"Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!
The crisp sound of clapping came from afar. The sound seemed to contain some kind of rhythm of the great Dao, and even the rolling Thunder could not cover up the sound of the clapping.
Zi Menghan looked in the direction of the voice and saw the third Prince, Zi Lingxiao, standing quietly in the air. He was dressed in a sky-green robe with cloud patterns on it. His hair was like clouds and his star-like eyes were looking at Zi Menghan with a smile. He clapped his hands and smiled, " "Good move, ninth sister!"
Although the third Prince, Zi Lingxiao, was also surrounded by lightning, he had two purple Dragons coiling around him, which easily isolated him from the rumbling lightning. He was not affected at all.
"Third brother also wants to fight with me?" Zi Menghan looked straight at Zi Lingxiao.
