Chapter 1402 Delusion

"The sound of breaking delusion?" In the Yinlu Road volcano, the figure with a weak aura that seemed to dissipate at any time, stared at the place where the broken grid was at this moment, and murmured after a long time.

In his eyes, even at this moment, there was a strange glow.

"Is there really someone who can comprehend this kind of note?" After a while, the figure suddenly raised his right hand and pointed at the many small grids in front of him. Suddenly, the other grids dimmed instantly. Only one, which was magnified several times, appeared here in front of people.

In the grid, is a desert.

But at this moment, a storm suddenly appeared on the desert, as if it was connected with the sky and the earth. A figure flashed out of the storm amidst the rage.

It was... Wang Baole!

His long hair is fluttering, and his robe has not changed in the slightest, not even the slightest wrinkle exists, except for his expression, which has some surprises, just like the previous battle, to him, he looked a little surprised .

In fact, this is indeed the case. Wang Baole has only shown half of the power of the notes. According to his understanding, he will have to try it step by step to see how his ordinary notes are.

But he didn't expect that half of it... actually made the ring unbearable.

"Is it because I am too strong, or is that bitch too weak?" Wang Baole blinked, feeling that he should not be too proud, and the probability is that the other party is not strong enough.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked around.

And almost at the same time as Wang Baole appeared, the three outside sects kept paying attention to those monks with small grids, and someone immediately saw this scene and exclaimed.

"The person who fought the Red Demon Daozi appeared!"

As similar voices spread, the monks of the three sects were all in their respective sects, and they all looked at the grid world where Wang Baole was. It was really his battle with the Red Demon Daozi, which finally collapsed the ring and ended the battle. It is difficult for outsiders to distinguish the winner from the loser.

Therefore, the appearance of Wang Baole immediately attracted everyone's attention, especially...they searched all over the other grid arenas, but after they didn't see the figure of the Red Devil Daozi, the meaning it represented caused an uproar gradually. burst out.

"The red devil of the Hengqin sect...hasn't appeared!"

"Could it be... Could it be that Daozi lost the previous battle?"

"If Daozi really loses, then this person will completely rise up against the sky!!"

As the discussion became more and more intense, as the Red Devil had never appeared, this guess became more and more real, especially... a monk of the Hengqin Sect had a friendship with the Red Devil, and asked about it with the sound transmission jade slip, and in the end there was a brief silence Finally, on Yujian's side, the Red Devil gave the answer.

"I lost."

These three words were quickly spread throughout the Hengqin sect, and the other two sects also learned about it one after another, which raised the discussion and uproar to another level.

The most excited people here are those who were defeated by Wang Baole. They all found it incredible, especially the first monk who was defeated by Wang Baole. At this moment, his eyes were red with excitement. A strong light emerges.

"This is definitely a dark horse. To beat Daozi, although it is unlikely to become the number one, it is enough to show that he already has... the possibility to compete for the top three!"

Contrary to the uproar of the crowd, at this moment in the Hengqin Sect, the Red Demon Daozi appeared in his own cave. He had stood there in a daze for a long time, his pale complexion and weak breath seemed to be constantly reminding him of his failure this time. .

"The last note..." After a long time, the Red Devil murmured bitterly. He had to admit that this time the arena saved him. If it wasn't for the fact that the arena couldn't bear it in the end, he would have collapsed before the note fell on him. They were both forcibly teleported and separated from the other party. I'm afraid... the current self has already perished physically and spiritually.

The horror of that note made the Red Demon Daozi feel lingering fear when he recalled it at this moment, but he was more at a loss. No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't think of what kind of note it was that could reach such an incomprehensible level. The degree of horror described.

Even in his opinion, it was no longer a musical note, because...his bone flute couldn't bear the force and fell apart.

And when he was palpitating and confused, in the desert where Wang Baole was, at this moment, as he walked forward, a figure appeared in the distance between the sky and the earth, looking at Wang Baole and behind him... the storm connecting the sky and the earth in amazement.

The person who appeared was Wang Baole's opponent this time. This person has been in trials, so he didn't know Wang Baole's record, but he was still deeply shocked by the changes in the world caused by Wang Baole's appearance.

Even though Wang Baole was very strange to him, this cultivator didn't think that he could shake the existence that caused such a storm just by descending, and even faintly affected the entire ring world...

Therefore, after the body was transformed, the monk glanced at the storm behind Wang Baole with a numb scalp, and immediately chose to admit defeat without hesitation.

The next moment, as the cultivator disappeared, Wang Baole raised his eyebrows, stood where he was and let the environment change, and appeared in the next arena.

In this way, time passed slowly, Wang Baole's next battle, in his own eyes, was very monotonous, not much different from before, except... the opponent's strength was stronger.

But no matter what kind of opponent it is, Wang Baole only needs to wave it. With his own notes under restraint, the sound spreads to such a degree that it will not collapse the ring, and the sound waves formed will instantly drown the opponent and end the battle.

However, the group arena that he felt was monotonous was not the case in the eyes of the three external cultivators. Almost all the cultivators of these three sects now focused on Wang Baole, and even Yinxi and Yue Lingzi were not like this. The attention here is high.

After all, the latter is already well-known in itself, and no one will be surprised no matter how he wins, but the former... is a dark horse.

Especially the note when Wang Baole waved his hand, there is no serious mystification.

Due to the limitation of the arena, the music cannot be heard from inside, so until now, the monks of the three outside sects have not been able to know what the sound of Wang Baole's notes is.

They could only see each of Wang Baole's opponents under the wave of sound, first with strange expressions, then angry, then shocked, and finally disappeared.

What's even more weird is that these losers, after the teleportation, all of them looked ugly, and they never mentioned the sound of Wang Baole's notes, as if this was a taboo for them.

But the aggrieved and helpless look on his face became the motivation for everyone to speculate...

"What is the sound? It's so powerful!"

"It must be the sound of nature, don't think about it, it must be so, otherwise, it would not be so amazingly powerful."

"I also think it's the sound of nature, but if you lose, you lose. Why do those people look like they've eaten shit?"