Infinite true path

At the moment when the storm connected to the white figure, the huge storm completely swallowed up the tiny figure, and no trace of it was revealed.

However, just as the monks were guessing, it seemed that a terrifying suction force suddenly erupted from the figure, causing the huge storm to shrink in an instant, and the figure reappeared.

The huge storm connected the sky and the earth, all of which were formed by the gathering of demonic energy. Even the cultivators at the realm of life and death dared not touch this terrifying storm easily. And if anyone dared to absorb the extremely terrifying wind force, he would probably be completely blown up in the blink of an eye.

Therefore, at this moment, even the earth cultivators in this world, after seeing the white figure below madly absorbing the storm, could not help but wipe the cold sweat from their foreheads. They could not imagine what realm of cultivation one had to climb to before he needed to absorb demonic energy so desperately.

However, even though all the monks watching were horrified and felt it was incredible, the white figure below was still not satisfied. Such a terrifying storm seemed not enough for him to swallow!

The seawater of the Demon Sea was churning more and more violently, and it seemed to be caused by wind at first. But later, the churning of the seawater was like a precursor to a tsunami, and it was obviously not driven by wind. At this moment, the seawater of the Demon Sea seemed to be pulled by something and was going to a certain place.

As expected, not long after, five thick water tornadoes finally condensed on the Demon Sea. These water tornadoes were all formed by the powerful seawater of the Demon Sea, and they were even thicker than the wind tornado connected to the white figure at this moment.

Then, five huge water tornadoes roared into the sky, each with a shocking momentum, as if they could rush straight into the sky and pierce the sky. The monks near the water tornadoes were all in panic and hurriedly avoided.

After rising to a height of about three thousand feet, the water tornadoes turned around and fell towards the small deserted island below. It looked like the isolated island might not be able to hold on.

However, everyone knew that the island could not hold on. Because there was a white figure on the island.

The five water tornadoes finally converged with the wind tornadoes and connected to the white figure, but were absorbed without leaking a single drop. It was as if the body of the cultivator was a bottomless pit that could accept everyone.

"What... what realm of cultivation is this?" In the Tuyin League, an old man in the realm of life looked down blankly, his voice trembling, and he looked like he was scared.

As soon as he said this, many people in the Tuyin League were like being touched, and their legs trembled.

"Dongdong... Dongdong..." At a certain moment, a strange beating sound echoed in this world. The sound was not loud, but it seemed to be right on the heart of all the cultivators present, making their heartbeats unconsciously match the beating sound.

So, as the sound continued, all the cultivators felt that their heads were full of "Dongdong... Dongdong..." The sound was out of control. This sound completely filled their world, so that they could no longer feel anything else. Of course, this was in addition to the violent twitching that remained in their hearts, as if their hearts were about to burst out of their chests!

Soon, the monks with low cultivation felt that they were in trouble. They only felt that their hearts were beating violently with the sound, and they could not suppress it at all. It was as if at this moment, their hearts were no longer their own. Their faces were flushed, as if they had suffered internal injuries, and they kept screaming.

As for those with high cultivation, even if they had reached the second source realm, they could only sit cross-legged in the air and forcibly suppress the beating of their hearts. However, their faces were inevitably a little ruddy. And they could also feel that there seemed to be a strange force competing with them for control of their hearts!

Finally, the monks with the weakest cultivation felt that they had reached their limits. It was as if something was hitting their chests violently, and even deep blood marks had been knocked out.

However, just before they fell into despair, the strange beating sound suddenly subsided. Although the sound still exists, as the sound becomes smaller, their hearts finally gradually return to their own control.

The sound came suddenly, but it also went away very quickly. Less than three breaths later, the sound that was almost enough to put nearly ten thousand cultivators in this world in trouble became distant, and the inexplicable power that made them feel terrified also completely dissipated.

The sound was still getting smaller and farther away. Above the sky, countless people breathed heavily, and some even knelt down and curled up their bodies. However, when they found that the sound was far away, they quickly forced themselves to find the source of the sound.

So, their eyes fell on the island again and saw the white figure.

