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"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"

The drummer hit the drum hard.

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

For a moment, countless visible sound waves swept over.

This sound wave automatically formed a team with thousands of troops.

The leader rode a warhorse and held a long sword and ran towards the crowd. The roar of the whole team almost shook the tomb down.

For a moment, almost everyone covered their ears tightly, and their facial features began to bleed.

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

Huo Jilin sneered and spread his arms.

A golden light flashed, and Yinglong and Nezha came out from Huo Jilin's waist on the left and right, and stood beside Huo Jilin.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked.

Anderson was so shocked by this scene that he opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't make a sound, and even forgot to put his hands on his ears.

Fujita Hideo used his only remaining hand to hold Horiki Masakazu's hand tightly, his teeth trembling constantly: "Dragon... Dragon!"

At this moment, Huo Jilin put his hands together in the shape of a calyx and pushed forward.

Following Huo Jilin's movements, Yinglong and Nezha flew into the tomb together.

Yinglong and Nezha's golden light instantly dispersed the sound waves.

Seeing this, the drummer was obviously stunned for a moment.

Then, the two hands holding the drumsticks began to hammer the drumhead frantically.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

The sound of the drums seemed to burst through the sky.

The speed of the musicians' fingers swung faster and faster, and the suona sounded, as if it had begun to transcend the people.

The sound of the pipa became faster and faster, and waves of notes came straight to the people.

The sound waves kept rushing towards the crowd.

"Shua!"

A row of sound waves shot by the pipa passed through Li Yi's neck.

Li Yi's eyes widened instantly.

A crack appeared in Li Yi's neck, and blood instantly gushed out like a waterfall.

Li Yi opened his mouth wide, his eyes full of disbelief.

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

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

Seeing that Li Yi had been attacked by the musicians, Hua Han panicked and rushed towards Li Yi in one step.

At this moment, Li Yi's life was overdrawn.

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

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

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

"Ah!"

Hua Han's lips trembled with anger, and he grabbed Li Yi's clothes tightly.

After a moment, Hua Han recovered and wiped a tear from his face with his sleeve.

Then, he held Li Yi's head and stroked Li Yi's eyes.

Seeing this, Wang Kaixuan couldn't help but take a breath:

"Damn, how can this pipa player be so strong?"

"No wonder there is a pipa player among the Four Heavenly Kings."

"Fortunately, there is our Master Huo, otherwise we would all be defeated this time!"

Hua Han turned his head, with some sadness in his eyes, and looked at Wang Kaixuan: "Don't say anything more."

After all, Li Yi was brought to the United States by Hua Han, and he has a close relationship with Hua Han.

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

Wang Kaixuan shut up in dismay and returned to Hu Bayi.

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

The sound of drums, suona, and pipa sounded together, shaking the entire tomb and causing dust to fall continuously.

A more violent wave of notes rushed towards Huo Jilin.

"Ting-ting!"

Yinglong did not move, but gently let out a dragon roar, instantly bouncing back the notes in the entire tomb.

The notes instantly cut off the tops of the musicians' skulls.

A mummy is a mummy, even if half of its head was cut off, the movements in its hands did not stop.

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

Shirley Yang, who had already fallen into a coma on the ground, had begun to bleed from all 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 tomb was still kneeling steadily in front of the brazier.

Perhaps because the ceremony was over, the sound waves of the musicians did not hurt her.

In a hurry, Hu Bayi grabbed Huo Jilin's wrist and said seriously: "Brother Huo, your dragon seems to have hurt Shirley Yang."

Huo Jilin glanced at Shirley Yang and signaled Yinglong to roll Shirley Yang back in the tomb.

Yinglong swept Shirley Yang in her wedding dress and returned her to Huo Jilin.

Hu Bayi quickly took Shirley Yang and got close to her.

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

The red light enveloped Shirley Yang's two bodies.

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

At this time, Huo Jilin saw that Shirley Yang had been rescued, so he prepared to fight quickly.

Yinglong's tail swung towards the musicians.

"Pah!"

Although these musicians were strong, they were still like ants compared to a divine creature like Yinglong.

The skeletons of the musicians were scattered everywhere, and the whole tomb was filled with the stench of rotting flesh and skin.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

Seeing this, the drummer beat the drum even harder.

The skeletons on the ground began to shake wildly, as if they would soon gather into a dried corpse again in the sound of the drums.

In a flash, Nezha swung the wind-fire wheel towards the drum.

"Bang!"

The moment the wind and fire wheel touched the drum surface, it smashed a huge hole in the drum surface.

A black mist came out from the drum and dissipated in front of everyone in an instant.

After the drum surface was smashed, the drummer broke into dozens of pieces and became a pile of ordinary bones.

The music stopped, and everyone put their hands down from their ears.

Huo Jilin looked at everyone. Almost everyone except himself was injured to varying degrees.

Almost everyone's face was covered with dried blood, and they looked no different from zongzi.

At this time, the red light shrouding Shirley Yang had dissipated.

The body in the wedding dress had disappeared, leaving only the wedding dress on the ground, proving that all this was not an illusion.

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

The eyes were so red that they seemed to be about to bleed.

Hu Bayi asked quickly, "Are you okay?"

Shirley Yang shook her head and replied hoarsely, "Nothing, don't worry."

Wang Kaixuan touched his chest:

"I'm glad you're okay. We were really scared."

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

"Click! The ghost is gone!"

Huo Jilin did not respond to Wang Kaixuan's flattery. He reached out and picked up the golden butterfly on the wedding dress and put it in the brocade box where the golden butterfly was placed before.