As they spoke, the White Tiger let out a roar, and a Thunder Orb struck the clouds, turning into a dense thunderstorm that pelted down. It hit the two Golden Dragons, instantly contorting their bodies.
The two dragons couldn't beat this White Tiger.
The Dragon clan senior had just left before a battle broke out inside. Was this conflict deliberately reserved?
"Ao!" Meng Xuan let out a Dragon's Chant.
"He Di, aid me!"
Su He's figure flashed as he used the Divine God Machine Flash, directly appearing above the Golden Dragon's head, with the External Phase Turtle Mountain emerging on his back, and the Spirit Snake coiling above the Turtle Mountain.
Su He chanted loudly, shielding Meng Xuan beneath him.
Thunder struck, hitting Turtle Mountain. Wrapped by the coiling Spirit Snake, the Thunder was like a Tai Chi diagram spinning, flicking off the thunderbolts. It was numbingly painful, yet not to the extent that it was unbearable for the two Golden Dragons.
