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Mu Zai Pai'er, the general of the Jingjue army, had dense snake scales appearing on his face and body to resist the flames. He wanted to find the source of the fire, but the high temperature generated by the flames affected his vision.
Mu Zaipail stimulated the power of the snake god in his body, causing a golden snake pupil to grow on his forehead, making him look more like a snake god. At the same time, this third eye, unaffected by the high temperature, rotated around, looking for the culprit that caused the fire.
Even though the surroundings were filled with black smoke, he still relied on this vertical pupil to spot the gray, inconspicuous pottery jar thrown from the armory.
The speed at which the pottery jar fell to the ground was not very fast, at least even an ordinary person could find its trajectory, so before the pottery jar fell to the ground, he quickly ran to the landing point of the pottery jar and caught the pottery jar steadily.
But what Mu Zai Paier did not expect was that the pottery jar actually exploded in the palm of his hand, and the Western Region Fire Dragon Oil splashed onto his forearm, setting his clothes on fire. Even with the obstruction of snake scales, he still felt the burning sensation.
From the gaps in the snake scales on Mu Zaipaier's body, streams of evil Qi gushed out and condensed on the surface of the snake scales, like dry ice, quickly extinguishing the flames. He then shook his arm away to get rid of the remaining Western Region Fire Dragon Oil.
The Western Region Fire Dragon Oil streaked through the air, creating a stream of colorful flames, as if a fire tree had branches sprouting from the ground. But this scene did not last long, as the Western Region Fire Dragon Oil landed on the ground and turned into a pool of swaying, brilliant flames.
At the beginning, Ze Luo took into consideration that the aliens might be able to catch the pottery jar containing the Western Region Fire Dragon Oil, and even worse, throw the pottery jar back, so he specially ordered the pottery craftsman to make the outer wall of the pottery jar very thin, so that the pottery wall would be damaged as long as it was affected by the slightest external force.
In order to prevent the pottery jar from breaking, unless the person coming is a Wudang disciple who is proficient in Tai Chi, or a master of the Lu family who is proficient in Ruyi Jin, no one else can catch this small pottery jar safely.
After extinguishing the flames on his body, Mu Zaipa'er no longer tried to stop the numerous pottery jars that were like hail, but planned to directly deal with the source.
"Gather unto me! Gather unto me."
While calling out to the survivors of the fire, Mu Zaipaier charged towards the high walls of the warehouse.
It's really ridiculous that the high wall originally built to protect the ordnance actually blocked the way for the Jingjue soldiers to survive.
Duang!
For Mu Zai Pai'er, a distance of a hundred meters was just a blink of an eye. He leaned sideways and slammed hard into the high wall. The bricks were knocked away by him. He forcibly knocked a two-meter-high gap in the palm-thick wall and broke into the Jingjue warehouse.
Before the bricks that were knocked away by Mu Zaipaier hit the ground, a huge pear-shaped hammer smashed the bricks into powder and hit him on the head.
The attack was so fierce and sudden that Mu Zai Paier had no choice but to cross his hands in front of his head.
The strange hammer hit his hands, making a roaring sound like a bell. At the same time, where the two touched, sparks flew everywhere, like an electric saw cutting steel, as bright as stars and as numerous as sand.
Mu Zaipai'er felt his arms go numb, as if he had lost consciousness. There were also dense, crisscross marks on the snake scales, like those left by swords.
Mu Zaipa'er couldn't help but step back, trying to create some distance, but the strange hammer stayed on his arms, sticking to his arms without moving.
Mu Zaipaier raised his head through the gap, looked at the owner of the strange hammer, and exclaimed:
"Zhe Luo! It's you. You are so brave that you dare to cause trouble in Jingjue City again. Aren't you afraid of the Queen's punishment?"
The one who suddenly attacked Mu Zaipaier was Zhe Luo who was waiting for an opportunity. The so-called pear-shaped strange hammer was actually the Kucha Pipa in Zhe Luo's hand. He wrapped the body of the Pipa with the Horn Sound Barrier, and then used the Shang Sound Blade to form a layer of sword blade storm around the Pipa.
