The Golden Griffon was once again driven by President Lu to fly towards the high altitude, the speed became faster and faster.
The atmosphere of Feng Yixiu was still a bit heavy, and he smiled and said: "I said Dean Lu, this golden griffon is a Warcraft! Why is it so obedient?"
Dean Lu explained with a smile: "This golden griffin was artificially domesticated as soon as it was born, so it can be tamed. However, because it has no wildness, it has no fighting power. When the mount is okay, if it is used for combat, No way."
"Oh... this is the case." Feng Yixiu nodded slowly.
"Not all Warcraft are ferocious, but not all Warcraft can be domesticated, so you still want to cultivate war spirits..." Teacher Xuan Ji said with a voice.
Everyone talked first with no one, and soon more than four hours passed.
"Hatch..." Eastern Oriental fell asleep at the end of the summer, but found that he hadn't reached his destination yet, pouting and complaining: "How come it hasn't arrived! How long?"
"It's about to come, and you'll be there after passing through this thundercloud!" Dean Lu pointed to a large black cloud not far away and smiled.
"Oh...arriving through Thundercloud..." The Eastern Summer's confused preparations fell back to sleep again, but suddenly jumped up and said loudly: "What? Thundercloud?"
Sooner or later, the Golden Griffon rushed into the dark thundercloud for a moment.
"Boom..."
Then there were violent thunders all around, and huge beams of thunder were illuminating the dark clouds.
Feng Yixiu and Xuan Ji almost sacrificed their own spirit soldiers at the same time, using their own ways to deal with the Thunder.
Feng Yixiu is lazily holding his silver bone dragon gun, which acts as a lightning rod. The violent thunder is the best spiritual supply for Feng Yixiu.
Teacher Xuan Ji attracted Thunder to other places, try not to hit the Golden Griffon.