Chapter 1398 Tickle

The other party couldn't see him. This was not because Wang Baole was special, but when he felt the other party's rhythm, he himself also became one with the rhythm to a certain extent.

Just like himself, he became a part of the opponent's rhythm, which caused the monk of the rhythm way to exert all his strength, and the rhythm covered all directions, but he couldn't realize that Wang Baole was not far away.

But at this moment, following Wang Baole's opening, although the expression of this Temperament Dao cultivator changed and he was shocked in his heart, after all, he has studied the Law of Listening and Desire for many years, and his attainments in the Temperament are even better, so he noticed this problem almost instantly , the body backed up without hesitation, and quickly retracted the scattered rhythms and music.

In this way, it made Wang Baole a little more obvious. At other times, this rhythm monk might not be able to detect the sound of rhythm that is similar to himself, but now he is concentrating on it, so he can gradually see it. Clue.

"So it's hidden here!" During the words, the Rhythm Taoist cultivator was a little annoyed, and when he stepped back, he raised his right hand and suddenly pointed at the place where Wang Baole felt that he was hiding.

Immediately, the rhythm around him made an astonishing rustling sound, and even the trees in the jungle shook violently, forming a roar like a sonic boom, crushing directly towards Wang Baole.

Wherever it passed, the void appeared distorted, and the voice carried a certain sense of destruction, as if it wanted to shatter Wang Baole into flying ashes.

Seeing the arrival of the sonic boom, Wang Baole not only did not dodge, but even his eyes lit up. He found that the speed of the musical notes in his body had actually reached its peak at this moment.

Three, five, ten, twenty... The continuous accumulation of runes one after another made Wang Baole himself shocked.

"What's going on..." Although it was shocking, it was more of a surprise, so even though the power of the sonic boom came, Wang Baole sat there motionless, allowing the sonic boom to envelop it in an instant.

Seen from a distance, the endless music has been visualized, as if outlining the shape of a leaf, and Wang Baole is in the center of the leaf, wrapped in it as if being crushed.

It seemed like this, but in fact Wang Baole's heart was filled with joy, and his breathing was a little short. He was afraid that he would expose his strength and scare the other party, so he would no longer come to assist him in his cultivation.

So Wang Baole's expression quickly showed a pained expression, as if he was barely supporting himself in the sonic boom and was about to collapse.

"But that's it." Seeing this scene, the monk of Temperament Dao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and snorted coldly. He thought to himself that he had retreated for many years, and he was no longer the same as before. Still going to lose.

A sense of arrogance emerged in his heart, so the monk of the Temperament Dao coldly glanced at Wang Baole who seemed to be in pain, and spoke lightly.

"Up to ten breaths, you will definitely die, beg for mercy now, maybe I can give you a way to survive."

His words moved Wang Baole a little, and at the same time he blamed himself a little. After all, although the other party looked mighty, the meaning of his words was not to kill him.

"Forget it, since he has a good cause, then I'll give him a good fruit." Wang Baole continued to immerse himself in his own perception as he thought of this.

Just like that, ten breaths passed, and as Wang Baole showed signs of struggling again, the monk of the Temperament Dao slowly frowned. He felt that something was wrong. Normally speaking, the person in front of him at this moment should be You can't bear it.

But the other party has supported it until now, which made the monk of the Temperament Dao, his eyes flashed. He didn't want to increase his strength before, not because he didn't want to kill, but because he didn't want to consume too much of his own strength.

After all, his ambition is to hit the top ten and strive for the first place.

But now, seeing that Wang Baole is still holding on here, and worried that he will change later, he snorted coldly as the bright light appeared in his eyes.

"Since you're looking for death, don't blame me." As he spoke, the monk of the Temperament Tao raised his right hand and grabbed Wang Baole from the air. With this grasp, the phantom leaves formed by the melody around Wang Baole suddenly slammed He bent it up, wrapping Wang Baole tightly inside, and as he exerted force, it seemed as if he wanted to crush him alive.

The Temperament Dao monk also grinned ferociously, but soon his eyes slowly widened, and his pupils gradually shrank. After a while, he even swallowed instinctively, and his expression changed from unbelievable to horrified while he was short of breath.

In fact, he couldn't help but be astonished. He didn't feel deeply before, but now his own spiritual thoughts are integrated into the rhythm to control the crushing of the rhythm, so that he can clearly feel that the leaves he transformed seem to envelop Like a piece of iron, there is no force to squeeze.

Even he has a feeling that his own leaves have collapsed, and he is afraid that the other party will be fine.

In fact, this is indeed the case. The leaves formed by the melody seem ferocious, but to Wang Baole, it has no effect at all. The pale monk of Temperament Dao glanced at him.

This glance seemed to crush the last ray of strength that persisted in his heart, and the monk of the Temperament Dao retreated sharply while breathing rapidly, and fled quickly without looking back.

He was trembling in his heart at this moment, he had already realized that he was afraid that he had encountered a strong man hidden in the three sects...

"I've always heard that in the three sects, there are people who like to hide their strength. Damn it...how did I meet you!" Crazy in his heart, the monk of the Temperament Dao was faster. As for Wang Baole, he sighed at this moment.

"The melody has been reduced too much..." Wang Baole shook his head. He just wanted to feel the notes with peace of mind. At this moment, while sighing, his body swayed slightly, and the melody leaves outside his body collapsed in an instant with the sound of clicking.

Then he raised his head and looked in the direction where the Temperament Taoist monk was escaping. Wang Baole waved his hand casually, and a hundred thousand musical notes were superimposed in his body. They didn't explode completely, but moved slightly. Suddenly, the nothingness in front of him collapsed with a roar, just like the world of the ring. As if he couldn't bear it, an astonishing crack formed like a black python, and it went straight to the monk in the distance, and the roar spread away.

This scene completely changed the expression of this monk of Temperament Dao. From his point of view, the world of the arena seemed to be torn apart, and the black python that tore everything apart was right in front of him at this moment.

"I admit defeat!!" At the critical juncture, the monk of Temperament Dao made a sharp sound, fearing that if he spoke slowly, he would be torn apart instantly like the void.