It was a group of dead people with the breath of death all over them. Under the dark gray cloak, a pair of gray white hands did not have any blood color, like dead bodies for a long time.

This is Shen Yanxiao's first time to see the real undead. In the bright land, among the people Shen Yanxiao has known, except Shen Jiawei, only her body and blue sealed glass are integrated into the power of the undead. However, her blood of the undead has not been awakened, and the smell of the undead on blue sealed glass is also tenfold thin.

Looking at the dozen dead, Shen Yanxiao narrowed his eyes slightly.

The dozens of undead have different looks and look very similar to human beings, but the gray skin makes people feel creepy. There is almost no meat on their cheeks. The gray skin wraps around the bones. The sunken cheeks and the gray eyes make people feel scared.

"Run? Why don't you run? " The leader of the dead gave a sombre laugh, and the fire reflected on his bloodless face, which was very strange.

He looked at the three figures who were blocked by the six winged bone dragon, and the soles of his eyes were grim.

The two tall figures in the three figures immediately protected the small figures in the middle one by one.

In the light of the fire, Shen Yanxiao saw the bodies of the three guys.

The two tall men were already scarred. The dirty blood soaked their armor. The wounds on their bodies were dark, and the blood was black. A lot of blood loss had made them very weak.

But in the face of the siege, they did not flinch at all. They protected the little guy to death.

"Those are two four winged red dragons." Shallow yuan is acutely aware of the two incarnations of the Dragon identity, but he is unable to perceive the level of the little guy.

The little guy is well protected by two red dragons. Even Shen Yanxiao can't see him clearly.

"Abominable undead!" A red dragon with four wings panted and stared at the undead in front of him. These ten undead were only the lowest ones, and they had no combat power at all. With the strength of his red dragon, it was easy to kill them.

However, what really bothered them was the six winged dragon.

With the skeleton of the six wing silver dragon as the medium, the reborn bone dragon inherits all the strength of the silver dragon. The six wing Silver Dragon stabilizes its strength with one edge of the red dragon. Even if it is two to one, they are not the opponent of the bone dragon.

What's more, their long-term escape and countless battles have left them two scarred. The wounds wounded by the dead have been eroded by a lot of death breath. In their current situation, it's impossible to defeat the hexapterosaurus!

"Ha ha, hateful? Don't forget that it's not our undead who will kill you, but your dragon people. " The undead gave a strange laugh, as if he was not eager to kill the prey in front of him. "After more than a thousand years, do you really think you can continue to escape? Don't worry, we won't fight. What will kill you will be the same kind of people after the resurrection of your dragon clan. "

"You jackals of Longyan! This kind of thing is not a dragon at all! Despicable undead, one day the light will punish you! " The red dragon roared angrily. The blood dripping from his wound had soaked the sudden under his feet.

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I went to bed and I'll update Chapter 11 tomorrow, MoMA.