The fog filled the surroundings in an instant, and the view of the spectators was blocked.

"My second Dao pattern is the Dao pattern of fog......

Su Ziyu's voice came faintly from the mist, as if countless people were talking, and it was difficult to discern the direction.

"As Long Tian expected, Su Ziyu's body has a sound dao pattern, and the other two dao patterns are also somewhat related. Fog and sound are both ethereal, somewhat related. I just don't know, what is his third Dao pattern?"

Wei Wuji stood in place, watching the other party disappear, secretly thinking about the variables below in his heart.

Su Ziyu's fog path pattern, the thick fog of derivation obscured the vision. But he couldn't stop Wei Wuji's faceless eyes, and the other party's whereabouts were nowhere to be hidden in the fog.

But Wei Wuji didn't look at the other party, pretending not to see, but just swept a divine consciousness and mind around, like a cultivator caught in a fog, searching the surroundings.

A giant beast that had evolved into a mist came out of the mist, galloping towards Wei Wuji with its hooves flying over its four hooves.

Wei Wuji held the long sword in his hand, and a sword qi shot out in the direction of the sound. The running fog beast was pierced by the sword qi, and disappeared and dispersed.

Countless beast forms evolved from the mist, letting out bursts of howls, and rushed towards Wei Wuji from all directions.

"Su Ziyu hid behind and watched, one consumed my true qi, and the other wanted to know if I could perceive it in the fog and ...... far away."

Wei Wuji instantly understood the other party's intentions, and with a wave of one hand, a strong wind arose from the bottom of his sleeve, and instantly evolved and grew, like a hanging river, whistling and circling away.

The long wind hanging river pulled out a long and mournful sound, instantly blowing the fog, scattering the four directions, revealing an open space.

"Wind Dao Pattern, this is the second Dao Pattern you cultivate. ”

In the thick fog, Su Ziyu appeared and looked at Wei Wuji and said.

"I don't know what your third Dao pattern is?" Wei Wuji asked in a deep voice as he stared at the other party.

"You'll see ...... soon"

Su Ziyu attracted a thick fog, which condensed behind him, forming a thick mist.

By Wei Wuji's side, gusts of wind were howling, rolling dead leaves and weeds swirling, emitting the sound of waves like the tide of the sea, forming a realm of wind.

A dragon's groan sounded from the mist, whew!

A dragon shape of a dense mist evolved out, spiraled upward, and instantly rose to a height of 100 zhang in the sky. Like a real dragon, he opened his teeth and claws, roared at Wei Wuji below, and flew away to attack.

Wei Wuji gestured with both hands, and a chaotic wind evolved into a wind beast, no less powerful than the opponent's dragon form, and rushed upwards to the sky.

The two beast-shapes roared, tangled and bit in the void.

Kill!!

Su Ziyu looked at Wei Wuji, who was standing opposite, stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and the extremely strong momentum surged.

The thick fog behind him, which was like a soup, suddenly stirred and rolled, turning into waves and moving forward. Countless dragon forms evolved from the mist, emitting an earth-shattering dragon roar, volleying towards Wei Wuji.

The chaotic wind around Wei Wuji suddenly seemed to be given order, and there was a sonorous sound of a sword.

Countless sword-shaped phantoms evolved in the chaotic wind, shooting towards the dragon group that had evolved from the mist.

The chaotic wind and fog in the field were entangled, turning into an evenly matched chaos, and the roar of the dragon chanting and sword shook the four directions, and it was impossible to see who had the upper hand.

At this moment, a strange feeling arose from all directions. It was as if a slight fluctuation of thought swept through the audience without the slightest hindrance.

Su Ziyu's third talent is the Illusory Dao Pattern. ”

Wei Wuji's divine consciousness and mind, in an instant, captured this strange change and saw the details of the other party.

Both the voice and the illusion are confusing, and it is reasonable for Su Ziyu to have the illusion of the road pattern. Mist, sound, and illusion are all related, and the Dao Patterns of these three are Su Ziyu's innate Dao Patterns.

Among all the Dao patterns that don't belong to him, Wei Wuji is most familiar with the Illusory Dao Pattern.

He and Long Tian have evolved from each other and attacked and defended each other countless times in the attack of the illusionary realm. Even when he was asleep, Wei Wuji could tell the difference between fantasy and reality from the touch of the air currents around him.

Su Ziyu used the illusion realm to deal with Wei Wuji, which was simply a big mistake. Not to mention Wei Wuji's understanding of the illusion, even if it is the eye of the faceless, he can easily see through the illusion he has laid down.

In the time of a breath, Wei Wuji saw a boundless mist suddenly rise around him, covering the sky and the sun.

At the same time, the surrounding scenery began to change.

Wei Wuji saw a pool of water under his feet, standing on the reef of the vast sea, and the sound of the tide around him kept coming, converging into a sound of landslides and cracks.

He kept one eye still ordinary and observed the changes in the illusion. The other eye looks with the apocalyptic eye to get the real scene around it.

I saw four figures lurking from a distance, quietly entering the field, and running towards me.

Among the four figures rushing in, three were Gu Yuan Realm strength and one was God Transformation Realm strength. This cultivator of the Transformation God Realm is a person Wei Wuji knows, Qin Xiaoshui of the Qin family.

"So that's the case, Qin Xiaoshui has also broken through and promoted during this time. They put three Guyuan Realm cultivators to use and sneak in to plot against me. It is estimated that it is a place to attack the three traps of the cave at the same time, and there are not enough people......, right?"

Wei Wuji secretly said in his heart, and instantly understood the other party's intentions.

Su Ziyu's purpose is to capture himself, only by living can he get the inheritance of the Holy Venerable. If you can win yourself in an official duel, of course, it is the best.

But at the moment, his own strength caught the other party a little off guard, and he couldn't easily hold himself.

Su Ziyu also considered such variables in advance. This is the second method, using the illusion to trap Wei Wuji, and with the assistance of helpers, he can capture and take it down.

A big family like the Su family, plotting against each other in a supposedly fair duel, will naturally lose its reputation.

However, there is a fog under the surface, and the view of the visitors is blocked, as long as it is not discovered, it is foolproof.

The so-called fair duel is just for others to see. Anyway, when the fog cleared, everyone watching the battle saw Wei Wuji fainting on the ground, and it was okay to be caught by Su Ziyu.

At this moment, a giant evolved from the illusion, standing up to the sky and the earth, holding a battle axe in his hand, wading towards Wei Wuji. In reality, this giant was nothing more than a Guyuan Realm cultivator on the other side.

Wei Wuji pretended not to know, pretending to be shocked, and a sword qi shot towards the giant, Zheng!

In the true realm, the supreme sword qi was stretched into a match, and it swept five feet above the cultivator's head, startling him into a cold sweat, and his face showed palpitations.

In the illusion, three more giants appeared, wading towards Wei Wuji together.