Chapter 1779 Dare to Look Like a Dragon! (4)

Zela wanted to cry, it was the first time he had encountered such a situation after arresting the Dragon Clan for more than a thousand years.

What's even more tragic is that the opponents were actually an earth dragon and a wounded red dragon. As a result, their team of more than a thousand undead was hanged and beaten.

awful!

Apart from miserable words, Zela couldn't think of any words to describe the current situation.

Seeing his subordinates being beaten to the ground, Zela's last bit of fighting courage was gone, and the hand holding the rein trembled.

Although he is a high-level undead, he is garbage among the high-level undead. If he wants to fight against these two perverted and frenzied dragons, he is seeking his own death.

The two dragons seemed to have sensed something, and they suddenly let out a roar that didn't resemble a dragon's chant. After sweeping away the state of laziness just now, they became excited like chicken blood, and roared forward four, waving the dragon wings , charging towards the rear of the undead.

What happened to these two dragons! !

The undead really wanted to die. Just now, the two dragons' passive sabotage had already made them want to die. Now these two guys are suddenly so excited, chasing them all the way and attacking them. Do they want to live!

Seeing the two frenzied dragons rushing towards his phalanx, Zela's already pale face became even more ugly.

"Retreat!" Zela roared hoarsely, pulled the reins without looking back, and waved the whip recklessly, wishing that he could grow wings and fly away from the right and wrong.

He doesn't want to be the ration of the earth dragon, and he doesn't want to be roasted into jerky by the red dragon!

Zela's roar made the undead even crazier. They didn't even care about resisting, and fled quickly with hands and feet, rolling and crawling.

In the blink of an eye, all the undead in front of the two dragons disappeared without a trace, only the dozen or so wooden carts carrying the dragons remained in place.

Those imprisoned dragons stared wide-eyed at the two "mavericks" of the same kind in front of them, and their eyes were full of shock and excitement.

The image of the earth dragon and the red dragon unilaterally beating the undead has been deeply imprinted in the souls of these dragons. Seeing the intruders being driven away, they finally realized that the two dragons saved them.

Although……

The attack methods of these two kinds are very strange, and the calls are also very unpleasant, but this does not prevent this group of dragons from expressing their gratitude and admiration to each other with their eyes.

"Tsk tsk, I can't help hitting this too much." With a teasing laugh, a petite figure suddenly jumped down from the big tree beside him.

Shen Yanxiao walked to the wooden cart swaggeringly, and scanned the battlefield.

Due to some foodie reason, apart from some charred marks on the ground, there was not even a corpse of an undead.

The imprisoned dragons watched in horror at the sudden appearance of the female undead, but what made them feel strange was that the little undead in front of them did not have the unique death aura of the undead. If they hadn't seen her standing in front of them with their own eyes, they would have Can't feel the other party's breath at all.

But no matter what, the other party's face full of undead features still made the group of dragons flustered.

They looked at the two of the same kind with begging eyes, but the two of the same kind didn't seem to intend to attack the undead.

Shen Yanxiao slowly swayed to a wooden cart, and deftly turned over to get on the cart. She could clearly feel that the Dragon Clan in the cage was trembling.