Infinite true path

The source of wood is life. Although this kind of source power only stays at the phase source power, after all, this phase source power is special and can form a cycle of its own, endless and never ending. Therefore, the energy in the source of wood is extremely powerful, and it is not comparable to the ordinary source of energy.

Huan Yin chose to use the power of the source of wood to fight against the bloody storm, which was the best choice. The extraordinary vitality in the source of wood can form a perfect confrontation with the bloody and life-destroying power. In this way, Huan Yin's desire to survive the first catastrophe of the Earthly Soul Tribulation seemed to be no problem.

However, even if it is the same source of power, there are differences in strength and weakness. The same source of power can exert different powers in the hands of different monks.

The same is true for the source of wood. Although Huan Yin chose the right path of life versus destruction of life at this moment, relying on the power of his life-god Dzogchen cultivation, he still seemed unable to withstand the bloody blow. The power of the bloody storm is definitely not in vain, and it is definitely not something that can be successfully overcome by using the right method.

At this moment, the green halo of light outside Huan Yin's body began to sway, which undoubtedly proved the power of the bloody storm. Huan Yin was in that shaky circle of light, and it looked like he might not be able to hold on for long. Once the aperture is broken and the source of wood is gone, Huan Yin will be completely exposed. By then, even if he doesn't die, he will still have to shed his skin.

"My Wind and Rain Tribulation is so powerful." Huan Yin frowned, feeling the wind and rain that was constantly eroding his wood source power, and found that he seemed to have underestimated the Wind and Rain Tribulation before.

However, Huan Yin didn't show much concern at this moment. Because he knew that as long as his wood source power was strong enough, dealing with the wind and rain tribulation would not be a problem at all. And if he wants his wood source power to become stronger, he only needs more cultivation power.

In normal times, Huan Yin might not have such a strong ability to cultivate, so naturally he would not be able to avoid suffering in the storm. But now, the earth soul above his head is full of cultivation power, and his body is about to explode from that power. He is not worried at all that his cultivation power is not enough. Instead, he is only worried that these powers cannot be vented!

"Hmph, I am not lacking in cultivation today." A sneer appeared on Huan Yin's face, and then his whole body's strength suddenly surged. Under such a surge in power, the source of wood around him began to become more and more intense, and bursts of vitality continued to pour out, surrounding his body, forming an even more terrifying and huge aperture.

The aperture was wide and the diameter was probably no less than a hundred feet long, emitting strong fluctuations in the air. At this moment, the slightly higher monks below all felt the rich vitality in the aperture around Huan Yin, so someone exclaimed: "It turns out...it turns out that the source of that senior's power is the source of wood." Although the source of wood power is extraordinary, it is perfect for dealing with this bloody storm. It seems that this senior will definitely be able to overcome the calamity and become a source of cultivation!"

There were many excited voices among the crowd. However, some people did not think so and only said: "It turns out to be the source of wood. I heard that the source of wood is just the source of phase. It seems that even if this senior becomes a first-source earth cultivator, he is not considered He is a strong man in the realm of Yiyuan. Hey, I thought I would see a powerful person today, but I didn't know that he could survive this bloody disaster. It was just luck that he had cultivated the power of the source of wood. good."

Unlike the monks on the outer islands, Liu Jian knew Huan Yin quite well. So, he looked at Huan Yin in the sky and said with a smile: "It turns out that the leader's first source of power is the source of wood, which uses life to destroy life. Coupled with the leader's inexplicable terrifying cultivation, I'm afraid he can survive this storm intact. Even Ksitigarbha could not do this. The leader's strength really surprises people every time."

Ruan Shushu was no longer nervous at this moment, and said with a smile on her pretty face: "Senior Brother Huan, he is not an ordinary person. Ksitigarbha... Ksitigarbha will never be better than him. Moreover, Lu Not even a real person!"

The Great Elder of the Nei Island who was standing aside was a little surprised when he heard Liu Jian's words, and asked: "Island Master, listen to what you mean, does Fellow Daoist Huan have more than one source of power?"

Liu Jian laughed and said: "I don't know how much power the leader has. But with his power, it is absolutely impossible to have only one source of power."

