Zera wanted to cry. It was the first time that she had been capturing dragons for more than a thousand years and encountered such a situation.
What's even more tragic is that the opponent turned out to be an earth dragon and an injured red dragon. As a result, their team of more than a thousand undead were beaten.
awful!
Apart from the word "tragic", Zella can't think of any word to describe the current situation.
Seeing his men being beaten to pieces, Zera's last bit of fighting courage had vanished, and the hand holding the reins was trembling.
Although he is a high-level undead, he is rubbish among the high-level undead. For him to confront these two insanely perverted dragons is to seek death.
The two dragons seemed to have sensed something. They suddenly let out a roar that didn't sound like a dragon's roar. The state of laziness was gone, and they became as excited as if they had been given chicken blood. They roared four of them and waved their dragon wings.
, rushing towards the rear of the undead.
What’s going on with these two dragons!!
The undead want to die. The two dragon clan's inactivity just now made them want to die. Now these two guys are suddenly so excited, chasing them all the way and attacking fiercely, they don't need to live anymore!
Seeing the two frenzied dragons rushing toward his square formation, Zeira's already gray face became even more ugly.
"Retreat!" Zeira roared at the top of his lungs, pulled the reins without looking back, and waved the riding whip desperately, wishing that he could grow wings and fly away from this place.
He doesn't want to be the earth dragon's rations, nor does he want to be roasted into jerky by the red dragon!
Zela's roar made the undead even more crazy. They didn't care about resisting, and they ran away quickly by rolling and crawling on their hands and feet.
In the blink of an eye, all the undead in front of the two dragons disappeared without a trace, leaving only the dozen or so wooden carts carrying the dragons still staying in place.
The imprisoned dragons looked at the two "maverick" kindred spirits in front of them with wide eyes, their eyes full of shock and excitement.
The scene of the earth dragon and the red dragon unilaterally beating the undead has been deeply imprinted in the souls of these dragons. Watching the intruders being driven away, they finally realized that those two dragons had saved them.
Although……
The attack methods of these two species are very strange, and their cries are very unpleasant, but this does not prevent these dragons from expressing their gratitude and admiration to each other with their eyes.
"Tsk, tsk, this is too much." With a hint of teasing laughter, a petite figure suddenly jumped down from the big tree on the side.
Shen Yanxiao strutted up to the wooden cart and glanced at the battlefield.
Due to some foodie reason, apart from some scorched black marks, there was not even a single undead corpse on the ground.
The imprisoned dragons looked at the sudden appearance of the female undead in horror, but what they found strange was that the little undead in front of them did not have the unique death aura of the undead. If they had not seen her standing in front of them, they would have
You can't detect the other person's breath at all.
But no matter what, the opponent's face full of undead characteristics still made the dragons panic.
They looked at the two of their kind looking for help, but the two of their kind didn't seem to have any intention of attacking the undead.
Shen Yanxiao slowly walked to a wooden cart and nimbly climbed onto the cart. She clearly felt that the dragon in the cage was trembling.