Chapter 758 The Envoy From the Tenth Palace!

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 life-destroying power of the bloody storm. 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 much longer. 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 did not 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 strong cultivation power, so he would inevitably suffer 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 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 flow out, surrounding his body, forming an even more terrifying and huge aperture.

The aperture is wide open, the diameter is probably no less than a hundred feet, and it emits 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 power of wood. I heard that the source power of wood is just the source power of phase. It seems that even if this senior becomes a Yiyuan 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 happened to cultivate 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 shocked the whole hell. You must know that when the level of earth cultivator is raised, the power will skyrocket. The moment he steps on the ground to cultivate, 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 don't think he can only have 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, and even caused Ksitigarbha and his elders to suffer a lot back then.

However, today, the bloody and rainy catastrophe that would have made the monks in the catastrophe feel like they were living a year in a day, could not shake Huanyin's wood source power at all. As time passed, everyone knew that Huanyin's wind and rain catastrophe time was constantly decreasing, and if it continued like this, Huanyin would probably not be hurt at all, and he would have survived this catastrophe!

Huanyin sat in meditation calmly in the green light circle, calm and stable, and was not moved by the wind and rain. It was as if he was in the air at this moment, and the sky dared not invade him, and the earth dared not offend him!

More and more discussions sounded around Huanyin, and they were almost full of exclamations. Even those monks who said that Huanyin was just lucky before shut their mouths at this moment, with only shock in their eyes.

Being able to witness the bloody and rainy catastrophe with their own eyes is a great fortune for all the monks present. Because this catastrophe is strong, it is almost impossible to appear.

Today, what opened everyone's eyes was not only the catastrophe itself, but also Huanyin!

Huanyin's strength was so strong that he could overwhelm the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva of the past. This alone was enough to make Huanyin famous throughout the hell from today on!

And that name gradually formed a consensus among the cultivators below who did not know Huanyin's name - that was the Silver-haired Heavenly Venerable!

The four words Silver-haired Heavenly Venerable were the most suitable words for Huanyin that all cultivators could think of at this moment. Because at this moment, Huanyin was like a god descending to the earth, able to fight against the strongest catastrophe of heaven and earth!

Huanyin ignored the excited voices below. At this moment, he was fully confident that he could survive the first catastrophe of the earth soul catastrophe. So far, everything was under his control.

Huanyin liked this feeling very much. For many years, Huanyin had been running around and struggling for many years, and he didn't know how many times he had hesitated between life and death. Now, he finally found some powerful feelings for himself, and he finally found that he was no longer that ordinary cultivator.

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

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

At this moment, there was nothing there. What Huan Yin looked at seemed to be just a void, and no one on Huangquan Island noticed any movement in the whole world.

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

After some time, the shadows finally became clear from blurry. After those shadows were clearly visible, not only Huan Yin and those with high cultivation, but all other cultivators on Huangquan Island also saw clearly what the shadows turned into.

It looked like a huge army, black and connected, with no less than a thousand people. However, in this army, there was not a single demon cultivator, and almost all of them were hungry ghosts!

Hungry ghosts are special, not from the ghost realm, but from the Eighteen Hells. They have a unified name - Abang Rakshasa!

In front of the large group of Abang Rakshasa, a strong man in a blood-red Taoist robe flew proudly. Looking at the appearance of this strong man, many people recognized that he was probably a person of high status in the Eighteen Hells. All the Abang Rakshasa also obviously respected this strong man!

In the huge army, three huge flags fluttered in the wind, and on them were written three identical big characters - the Tenth Palace!