With just one strike, Mu Zaipai'er was repelled.
The Kucha Five Tones should have been an elegant spell, but Ze Luo used it in a brutal way. He used the Kucha Five Tones like a sledgehammer to crack open the enemy's skull, and shouted at the enemy's brain:
The Chinese music of Kucha is profound and extensive, why don’t you listen to it!
Why don’t you listen!
Full of impact.
"Hahaha," Ze Luo laughed wildly, making the laugh of a villain in a TV series.
"Queen? Where is your queen now?"
Mu Zaipaier was shocked and finally realized the source of the uneasiness that appeared from time to time in his heart.
Yes, it stands to reason that with such a big incident in the city, the queen should have taken action to calm the storm long ago, so why is there still no movement in the palace now?
Did something happen to the Queen?
Seeing that his words had indeed attracted Mu Zaipa'er's attention and caused some distracting thoughts to arise in his mind, Ze Luo immediately seized this fleeting opportunity, urged the five strings on the pipa, and used the five tones of Kucha.
The strings of the pipa beat, producing pleasant notes, but the protagonist of the melody was not any one of the following: gong, shang, jue, zhi and yu, but rather two tones that had never been heard before.
Among the five tones of Kucha, Gongyin is the method of practice in daily life. It is the core of the five tones of Kucha and the only melody that cannot be rivaled.
But in fact, there is another mystery behind Gong Yin. Practicing Gong Yin correctly can calm the mind and strengthen the body, but if you practice Gong Yin in reverse, it can produce the sounds of Chang Zheng and Chang Gong, which can confuse the mind and destroy the heart.
Among the five tones, Gong tone is the king. The king should not act lightly, but if the king leads the army personally, he will surely sweep across the world with the force of thunder and lightning.
This move is very powerful, but too dangerous. It must be performed with the help of a musical instrument, otherwise it is easy to hurt yourself first. Therefore, Ze Luo did not use this move on the night when he and Hu Xiuwu met for the first time.
Taking advantage of the moment when Mu Zaipai'er's mind lost its balance, the sound of Bian Zheng penetrated into his mind like a pervasive cold wind, freezing his thoughts.
While he was unable to move, the sound of the pipa made Mu Zaipai'er's internal organs and blood vessels all over his body vibrate and dance with it, reaching the same rhythm.
His body suddenly resonated violently. Blood flowed from Mu Zaipai'er's facial features, and tiny blood vessels on his skin burst, oozing blood. Then his heart also joined the resonance and shattered after a short while.
In the end, Mu Zaipai'er was unrecognizable, covered in blood, and died with ruptured internal organs.
"call,"
It was something worth boasting about that he could defeat the general of the Jingjue army with just two strikes, but Ze Luo did not show any sign of relaxation or joy. If it came to a one-on-one fight, the people of Jingjue were no match for him.
But what they are provoking now is a war, not a simple duel.
The gap created by Mu Zaipai'er's collision,
One after another, figures like evil spirits rushed out of the flames. In the thick smoke, pairs of cold and glowing snake eyes stared at Zhe Luo.
The anger that is burned by flames must be vented.
Chapter 157: City in Turmoil
Warehouse,
The flames illuminated the sky, and the black smoke was like a column that could not be dispersed by the wind. It rose up and could be seen by the whole city. It was like a black column shooting into the sky, or like a beacon fire.
After the black smoke rose, there was a commotion at the place where the Yanqi were detained. The Yanqi citizens that Hu Xiuwu saw when he entered the city quietly opened the shackles of the Yanqi slaves whose skin looked a little pale, and stuffed weapons into their hands.
The followers of King Yanqi, who had just delivered the weapons, blew the bone flutes given to them by King Yanqi.
