In the midst of the shock of the 2277 thunder race disciples

Crack! Crack

Within the Thunder Clouds, a dense thunder net was located in the surroundings. Twenty-four thunder horses were guarding a fruit.

The Thunder race disciples immediately surrounded and attacked.

Wang Xian stood at the back. With a wave of his arm, five Thunder Dragons flew forward.

The speed of the Thunder Dragons was very fast. It was no slower than third senior sister’s speed!

They were divided into five directions and surrounded the group of thunder horses.

Behind them, there were a large number of thunder chains.

When the chains collided with each other, a clattering sound was produced.

“Roar! Roar! Roar!”

When the disciples of the Thunder Race rushed over, the group of thunder horses noticed them instantly. They stood up and stared at them coldly.

“Roar Roar Roar!”

Roars came out from the Heavenly Thunder Horses’mouths as bolts of lightning struck towards them.

“Thunder Light!”