The dragon people are surprised to see the human girl in front of them.

"Do you really want to go?" The gentle Golden Dragon has a little worry.

Shen Yanxiao said with a smile, "the dragon lion has the grace to save my father. I will go to save him."

The dragon people are surprised that a human has the courage to face the undead army, but they can only choose to stand by.

Shen Yanxiao's practice is in sharp contrast to their choice, which makes the proud dragon people feel very ashamed.

Said to go away, Shen Yanxiao did not say anything more to the dragon people, called the shallow abyss, summoned the Zhuque, and took Yang Xi and others immediately to the past.

When the shadow of the rosefinch disappears in the sky, the dragon people in the valley are silent.

"Let a human being save our kind..." I don't know who sighed. Just now, several eight winged golden dragons with lofty spirits all lowered their heads silently, no matter how grand their reasons were, but in fact, they chose to give up the same kind.

The dragon people are silent, but Shen Yanxiao and them are going to a new battlefield.

In a distance not far from the north, the fire was shining, and a dragon chanted through the sky.

A strong smell of blood and death filled the air.

In the middle of the air, a huge Silver Dragon competes with three bone dragons. The silver light in its mouth smashes one bone dragon trying to get close to it into pieces. The powder of broken bones floats in the air, passing the six shining Dragon Wings of the silver dragon.

The most powerful six winged silver dragon in the history of the Qianlong continent is also the only powerful Silver Dragon whose strength makes many eight winged golden dragons bow to the throne.

Under the siege of several bone dragons, they didn't fall into the wind at all. The silver dragon scales are shining in the sun!

"Damn it! The other side is only three dragon families, and two are Tianlong, which cost us more than a dozen bone dragons and can't take them down! " A dead man in a black cloak hates to stare at the dragon lion who slaughters the bone dragon in the sky.

Different from those lower undead, the undead's eye is shining with green light. It's a rare higher undead. He holds a magic wand made of gray bone in his hand. Through this magic wand, he can revive the dead body into the undead. In the process of killing the rebels, he once raised countless opponents and reduced them to his own slaves. But now he But he met his most troublesome opponent.

Meet each other for the first time, but it's only four dragons.

There is only one six winged silver dragon, and only one four winged red dragon and two Tianlong are left.

I thought I could easily take the spoils, but I didn't want to meet the overlord in the silver dragon!

The battle lasted for a day and a night, and the bone dragon under his hand was constantly decreasing, but the other side had no loss. He managed to beat a red dragon seriously, but he was covered by the dragon and lion and let it escape.

"Lord hall, we have sent a signal to other undead. I believe they will come soon. The dragon and lion have been fighting for so long, and their strength has declined. We can take him down." A low level of the dead stand in fear of the high level of the dead, humble mouth.

"I must kill the dragon and lion. I will make my most loyal servant out of his body!" Hall snorted coldly. He was shocked by the strength of the dragon and the lion, but also full of expectations. If he could take the silver dragon overlord, his position among the dead would rise.