"Mire Dragons! There are so many of them!"
Shu Feng's scalp tingled as he watched the approaching horde of over a hundred Mire Dragons. He immediately summoned the Swamp Three-headed Dragon Crocodile, leaped onto its back, and then quickly summoned two hundred Hundred-Colored Dragon Eagles.
The moment the two hundred Hundred-Colored Dragon Eagles appeared, they opened their maws and spat, bombarding the Mire Dragons with volley after volley of white Dragon Breath that fell like rain.
An eerie light flashed in the Mire Dragons' eyes. The swamp around them churned and rose, forming a wall of mire.
The clouds of white Dragon Breath slammed into the wall of mire, creating a loud sizzling sound as vast amounts of steam billowed up. The mire walls were constantly being evaporated.
A vicious glint flashed in the eyes of a forty-meter-long Mire Dragon. It glanced at the sky and activated its No-fly Zone.