The sound of the bone flute was melodious and seemed to have some kind of magic. The witch servants who were originally standing still became like zombies smelling blood when they heard the sound of the flute. They all became agitated and followed the sound of the flute, breaking through the prison gate and running towards the gate of Jingjue City.
The guards at the gate of Jingjue City were naturally not ordinary people, but they could not hold out for long under siege by an army of more than a thousand witch servants who had no sense of pain, no fear of death, and immense strength that could be described as weakened zombies.
A large number of ants can swallow an elephant.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the gate of Jingjue City fell into the hands of Yanqi. The cronies of King Yanqi opened the gate wide, and the army that had been waiting for a long time rushed into the city. They were the Gumo army that had followed Hu Xiuwu and his men for a long time but had no excuse to enter the city.
The three parties of Gumo, Qiuci and Yanqi joined together, with a total of more than 10,000 troops, which made the entire city uneasy.
Jingjue City finally showed signs of panic.
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Ze Luo wielded his pipa, beating a Jingjue soldier who tried to attack him from behind, leaving him bleeding from the head, but more Jingjue soldiers rushed over and surrounded him.
The pipa turned a circle in his hands and returned to his arms. For the first time, he held the pipa horizontally in a formal posture and waved his hands to urge the five strings.
The five tones rang out in harmony, producing the sound of war. A more intense sound wave swung out with Ze Luo as the core.
This sound wave is almost tangible, like the walls of Yancheng, able to withstand thousands of troops and the desert sandstorms.
Dust, debris, and everything around Zhe Luo were pushed away with such force that an inch-deep dent even appeared on the solid flat ground. The snake god's followers surrounding Zhe Luo were also knocked down.
But these snake god followers just shook their heads and stood up again. Apart from some dust and wrinkles on their clothes, there were no other injuries on their bodies.
Ze Luo hated secretly in his heart: Damn it, it seems that except for the sound of changing palace that can bypass the layer of snake scales on their surface, other moves are useless to them. The layer of snake scales on their bodies is really hard.
Taking advantage of this opportunity to catch his breath, Ze Luo took a look at the other people's situation.
After the Kucha soldiers used up all the Xiyu Fire Dragon Oil according to the previous plan, some of them took out bows and arrows from the warehouse to remotely assist Ze Luo and the King of Yanqi, while the other part formed a sword and shield formation and tried their best to entangle the ordinary soldiers of Jingjue.
Zumureti, who had no fighting ability, hid himself as agreed beforehand so as not to cause them any trouble. King Yanqi was surrounded by evil energy and released an ominous curse. Although he seemed to be quite powerful, he actually still had room for maneuver. If he saw that the timing was not right, he would probably run away.
Ze Luo secretly hated him: "This old dog only sees the food in front of him. He wants to eat meat but is afraid of being beaten. What a fool. Even if you can escape today, can you abandon the foundation of Yanqi and escape from the Western Regions!"
King Yanqi never had a long-term vision, which was why he ended up in this situation today. Although Ze Luo was angry about his behavior, he was not surprised. What surprised him was the people of the Gao family. They had only fifty people, but they actually entangled a Jingjue captain, a high-level snake god's follower who could transform into a snake demon, and the second most powerful master in the palace murals after the Queen of Jingjue.
The Gao family members cooperated well with each other. They were wearing a strange kind of armor with barbs. They did not hold any sharp weapons in their hands, but instead various strange red ropes.
That red rope seemed to have a strong inhibitory effect on the people of Jingjue. Ze Luo recalled that Gao Gu had told him before that the Gao family had a set of weapons that could deal with the Jingjue monsters. That red rope seemed to be called cinnabar rope, which had an inhibitory effect on evil creatures like the Jingjue monsters.
But at that time he was dismissive of the idea of ordinary people fighting against extraordinary people, so he didn't take it to heart. He didn't expect it to have such miraculous effect.
Two thousand years later, ordinary people can use the power of technology to compete with the aliens, or even occupy a dominant position. Although Gao Gu was unable to climb the technology tree two thousand years ago, he also used another kind of power to fight against the aliens.
