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"Bang bang!" the

drummer banged the drum hard.

With the sound of the drums, the musicians also began to pluck their instruments.

For a while, countless waves of sound visible to the naked eye swept in.

This wave automatically formed a team with thousands of troops.

The leader rode a war horse and held a long knife and ran towards the crowd, and the neighing of the whole team almost shook the tomb.

For a while, almost everyone covered their ears stiffly, and their facial features began to bleed.

Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan gritted their teeth, kept themselves calm, and picked up their guns.

Huo Jilin sneered and spread his arms.

A burst of golden light flashed, and Ying Long and Nezha drilled out from Huo Jilin's waist and stood beside Huo Jilin.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked.

Anderson's mouth opened wide in shock at this scene, but he couldn't make a sound, and he forgot to put his hand on his ear.

Hideo Fujita grabbed Shoichi Horiki's hand with his only remaining hand, and his teeth kept chattering: "Dragon... Dragon!" At

this moment, Huo Jilin formed his hands into calyxes and pushed forward.

Following Huo Jilin's movements, Ying Long and Nezha flew towards the tomb together.

The golden light of Ying Long and Nezha instantly dispersed this sound wave.

Seeing this, the drummer was visibly stunned.

Immediately, the two hands holding the drum hammer began to hammer the drum surface frantically.

"Bang bang!"

the sound of drumming sounded as if it was about to burst out of the sky.

The speed at which the musicians swiped their fingers became faster and faster, and the suona sounded, as if it had begun to overtake everyone.

The sound of the pipa became faster and faster, and the notes like waves came straight towards everyone.

This row of sound waves kept rushing towards everyone.

"Huh!"

a row of sound waves shot from the pipa passed through Li Yi's neck.

Li Yi's eyes widened instantly.

A crack opened in Li Yi's neck, and blood gushed out like a waterfall in an instant.

Li Yi's mouth was wide open, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Almost instantly, Li Yi's disbelieving eyes turned into helplessness, and he turned his gaze to Hua Han.

Hua Han's gaze also turned to Li Yi at the same time.

Seeing that Li Yi had been attacked by Leren, Hua Han suddenly panicked and rushed towards Li Yi with an arrow step.

At this moment, Li Yi is already overdrawn.

Li Yi used the last bit of strength, raised his hand, and closed his mouth one by one, but did not make a sound.

But Hua Han knew that it was Li Yi telling him to be careful in everything.

In the next second, Li Yi's hand fell to the ground, and his head was separated from his body.

"Ahh

After a while, Hua Han came to his senses and wiped away a cloudy tear on his face with his sleeve.

Then, he picked up Li Yi's head and stroked Li Yi's unclosed eyes.

Seeing this, Wang Kaixuan couldn't help but gasp:

"Damn, why is this pipa player so strong?"

"No wonder there is one of the four heavenly kings who plays the pipa."

"Fortunately, there is our Huo Ye, otherwise we all have to fold here this time!" Hua

Han turned his head, with a little sadness in his eyes, and looked at Wang Kaixuan: "Don't say it again." "

After all, this Li Yi was brought to the beautiful country by Hua Han, and he has a lot to do with Hua Han.

Now seeing Li Yi die tragically in front of him, Hua Han's mood is naturally full of grief.

Wang Kaixuan shut his mouth stupidly and returned to Hu Bayi's side.

At this moment, in the tomb, the music is getting louder and louder.

The sound of drums, suona, and pipa sounded in unison, shaking the entire burial chamber and constantly falling dust.

An even more raging wave of notes rushed towards Huo Jilin.

"Xiaoxiao!"

Ying Long did not move, and let out a dragon groan softly, instantly bouncing back the notes of the entire tomb.

The note instantly sliced off the top of the musician's skulls.

A dry corpse is a dry corpse, and even if half of his head is cut off, the movements in his hands do not stop.

At this moment, Hu Bayi looked down at Shirley Yang.

I saw that Shirley Yang, who had already fallen into a coma on the ground, had begun to bleed from seven orifices.

Seeing this scene, Hu Bayi was a little panicked, and immediately picked up Shirley Yang and looked at Shirley Yang who was still in the tomb.

Shirley Yang in the burial chamber was still kneeling steadily in front of the brazier.

Maybe it's because of the ceremony, but the musicians' sound didn't hurt her.

Hu Bayi was in a hurry, grabbed Huo Jilin's wrist, and looked serious: "Brother Huo, your dragon seems to have hurt Shirley Yang."

Huo Jilin glanced at Shirley Yang, and then motioned to Ying Long to roll back Shirley Yang in the tomb.

With a sweep of Ying Long's dragon tail, he wrapped Shirley Yang in a wedding dress and sent it back to Huo Jilin.

Hu Bayi hurriedly took Shirley Yang and was next to Shirley Yang.

After the two bodies came into contact, a red light rose.

The red light shrouded both of Shirley Yang's bodies.

The bright light made Hu Bayi unable to open his eyes, but instinctively told him that this red light would not cause harm to Shirley Yang, so he sat aside and waited.

At this time, Huo Ji saw that Shirley Yang had been rescued, so he began to prepare for a quick victory.

Ying Long's tail slammed towards the Leren pile.

"Bang!"

Although this musician is strong, compared to a god like Ying Long, it is still like an ant.

The skeletons of the musicians were scattered everywhere, and the entire burial chamber was filled with the stench of rotting flesh and skin.

"Bang bang!"

the drummer saw this, and beat the

drum even harder.

The skeletons on the ground began to shake wildly, as if they would soon reunite into a dried corpse at the sound of the drum.

When it was too late, Nezha threw the Hot Wheels at the drum.

"When!"

the moment Hot Wheels touched the drum surface, it smashed a huge hole in the drum surface.

A black mist came out of the drum and instantly dissipated in front of everyone.

After the drum surface was smashed, the drummer shattered into dozens of pieces at once, turning into an ordinary pile of bones.

The music stopped, and everyone lowered their hands from their ears.

Huo Jilin looked at everyone, almost except for himself, they were all injured to varying degrees.

Almost all of their faces were covered with dried blood, and they looked no different from zongzi.

At this time, the red light that shrouded Shirley Yang's body had dissipated.

The body in the wedding dress was gone, and only one of them was still on the ground, proving that all this was not an illusion.

Shirley Yang propped herself up, half-sat up, and slowly opened her eyes.

Those eyes were red as if they were dripping blood.

Hu Bayi hurriedly asked: "Are you okay?"

Shirley Yang shook her head and replied in a hoarse voice: "It's nothing, don't worry."

Wang Kaixuan touched his chest:

"It's great that you're okay, it's really scared of us." "

You don't know how handsome Huo Ye was just now. Huo

Jilin didn't respond to Wang Kaixuan's rainbow fart, reached out and picked up the golden butterfly on the wedding dress, and received it in the brocade box where the golden butterfly was placed before.