Chapter 65

The whole body of Linglong drum is red, but its surface is green.

I don't know what kind of animal skin it is made of. It looks strange and incomparable. The color makes people feel guilty.

At this time, I saw yuenantian holding the small drum in his hand, stretching out two fingers to knock the drum.

"Touch... Touch!"

However, although the drum does not play, the drum emits a sound wave in a flash!

The sound wave is like having eyes to attack the army of Shang Dynasty!

On the other hand, the troops of all ethnic groups in Baiyue are not affected at all. On the contrary, they are full of fighting spirit!

The general of Da Shang was very uncomfortable. A sense of vertigo came from his heart! Nausea, chest suffocation incomparable, as if endless pain from the chest.

The heart won't beat!

Some slightly weak soldiers fell to the ground and screamed bitterly.

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

Nothing like the soldiers.

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

How can it go on like this!

However, before he spoke, suddenly the sound of the piano sounded behind him.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

A few clear Pipa sounds!

Magic red strides forward with a smile, holding the pipa in his hand, light red sound waves from the pipa.

The crisp sound of Pipa soon suppressed the drum sound of Yuenan sky.

As soon as yuenantian's face changed, he suddenly threw his drum into the sky.

"Sacrifice!"

There was a cry of sacrifice in his mouth, and then the small drum rose in the wind, and a big drum similar to the house appeared in the air.

In the south of the moon, the sky raised its hand, and a black light came out from the hand. The black light hit the drum face, and suddenly the huge sound of the drum sounded, which was more than a hundred times larger than just now!

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

Even Li Zhi felt bored. Although it didn't affect him much, his soldiers couldn't stand it any more. They covered their ears and rolled on the ground.

As soon as Morley's face turned red, he felt a little embarrassed. Especially in front of his own king, he saw that Morley waved her hand, and her lute flew into the air. Morley's fingers quickly moved the strings in the ground.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

The sound of golden dagger rings from the pipa. Big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate. Magic red even plays a tune with the intention of killing.

Around the light red sound wave suddenly turned into blood red, from the sky toward the moon in the hands of the drum in the past, not only that, light red sound wave also to the opposite soldiers.

Suddenly a Baiyue soldier screamed, and then hundreds of small holes appeared on his body. The sound of the string cut his skin directly.

The blood flowed like a flood.

And it's like a linkage reaction. One, two... Lines of soldiers scream and fall to the ground. Compared with the soldiers of Shang Dynasty, the soldiers of Baiyue nationality are miserable

However, those generals have nothing to do. After all, their cultivation masters can resist the attack of sound waves.

Yuenantian naturally found this situation, he bit his teeth, heart hard, suddenly jumped up, even flew to the small drum in the middle of the air, and then yuenantian hit his chest hard.

Li Zhi doesn't know what Yue Nantian wants to do, but he knows that the old man must use his means.

Zhang Guifang laughed and said to the four generals of the magic family, "isn't the leader of Baiyue cult crazy? Kill him while he's sick! Join hands