a gigantic vampire dragon bat, so huge that it almost occupied half of the sky. When its wings spread, it was like a dark cloud, blocking the sunlight and casting a deep shadow.

The dragon bat's skin was a sickly dark red color, covered with hideous bumps and wrinkles, as if it was made up of countless small vampire bats.

Its head is extremely large, occupying almost one-third of its entire body. It has no eyes, only a huge mouth full of sharp teeth.

Each of those teeth was like a sharp dagger, flashing with cold light, as if it could tear everything apart.

The dragon bat has a pair of huge wings made of corpse worms on its back. Every time these wings flap, they will bring up a gust of wind mixed with countless tiny corpse worms, which attack the monks like a bloody rain.

Once these tiny corpse worms come into contact with the bodies of the monks, they will quickly burrow into their skin, devour their flesh and blood, and transform them into new corpse worms.

The most frightening thing was the terrifying light emanating from the dragon bats, a deep red light filled with the breath of death and corruption. Under the illumination of this light, the monks felt that their vitality was rapidly draining away, as if even their souls were being pulled out.

The dragon bat let out a roar that shook the earth. The sound was like thunder, which hurt the monks' eardrums and made them step back involuntarily.

Its roar was full of anger and provocation, as if declaring its dominance over the world.

The monks were horrified to find that the dragon bat's attack was not just physical destruction, it could also directly extract the monks' souls and bodies.

The bodies of those monks who were attacked by the dragon bats shrank rapidly, their soul essence was drained away, and then they fell to the ground powerlessly, without any life left.

The entire battlefield fell into chaos and panic.

The appearance of the dragon bat is like the messenger of death, announcing death and despair.

The monks fled in all directions, trying to escape the monster's attack range.

However, the dragon bat is extremely fast, and each of its heads can launch powerful attacks, including fire, ice, lightning, and poison. These attacks are intertwined together to form a network of death that envelopes the monks.

Long Ling and his companions were faced with this unprecedented horror scene, their hearts were filled with fear.

But they knew that if they didn't defeat the dragon-bat, they would never be able to leave this hell.

They must unite and find a way to fight against the dragon bats, otherwise the entire Tianji Holy Land will become the territory of the ancient tower and all life will be devoured.