Chapter 819: Leaving the Seclusion

The moment the storm connected to the white figure, the huge storm completely engulfed the tiny figure, leaving no trace of it exposed anymore.

However, just as the monks were speculating, it seemed that an extremely terrifying suction force suddenly erupted from the figure, causing the huge storm to shrink in an instant, and the figure was revealed again. .

Huge storms are coming one after another, all formed by the gathering of demonic energy. Even monks in the realm of the God of Life would not dare to touch this terrifying storm. And whoever dares to absorb the terrifying power of the wind will probably be completely exploded in the blink of an eye.

Therefore, at this moment, even the strong earth cultivators in this world couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from their foreheads after seeing the white figure below who was frantically absorbing the storm. They couldn't imagine what level of cultivation they had to reach before they needed to absorb demonic energy so desperately.

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

The water in the Demon Sea was churning more and more violently, and at first it seemed like it was caused by wind. But later on, the churning of the water seemed to be a precursor to a tsunami, and it became clear that it could not be driven by wind. At this moment, the water in the Demon Sea seems more like it is being pulled by something and is going somewhere.

Sure enough, not long after, five thick waterspouts finally condensed on the Demonic Sea. These waterspouts are made of the powerful Demonic Sea water, and are even thicker than the windspouts connected to the white figure at the moment.

Then, five huge waterspouts roared into the sky, each with a shocking momentum, as if they could soar straight into the sky and pierce the sky. The monks who were near the waterspout hurriedly avoided it in fear.

After rising to a height of perhaps three thousand feet, the waterspouts all turned around and crashed down towards the small desert island below. Looking at it like that, the lonely island might not be able to hold on at all.

However, everyone knows that there is no way that the island cannot hold on. Because there is a white figure on the island.

The five waterspouts finally converged with the wind and were connected to the white figure, but they were all absorbed away without missing a drop. It was as if the monk's body was a bottomless pit, and anyone who came could not be refused.

"This...what kind of breakthrough in cultivation is this?" In the Slaughter Silver Alliance, an old man in the realm of the God of Life looked down blankly, his tone trembling, and he already looked frightened.

As soon as he said these words, many people in the Tuyin League immediately felt as if they were touched, and their legs trembled.

"Dong dong...dong dong..." At a certain moment, a strange beating sound echoed in this world. The sound was not loud, but it seemed to hit the hearts of all the monks present, causing their heartbeats to unconsciously match the beating sound.

So, as the sound continued, all the monks felt that their minds were filled with "dong dong...dong dong..." sounds that they could not control at all. This sound completely filled their world, making them unable to feel anything else. Of course, this is except for the violent twitching that remains in their hearts, as if their hearts are about to rush out of their chests!

Soon, some monks with low cultivation levels felt that they couldn't do it anymore. They felt that their hearts were beating rapidly in response to the sound, and they could not control it at all. It was as if at this moment, the heart was no longer their own. Their faces were flushed, as if they had been internally injured, and their screams continued to sound.

As for those with advanced cultivation, even if they reach the realm of second-source cultivation, they can only sit cross-legged in the air and meditate, forcibly suppressing the beating of their hearts. However, their complexions are somewhat rosy. And they can also feel that there seems 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 limit. It was as if something was hitting their chests violently, and deep blood marks had even appeared.

However, just before they fell into despair, the strange beating sound suddenly became quieter. Although the voice still existed, as the voice became smaller, their hearts finally returned to their own control.

The sound came suddenly and went away very quickly. However, less than three breaths later, the voice that could almost put nearly ten thousand monks in this world into trouble became distant, and the inexplicable power that terrified them completely dissipated.

The sound is still getting smaller and farther away. Above the sky, countless people were breathing heavily, and some even knelt down and curled up. However, when they found that the sound was far away, they quickly worked hard 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 broke away from the weirdness and became realistic at this moment. Everyone's consciousness was able to detect him, and they could even clearly see his raised face with a faint smile.

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

"Master!" The first person to react was Huan Yin's old servant Zhang Tao. He saw Huan Yin's raised face and felt the real presence of Huan Yin. He knew that the monk who was incredibly powerful a hundred years ago was back today.

And now he is stronger!

Huan Yin's eyes swept across the sky, and then he nodded gently. Everyone felt their eyes blurred as the white figure below them 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, isn't stopping Huan Yin's actions today 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?"