The other party cannot see himself, not because Wang Baole's special nature, but because when he understands the other party's rhythm, he also turns into a certain way with the rhythm.

Just like himself, he became part of the other party's rhythm, which led to the monk of the musical path exerting all his strength, and the rhythm covers all directions, but he could not notice that Wang Baole was not far away.

At this moment, as Wang Baole spoke, although the musical monk changed his expression and was shocked, he had been studying the law of listening to desire for many years and was even more good at musical attainments. So almost instantly, he noticed this problem, and his body retreated without hesitation, and even quickly took back the musical music that spread from all directions.

This made Wang Baole's place slightly more obvious. If it were other times, this musical monk might not be able to detect this sound similar to his own music, but now he is fully focused, so he gradually sees the clues.

"So it's hidden here!" As he spoke, the monk of the musical Taoist was a little embarrassed. When he retreated, he raised his right hand and pointed suddenly at the place where Wang Baole was hiding.

Suddenly, the rhythm around it made a rustling sound, and even the trees in the jungle shaking violently, forming a sonic boom-like roar, directly crushing Wang Baole.

Wherever he passed, the void was twisted, and the sound had a certain destructive meaning, as if he wanted to destroy Wang Baole into ashes.

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

Three, five, ten, twenty... the runes gathered one after another, which shocked Wang Baole himself.

"What's going on..." Although it was shocking, it was still more surprising. So even though the power of the sonic boom came, Wang Baole sat there motionlessly, allowing the sonic boom to cover it in an instant.

From a distance, the infinite music has been embodied, as if outlining the shape of a leaf, while Wang Baole is wrapped in the center of the leaf and seems to be under crushing.

It seems like this, but in fact, Wang Baole's heart was extremely happy, and his breathing was a little rapid, for fear that he would reveal his strength and scare the other party, and would no longer assist him in his practice.

So Wang Baole's expression quickly showed a painful expression, as if he was barely supporting this sonic boom and was about to collapse.

"But that's it." The monk of the musical Taoist felt relieved when he saw this scene and snorted coldly. He thought that he had been in seclusion for many years and was different from before. Although his opponent was hiding here, he would eventually lose his life under his own actions.

A sense of pride appeared in his heart, so the monk of the musical Taoism looked at Wang Baole, who seemed to be suffering, and spoke indifferently.

"At most ten breaths, you will definitely die. If you beg for mercy at this moment, I may be able to give you a way out."

His words touched Wang Baole a little, and he also felt a little guilty. After all, although the other party seemed arrogant, the meaning of the words was not to kill him.

"Forget it, since he has good causes, I will give him a good result." Wang Baole thought of this and continued to immerse himself in his own insights.

In this way, ten breaths passed, and as Wang Baole tried to struggle again, the monk with musical trance slowly frowned. He felt something was wrong. Normally, the person in front of him should be unable to bear it.

But the other party has been supporting it until now, which makes the musical monk's eyes flash. He was unwilling to increase his strength before, and it was not to avoid killing, but to consume his own power too much.

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

But now, seeing that Wang Baole was still supporting him, he was worried that Chi Ze would change, and he snorted coldly as the light in his eyes appeared.

"Since you are looking for death, don't blame me." As he said that, the musical monk raised his right hand and grabbed Wang Baole in the air. After this grab, the shadow of leaves formed by the musical music around Wang Baole suddenly bent, wrapping Wang Baole tightly. With the force, it seemed as if he wanted to crush it.

The monk of the musical Tao also smiled and tried hard, but soon his eyes slowly widened and his pupils gradually contracted. After a while, he even instinctively swallowed a saliva. As his breathing was rapid, his expression changed from incredible to horror.

In fact, he couldn't help but be shocked. He didn't feel deeply before, but now his own spiritual thoughts are integrated into the rhythm and control the crushing of the rhythm, which makes him clearly feel that the leaves he has transformed are like wrapping a piece of iron, without any squeezing force.

Even he felt that his leaves had collapsed, and he was afraid that the other party would have nothing to do.

In fact, this is true. The leaves of the musical shop seem fierce, but for Wang Baole, it has no effect at all. But when things have reached this point, he cannot continue to hide them, so he looked up and looked helplessly at the pale musical monk.

This glance seemed to crush the last ray of power that was persistent in his heart. The monk in the musical Taoist suddenly retreated in his rapid breathing and fled quickly without looking back.

His heart was trembling at this moment. He had realized that he might have encountered a strong man hidden in the three sects...

"I have always heard that in the three sects, there are people who like to hide their strength. Damn... why did I meet them!" When I was crazy inside, the monk of the musical Tao was faster. As for Wang Baole, he sighed at this moment.

"The rhythm has been reduced too much..." Wang Baole shook his head. He just wanted to feel the notes with peace of mind. At this moment, his body shook gently. With the sound of clicking, the musical leaves outside his body collapsed instantly.

Then he looked up and looked at the direction of the escape of the musical Taoist monk. Wang Baole waved his hand casually, and hundreds of thousands of notes were superimposed on his body. He did not explode completely. He moved a little, and the void ahead suddenly collapsed, as if the ring world could not bear it, forming an amazing crack like a black python, heading straight to the musical Taoist monk in the distance, and the roar spread.

This scene completely changed the expression of the musical monk. In his eyes, the world of the ring seemed to be torn apart, and the black python that tore all this was right in front of him.
Chapter completed!