The sound disappeared, and the white figure on the island finally got rid of the weirdness at this moment and became real. Everyone's consciousness could detect him, and even see his face that had been raised with a faint smile.

Of course, there is also his hair, a head full of silver hair!

"Young Master!" The first to react was Huan Yin's old servant Zhang Tao. He saw Huan Yin's raised face and felt the real existence of Huan Yin. He knew that the cultivator who was incredibly powerful a hundred years ago was back today. And now he is even stronger!

Huan Yin's eyes swept across the sky, and then he nodded gently. Everyone felt that their eyes were dazzled, and the white figure below had disappeared.

When everyone's consciousness swept over and they discovered Huan Yin again, they found that Huan Yin suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Tao, Liu Jian and others.

However, even after he left, the island below was still lonely. The surrounding demon-cultivating seawater also dared not enter within a hundred feet of the island, as if there was a rule engraved there for hundreds of years. This rule was set by the current silver-haired monk for Xiu Demon Sea, and Xiu Demon Sea did not dare to violate it!

"Everyone, long time no see." Huan Yin said calmly, looking at the fellow Taoists in the "escape" organization in the past, a smile appeared on his face.

After many years, he never expected that fellow Taoists from the organization would be able to reunite. For him, this is a great happiness. And seeing everyone arriving, he also knew that the friendship from back then was still there. This kind of friendship will not be diluted by time, nor blocked by mountains and seas. Everyone is here, which means that everyone remembers the love of the past and values ​​Miaoluo's hatred!

In an instant, members of the "Escape" organization gathered around and spoke various words to Huan Yin. They were also really happy to see the leader who did not hesitate to leave him alone to face Guihou Lu in order to rescue him and others. Even for fellow Taoists in many organizations, it is a dream to see Huan Yin again.

Of course, they were even more happy to see that Huan Yin was now so powerful. Today's leader seems to be more like a leader.

After a long time, everyone's voices gradually became quieter. Huan Yin looked at Zhang Tao and said, "In the past hundred years, you have found everyone. It's really hard work."

Zhang Tao shook his head and said: "Sir, this is what I should do. Moreover, I have finally found my second avenue. I have not wasted these hundred years!"

Liu Jian took a step forward and said: "Chief, it's not just the fellow Taoists from our organization who are here today? There are so many people. They are our relatives and friends, or comrades who admire you. They are here today, and they are willing to accompany you." Let’s fight for the Eleventh Hall!”

Huan Yin looked around and saw a large number of monks around him. Finally, he bowed to everyone and said loudly: "Everyone, thank you very much for your kindness today!"

Huan Yin was originally a legendary figure, and his previous appearances were so shocking. Now he bowed deeply, which immediately made the monks following him feel unbearable, and they hurriedly returned the bow, with fighting spirit burning in their chests.

"Sir, it is inconvenient for the Jiufeng clan to wander around. They have been waiting for us on the remote island. All we have to do is go over and join them. But before leaving, the group of monks opposite indicated that they want to see you." Zhang Tao said, It was already full of coldness at the end.

Huan Yin was not stupid. He had already noticed that the people who were slaughtering the Yinmeng opposite were in a group of their own and were not from his own side. And he also guessed that the other party was coming with bad intentions and hostility, and it was obvious that he wanted to step on him to get the upper hand. Now that Huan Yin understood Zhang Tao's tone again, he felt even more sure.

Looking for trouble today is considered a violation of Huan Yin's taboo. Although Huan Yin is not a bad person, he cannot do anything as a stepping stone for others. What's more, stopping Huan Yin's actions today is equivalent to helping the Eleventh Palace and preventing them from avenging Yingluo?

Yingluo is a pain in Huan Yin's heart, so he will ruthlessly clear away any obstacles that stand in his way to avenge Yingluo. If the Eleventh Hall is like this, what does it mean to just slaughter the Silver Alliance?

Just a clown!

The smile on his face disappeared instantly. In a few steps, Huan Yin walked out of the crowd and was at the front of his side. And his faint voice also sounded at this moment: "Are you looking for me?"