Chapter 1757: Rescue (1)

The dragons looked at the human girl in front of them.
"You really want to go?" The gentle Jinlong had a worry.
Shen Yanxiao smiled and said: "The dragon lion has a life-saving grace for his father. I must save him."
The dragons are amazed that a human being has this courage to face the undead army, but they can only choose to stand by.
The practice of Shen Yanxiao is in stark contrast to their choices, which makes the dragons who have always prided themselves feel very shy.
When he walked away, Shen Yanxiao did not say anything more than the dragons. He called the shallow abyss, summoned the Suzaku, and took the Yangxi and others immediately to the scene.
When the figure of Suzaku disappeared into the sky, the dragons in the valley were silent.
"There is a human being to save our kind..." I don’t know who sighed, and the eight-winged Golden Dragon, who was arrogant and eloquent, silently lowered his head, no matter how arrogant their reasons were, but the truth is They chose to give up the same kind.
The dragons are silent, Shen Yanxiao, but they are heading to the new battlefield.
In the distance not far from the north, the fire is shining, and a sound dragon smashes through the sky.
A strong smell and death scent permeate the air.
A huge silver dragon competes with three bone dragons in the air, and the silver light sprayed in the mouth smashes a bone dragon that is trying to approach. The broken bone powder floats in the air, passing the six silver dragons. A lustrous dragon wing.
Qianlong’s strongest six-winged silver dragon in the history of the mainland is also the only powerful silver dragon that has the strength to make many eight-winged golden dragons bow down.
Under the siege of several bone dragons, there was not a slight drop in the wind. The silver dragon scales shimmered in the sunlight!
"Damn! The other party is only three dragons, and two are Tianlong. Actually, we have spent more than a dozen bone dragons yet to take them down!" A dead soul in a black cloak hates in the sky. The dragon lion who slaughtered the bone dragon.
Different from those of the lower undead, the eyes of this undead are shining with green light. It is a rare high-dead soul. He holds a staff with gray bones in his hand. Through this staff, he can put dead bodies. Resurrected into the undead, in the process of chasing the rebels, he has resurrected countless opponents, let them become their slaves, but now he has encountered the most difficult opponent.
The first encounter with the other party is just four dragons.
There is only one six-winged silver dragon, and the only one is a four-winged red dragon and two dragons.
I thought it would be easy to win the spoils, but I didn't want to encounter the overlord among the silver dragons!
The battle lasted for one day and one night, and the bone dragon of his own hand continued to drop sharply, but the other party did not break it. He finally made a red dragon seriously injured, but the result was covered by the dragon lion to let him escape.
"Hall, we have signaled to the other undead, I believe that they will come soon, the dragon lion has been fighting for so long, the physical strength has dropped, we can certainly take him down." A lower undead Fearing standing beside the high spirits, humble opening.
"Must kill the dragon lion, I will use his body to make my most loyal servant!" Hall snorted, the power of the dragon lion made him shocked and full of expectations, if he could Only the silver dragon overlord will accept, then his position in the undead will rise.