Only thirty thousand dragons had appeared before them, and the formation they had created was nowhere near the scale of the army of five or six hundred thousand corpse wyrms.
Yet the aura emanating from this formation was even more formidable than that of the corpse wyrm army. The combined aura of the dragons seemed to form a colossal dragon shadow, coiling above them.
This was the totemic aura the dragons had condensed. After so many years of refinement, and with him and the dragon experts having spent all these years training the formation, it could now draw upon some of the totemic power even without Lu Xiaotian personally directing it, multiplying its might several times over.
With Lu Xiaotian there, the formation's totemic power became even more apparent.
Now, with Wen Tingdao and the other Daluo Golden Immortal dragons leading the charge, they might not look like a large force, but they were a blade of unparalleled sharpness. The corpse wyrm army, whose movements had now ground to a halt, looked more like a slab of fresh meat.
"I told you you'd regret it." Ying Xuanming gave a sinister grin as he looked at Jiao Tu, Jiao Qingliu, Jiao Yong, and the others.
"It felt good to gang up on us just now, didn't it? Your corpse wyrm clan still has an overwhelming numerical advantage, but I hope you can withstand what's coming."
Jiao Tu and the others looked livid. Their minds were in turmoil, and none of them spoke up to argue.
The Five-Colored Demon Snake regretted it so much she could have bitten through her own guts. When she had seen the Solitary Cry Wyrm Emperor appear, she'd thought she had bet on the right side. After killing a few dragons, she'd figured she might get a