The Great Elder did not believe it and said: "Ksitigarbha's sudden leap into a second-source earth cultivator back then was a strange event that shook the whole hell. You must know that when the level of earth cultivator is raised to one source, the power will skyrocket. The moment he steps on the ground and cultivates, he directly becomes the second source of earth cultivation. In my opinion, it is impossible for Taoist friend Huan to have two sources of power."

Liu Jian shook his head and said: "Yes, I think it is impossible for him to have only two sources of power. The leader is definitely extraordinary. I am confident that he can surpass Ksitigarbha of the year!"

As various discussions occurred on Huangquan Island, the green aperture on Huan Yin's side stabilized again. But this time, the aperture was truly extremely powerful. Under the legendary bloody storm, it remained completely motionless, like an indestructible layer of protection, guarding Huan Yin within it to the death.

For all monks who have experienced storms and tribulations, storms and tribulations are a great test. The bloody catastrophe among them is considered to be the strongest among the catastrophes, even causing Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha and his elders to suffer a great deal.

However, today, the bloody catastrophe that would have made the monks in disaster live like years, turned out to be unable to shake Huan Yin's source of wood at all. As time goes by, everyone knows that Huan Yin's time for the storm is constantly decreasing. If this continues, Huan Yin may not be hurt even a hair, and he will survive this disaster. Got it!

Huan Yin calmly meditated in the green circle of light, calm and stable, and remained unmoved despite the wind and rain. It was as if he was in the air at this moment, and neither the sky nor the earth dared to intrude!

More and more comments surrounded Huan Yin, and they were almost full of exclamations. Even those monks who said Huan Yin was just a lucky monk shut their mouths at this moment, with only shock in their eyes.

Being able to witness the bloody catastrophe with your own eyes is a great blessing for all the monks present. Because this calamity is powerful, but also almost impossible to occur.

But today, what opened everyone's eyes was not only the disaster itself, but also Huan Yin!

Huan Yin was so powerful that he was able to overpower Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha. This alone was enough to make Huan Yin's name move throughout hell from now on!

And that name gradually formed a unity among the monks below who didn't know Huan Yin's name - that was the Silver-haired Heavenly Lord!

The four words "Silver-haired Heavenly Lord" are the words that most fit the image of Huan Yin that all the monks can think of at this moment. Because at this moment Huan Yin is like a god descending to earth, able to fight against the most powerful calamity in the world!

Huan Yin ignored the excited voices below. At this moment, he was fully confident that he would survive the first catastrophe of the Earthly Soul Tribulation. Everything so far is under his control.

Huan Yin liked this feeling very much. Huan Yin didn't know how many years he had been running and fighting, and he didn't know how many times he had wandered between life and death. Now, he finally found some powerful feelings for himself, and he finally realized that he was no longer the ordinary monk.

To be able to walk on a road that no one else can take, to be able to surpass others, is Huan Yin's lifelong pursuit. Because the target he is chasing is Rahu, he should be different from ordinary people!

Taking a deep breath and then exhaling gently, Huan Yin meditated silently, waiting for the wind and rain to end. At a certain moment, Huan Yin suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the end of the sky.

At the moment, there is nothing there. What Huan Yin looked at seemed to be nothingness, and no one on Huangquan Island noticed any strange movement in the entire world.

However, not long after, when a dark shadow suddenly appeared at the end of the sky, the advanced practitioners on Huangquan Island finally sensed something, and looked into the distance like Huan Yin in surprise.

As time passed, the shadow finally became clear from blur. After those shadows were clearly visible, not only Huan Yin and those with advanced cultivation, but also all the other monks on Huangquan Island could see clearly what the shadows had transformed.

It was like a huge army, black and dense, probably numbering no less than a thousand. However, in this army, no one is a demon cultivator, and almost all of them are hungry ghosts!

Hungry ghosts are special, they do not come from the ghost realm, but from the eighteenth level of hell. They have a unified name - Abang Rakshasa!

In front of the large group of Abang Rakshasa, a strong man wearing a bloody robe flew proudly. Judging from the appearance of this strong man, many people recognized him as someone with a high status in the Eighteenth Level of Hell. All the Abang Rakshasa obviously respected this strong man!

Among the huge troops, three huge flags were fluttering in the wind, with three identical characters written on them - The Tenth Palace!