The power of money,
The armor worn by the Gao family members and the ropes in their hands are extraordinary items. They were all collected and made by Gao Gu at a huge cost. Although they are not magical weapons carefully crafted by weapon refiners, they all have their own special powers.
The armor they wear is covered with barbs and is called pangolin armor. It is made of the finest shark skin and stitched together with shark tendons. It is impervious to water and fire, and is very slippery. It can also relieve force when under stress.
The barbs on the armor are also unusual. They are made from the remains of bronze that the legendary Hentian clan presented to the King of Zhou.
The Hentian clan is a country of mermaids, living at the bottom of the South China Sea. Hu Xiuwu had heard Liao Zhong mention that Nadutong had discovered mermaid remains in the South China Sea. The Hentian clan controls an underground fire vein, which can be used to create bronze artifacts.
The bronze wares made with dragon fire inherently carry the evil of the earth veins and the heat of dragon fire. Unfortunately, due to the long time, the Hentian clan has become a legend, and only some bronze wares remain.
And that cinnabar rope was not an ordinary cinnabar rope, but one that Gao Gu bought from a Taoist master at a Taoist fairy mountain at a huge price. It was offered in front of the statue and was imbued with the power of incense.
It is no exaggeration to say that the equipment worn by the Gao family is more precious than armor made of gold.
Controlling the red rope soaked in cinnabar with both hands, the Gao family members were unable to use other weapons at the same time, but they also figured out a set of moves for this purpose.
Gao Yue danced out a cinnabar rope with both hands, and it was trapped around the neck of a Jingjue lieutenant. The yang evil energy that cinnabar naturally brought with it and the yin energy in the body of the Jingjue lieutenant formed a collision, making the Jingjue lieutenant feel uncomfortable.
But his hands were tied with red ropes by five or six members of the Gao family, and more than a dozen people were fighting with him. The cinnabar rope had its own power to kill evil spirits, and the power of the incense he received from offerings to the gods made him extremely uncomfortable, and he was unable to break free from the red rope.
He was actually restricted by the Gao family for a short period of time.
Gao Yue pulled the red rope in his hand to gain leverage, used the strength of his waist, and used all his strength to accurately kick the Jingjue captain at the big vertebra of his spine.
If Hu Xiuwu were here, he would definitely be familiar with this move. Shirley Yang had shown him the secret manual before. That was the martial art used by the Mountain Moving Captain to deal with zombies. It was said that even a zombie immortal would be exhausted of all his strength with just one move. It was the Kuixing Kick.
Gao Gu's boots were also inlaid with brass plates made of dragon fire. If this heavy kick was delivered to an ordinary person, he would probably be paralyzed on one side of his body. However, the scale armor of the Jingjue alien was so difficult to penetrate even by Zhe Luo's sonic blade, so this move only made him stagger.
But Gao Yue's combo did not stop. After the kick, Gao Yue used a method similar to judo to entangle the body of the Jingjue captain and kicked him in the sciatica again with precision. Two consecutive heavy blows, plus the penetration of the Earthly Evil Qi, finally broke the sciatica of the Jingjue captain, and he lost his strength and his body became limp.
Seeing that the red rope no longer had the strength to hold them back, the rest of the Gao family took advantage of the situation and tied up the Jingjue captain tightly with a cinnabar rope.
After the Jing Jue Captain recovered, he sneered at them:
"You can't kill me."
Gao Yue used a cross-throat lock and tightly strangled his neck: "Brother, I know your snake scales are invulnerable, but you still have to breathe."
Locked by Gao Yue's cross-lock, the Jingjue captain struggled hard and cursed him. Gao Lu suddenly flashed forward, poured a small bottle into his mouth, and poured all the pills in the bottle into his mouth.
Gao Yue gave him a cold smile in return: "You monsters are hated by the heavens and the devils. Heaven specially created Cinnabar, the nemesis of your clan."