The people from the three hidden families fell into Wei Wuji's calculations and happily stepped into the trap of lore.

Long Tian deeply hated these families who were in the Shengzun Cave Mansion, rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, and the three traps that were killed, and he took a lot of thought. His exact words were that since they came in, don't go out, and kill them all!

Su Ziyu didn't know that the people who entered the Yunhai Cave Mansion had already fallen into a trap.

What he has to do now is to capture Wei Wuji alive and get the Saint Venerable Inheritance from his mouth.

But right now, things are changing, Wei Wuji turned out to be the strength of the late stage of the Transformation God Realm! However, fortunately, the strength of the other party is still under him, and the matter is still under control.

Thinking of this, Su Ziyu used his magical skills, his hands were gently raised, and a wonderful rhythm seemed to ethereal from the sky.

The true magic technique can only be mastered initially after the god opens his eyes and reaches the peak realm.

The magic power that Su Ziyu performed is not a real magic power, but can only be regarded as the prototype of a magic power. However, with his talent, even if it is a prototype of supernatural powers, it also has considerable power, and there is a charm that is natural and in line with the way of heaven.

"Wei Wuji, you still don't know what the real talent is, my sound bone body is also the talent of the Holy Venerable back then, the inheritance of the Holy Venerable, it was born to be prepared for me! But it doesn't matter, it's still too late, I want to get everything back that belongs to me!"

Su Ziyu tapped his finger towards the void, and every time his finger fell, a wonderful sound was generated.

He is the body of the sound bone, and on every bone of his body, there are traces of the Tao of sound crest.

Such a talent is too amazing, Su Ziyu's figure moved forward, and between his hands and feet, there were wonderful rhythms, like heavenly sounds, one after another, attacking and killing the Quartet.

Ding-, Su Ziyu's fingers fell on the void, and a little ripple was generated on the fingertips, rippling away, forming a sound pattern of killing, and went towards Wei Wuji.

The sound bone is supernatural, the innate attack technique, no need to study and cultivate, born with it. When Su Ziyu was born, he already had it.

Wei Wuji looked at the rippling sound lines, raised his hand and flicked his fingers, and between his fingers, a thin line of sound lines derived, rippling in the void A circle of ripples visible to the naked eye.

The two sound lines touched, entangled and strangled together, making a sound like a golden stone, and then disappeared into the invisible, leaving a trace of ethereal aftersound in the void, echoing in the void.

"You have obtained the inheritance of the Holy Venerable, and the cultivation of the Dao pattern of sound is remarkable. But the acquired cultivation perception has fallen behind in my eyes. Su Ziyu looked at Wei Wuji and said.

"The key to determining victory or defeat is mainly based on attacking skills, not talent. The reason why talent is valued is because it is more capable of attacking. You have talent, but in my opinion, you can't attack Erer. ”

Wei Wuji's tone was flat, and he said slowly, "Regardless of the superiority or inferiority, if the attack can win you, it is the first one!"

While speaking, Su Ziyu completed a charge, and when he heard the other party's answer, he didn't say much, his body shifted, and his fingers tapped towards the void, ding ding!

With each click of the phalanges, a ripple of sound patterns was formed in the void.

In an instant, more than a dozen ripples of sound patterns visible to the naked eye converged in the void to form a large net of sound rhythms, like Tianluo, covering Wei Wuji.

Whew! A breath rushed out from the heavenly aperture above Wei Wuji's head, and the phantom of the god took shape above his head, and a huge bell evolved out of his hand, which rang suddenly.

The sound of the supreme bell shook the universe, and a sound pattern swept through the void like a wave pushing flat. Su Ziyu's sound pattern Tianluo attacked, and instantly broke inch by inch, and the annihilation dissipated.

Wei Wuji's bell attack did not stop when the opponent's attack disappeared. A huge wave of sound patterns remained unchanged and swept towards Su Ziyu.

Su Ziyu's face changed, his hands waved, and his body of the sound bone shook suddenly, and all the traces of the sound bone were driven together, and there was a loud bang, bang!

The sound of drums ripples, as if awakening the sleeping nothingness. The four wildernesses rang together, echoing, forming an attacking momentum, resisting Wei Wuji's bell.

In an instant, the bells and drums between heaven and earth rang in unison, and the sound converged into a raging sea and swept away towards the wilderness in all directions.

The people who were watching the battle around saw the storm of sound sweeping in, rolling up dust to form a high wall, and their faces changed greatly, and they hurriedly withdrew and retreated. Everyone was away in an instant, for fear of being affected by the aftermath and getting involved in the attack of the battle between the two.

"I didn't expect the strength of the two of them to be so amazing!"

"I underestimated Wei Wuji before......"

"He is really an epiphany body, such a talent is definitely stronger than the sound bone body!"

"What nonsense, whether it's the body of epiphany or the body of sound bones, it depends on the final result of the attack!"

"Yes, the world of cultivators is dominated by strength, never by talent......"

"I think it's not so easy for Su Ziyu to beat Wei Wuji!"

"Su Ziyu's strength is still above Wei Wuji, everyone saw it just now, and it is estimated that it is a narrow victory. ”

"If Wei Wuji has a hidden means, he can also defeat Su Ziyu......"

“......”

When the spectators saw the attack and killing of both sides, they all talked fiercely. At the beginning, no one was optimistic about Wei Wuji, but at this time, many people felt that Wei Wuji also had a chance to win.

The power of the aftermath of the bells and drums dissipated and eased in the shock.

Su Ziyu looked at the other party, his face was stunned, "Wei Wuji, I didn't expect you to get the inheritance of the Holy Venerable, and you would actually cultivate the Dao of Sound to such an extent. I admit that I underestimated you before, and now I will do my best, you have to be careful!"

"If there is any means, it is better to use it, so as not to regret losing. Wei Wuji said in a deep voice.

"The number of Dao patterns that are fused in the Guyuan Realm determines the level of a cultivator's strength, but every time one more Dao pattern is fused, the difficulty of cultivation will increase exponentially. Generally, cultivators are all one kind of Dao pattern, and the geniuses of the family will try both kinds of Dao patterns. ”

Su Ziyu looked at Wei Wuji, as if an old friend was talking, and said slowly, "I don't know how many Dao patterns you have cultivated and comprehended? From your strength, it can be seen that you definitely have more than one Dao pattern." ”

"Su Ziyu, it is rumored that you were born with three kinds of dao patterns, in addition to the dao patterns of sound, there are two more, you don't need to say much, let's show them together. Wei Wuji replied.

"It's already been shown, haven't you seen it?"

As Su Ziyu spoke, a mist rose on the ground around him, a foot above the ground. The first word he uttered was just a faint tulle, and when the last words fell, it had already condensed like milky white rice soup.

The mist rolled in, and Su Ziyu's figure was blurred, as if hallucinating, and disappeared in place.