Although the last dilapidated formation of the Dragon Clan was still struggling to hold in the ancient city, anyone with eyes could see that this crumbling formation couldn't hold out for long.,Chief Jin Muhui's expression calmed down. He didn't think that splitting up and fleeing at this moment would be a very good choice, the chances of success were extremely low.,This impending doom of the tribe's annihilation, though tragic, allowed the desolate aura of this Blood Dragon Formation to reach its peak. Buzz! The austere blood color and chillingly solemn air swept forth, crashing into the thousands of Ghost Mantis-Winged Beasts at the front. They were directly overwhelmed, their spirits shattered, then cleaved in two by the subsequent onslaught of blades and swords, all while the dragon clan remained unscathed.。