Chapter 985 Dragon Roar

Liu Hun's fire dragon directly cut off the attack of the zombies in the west. Before other psychics could recover from the shock, they heard a sound similar to a dragon's roar in the air.

Although dragons, this magical ancient creature, have always existed in legends, and even after the end of the world, all kinds of bizarre mutant beasts appeared, but in the final analysis, they were basically mutations of ordinary animals. But at this moment, when everyone heard this sound that was similar to the mooing of a cow and the roar of a tiger, the sound of a dragon immediately came to their mind.

“It’s really a dragon!” Someone in the crowd shouted, and everyone looked up, only to see occasional flashes of silver light among the layers of dark clouds.

This silver light was like lightning that split the thick dark clouds in half. In an instant, the clouds were suddenly penetrated by countless smaller lights, as if something was hidden in them.

Zhang Duo was originally directing other psychics to attack the zombies in the west, but when he discovered the situation above, a look of horror appeared on his face.

There was another sharp and long roar, and suddenly something broke through the dark clouds, and a silver dragon-like afterimage quickly passed through the ground and air.

Only then did everyone see clearly that it was indeed a gorgeous silver dragon with a long beard and fangs at the corners of its mouth.

The dragon's body was about twenty meters long, but the strange thing was that it took less than half a minute for the dragon's body to appear and disappear. There was also a man in black tights on the dragon's body. The man held the dragon's horn with one hand and looked coldly at the tide of corpses surging like a black ant nest below.

Chen Yanxi fell directly into the zombie group. The originally dense tide of zombies seemed to retreat uncontrollably to a position about five or six meters away, forming a semi-ellipse that surrounded Chen Yanxi in the middle.

After the silver dragon disappeared into the clouds again, a silver light was seen falling from the clouds and returned to Chen Yanxi's hands like a living being.

Everyone then realized that the huge silver dragon that had just appeared was actually the Tang sword that Chen Yanxi usually carried on his waist.

Chen Yanxi tapped the blade of the long sword lightly with his fingers, and a clear long whistle sounded again, but this time it was obviously more rapid than the previous one, and the long whistle containing the aura of a dragon seemed to have some kind of special power that frightened the zombies. The dozens of zombies closest to them turned their heads away in fear.

Although zombies have lost some of their sense of pain, they are actually very sensitive to certain threatening auras. This is why low-level zombies are willing to submit to high-level evolved zombies. It is because they instinctively fear powerful forces.

The moment Chen Yanxi drew his sword, he suddenly heard a shrill roar erupting from the corpses. The sound did not seem to come from the mouth, but rather rolled out directly from the throat, causing some pain in the eardrums. Although there was a city wall of dozens of meters between them, Zhang Duo, who was standing on it, still became increasingly upset by the shrill roar.

This was not just a simple sword-drawing action, but a warning. Accompanied by bursts of dragon roars, the tide of corpses seemed to begin to become chaotic. The zombies that had originally clung to the wall seemed to have forgotten the orders because of fear, and fell down one after another like falling dominoes.

Leng Shuang's scream did not last long, because a black figure suddenly flew out from the tide of zombies, and a pair of black pupils without whites reflected Chen Yanxi's cold and resolute face.