In less than ten minutes, the bone dragon shattered into pieces under Taotie and the rest's pincer attack. Vermilion Bird then spat out a mouthful of flames and directly burnt it into ashes.
The undeads were struck dumb. Where did these perverts come from?
Forget about those two humans, but what about those three magical beasts?
Didn't they say that the number of mythical beasts and above could be counted on one hand? How did they encounter three at one go? Furthermore, one of them was at the level of a holy beast!
Seeing that their only support was just a bone dragon, the group of undeads was shocked. They were all low-level undead. Without the bone dragon, not to mention the three magical beasts, even the severely injured red dragon could crush them to death!
If they did not run now, when would they?
The undeads changed directions and immediately wanted to escape.
