Two huge roars sounded, drawing Hall's eyes away from the dragon and lion again.
On the other side of the battlefield, two figures were constantly attacking the besieging undead. Those two figures were so small in front of the dragon clan, but with their incomparable strength, they forcibly attacked the undead again and again.
An attack forced them back, firmly protecting the two seriously injured Tianlong behind them.
"Where did those two humans come from!" Hall roared angrily. A dragon lion had already given him a headache, but the dragon lion was actually followed by two humans who were so strong that they made people vomit blood!
Humans are the weakest among the eight major races, and in the eyes of the undead, humans are simply vulnerable.
But that man and woman completely overturned Hall's understanding of human beings. The extremely handsome man held a staff in his hand. He kept raising the staff high and could cast large-scale magic with huge destructive power without chanting.
, blasting a dozen undead near him into powder alive.
The woman standing next to the man has a beautiful and gentle face, but she is holding a golden long bow in her hand. Each strike is a burst of ten arrows. The arrows hit the eyebrows of the undead in the distance, with explosive blasting arrows.
It can blow the undead's head into pieces in an instant.
If the dragon and lion in the sky made Hall gnash his teeth in hatred, then these two humans on the ground had almost driven him crazy!
Aren't humans supposed to be fragile and small?
What's going on with these two guys?
Could it be possible that humans have mutated!!
Hall forcefully suppressed the anger that rushed over him. Another wave of undead army listened to his call and rushed over. Hundreds of undead and more than a dozen bone dragons joined the battlefield again.
The sudden increase in enemies put the dragons and lions in a tough fight.
"It's really endless." Wen Ya frowned slightly and looked at the undead coming over again. She couldn't remember how many undead she had killed, but these undead were like a flood and they were endless and could not be killed.
A chuckle overflowed from the mouth of the man next to Wen Ya. The man looked at the impatience in Wen Ya's eyes fondly and said gently: "The undead have always been inexhaustible. If there is too much loss, they only need to open fire somewhere.
Killing, creating piles of corpses, and then resurrecting them can fill them with strength."
"You can still laugh." Wen Ya glanced at the equally handsome man, but the golden long bow in his hand did not stop for a moment.
"My lady is teaching you a lesson, I'm going to cry now." The man chuckled, pretending to be sad, and waved the staff in his hand, blasting away several undead that tried to get close.
Wen Ya suddenly laughed. This guy was the only one in the world who was always so relaxed.
"If we continue, the dragon and lion's physical strength may not be able to support it. Should we find a way to retreat?" Wen Ya looked at the battlefield in the sky. The addition of more than a dozen bone dragons immediately plunged the dragon and lion into a bitter battle. Those bone dragons
Among them, there are actually five or six six-winged bone dragons!
The man sighed softly, "I have wanted to retreat for a long time, but the undead did not intend to let us go."
Already under siege, how easy is it to retreat?
With his and Wen Ya's abilities, it was not impossible for Long and Shi to escape unscathed. However, Tianlong, who was seriously injured behind him, had lost the ability to escape. If they wanted to retreat, they could only leave Tianlong behind.