Chapter 63
The whole body of the Linglong drum is red, but the drum surface is green.

I don't know what kind of animal skin it is made of, but the strange looking color makes people feel a little guilty.

At this time, Yue Nantian was holding the small drum in his hand, and he stretched out two fingers to beat the drum.

"Bump... bump!"

However, don't look at the drum not beating, but the snare drum emits a burst of sound waves in an instant!
The sound waves attacked the army of the Shang Dynasty as if they had eyes!

On the other hand, the soldiers and horses of all ethnic groups in Baiyue were not affected at all, but they were full of fighting spirit!
Da Shang's general felt extremely uncomfortable, and a sense of dizziness came from his heart!Nausea, the chest is extremely stuffy, as if endless pain is coming from the chest.

The heart won't even beat!

Some weaker soldiers fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

Li Zhi also heard the drumbeat, but he just felt a little uncomfortable.

Nothing like the soldiers under his command.

At this moment, Li Zhi's heart sank, and he found that many soldiers had fallen to the ground.

How can this go on!
However, before he could speak, the sound of a piano suddenly sounded behind him.

"Clang clang!"

A few crisp pipa sounds sounded!

Mo Lihong strode forward, with a smile on her face, holding the pipa in her hand, and a light red sound wave came from the pipa.

The crisp sound of the pipa quickly overwhelmed Yue Nantian's drum.

As soon as Yue Nantian's expression changed, he suddenly threw the snare drum in his hand into the sky.

"Feast!"

He shouted a sacrifice in his mouth, and then the small drum rose against the wind, and a big drum similar to a house appeared in midair in an instant.

Yue Nantian raised his hand, a black light came out from his hand, the black light hit the drum surface, and suddenly a huge drum sounded, more than a hundred times louder than the sound just now!
"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Even Li Zhi felt stuffy in his chest. Although it didn't have a big impact, the soldiers under him couldn't take it anymore, and rolled on the ground covering their ears.

Mo Lihong's face changed, and he felt a little ashamed, especially in front of his own king. He saw Mo Lihong wave his hand, and the pipa in his hand flew into the air, and Mo Lihong quickly plucked the strings with his fingers on the ground.

"Clang clang!"

The sound of Jin Ge sounded from the pipa, big beads and small beads fell on the jade plate, and Mo Lihong actually played a tune, which contained the meaning of killing.

The reddish sound waves around suddenly turned blood red, crushing from the sky towards the drum in Yue Nantian's hand, not only that, the light red sound waves also crushed at the soldiers on the opposite side.

Suddenly a warrior of the Baiyue tribe screamed, and immediately saw hundreds of small cuts on his body, and the sound waves from the strings directly cut his skin.

The blood flowed like a shot.

And it's like a joint reaction, one, two... Rows of soldiers fell to the ground screaming. Compared with the soldiers of the Shang Dynasty, the fighters of the Baiyue tribe were miserable...

But those generals are fine, after all, they are masters of cultivation and can resist the attack of Shenglang.

Yue Nantian naturally discovered this situation, he gritted his teeth, his heart became ruthless, he jumped up suddenly, and even flew to the top of the snare drum in mid-air, and then Yue Nantian slammed his chest hard.

Li Zhi didn't know what Yue Nantian was going to do, but he knew that this old guy would definitely use his means.

Zhang Guifang smiled from the side, and said to the four generals of the Mo family: "Could it be that the leader of the Baiyue sect has lost his mind? Taking advantage of his illness, he will kill him! Let's work together!"

(End of this chapter)

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