Ji's voice was calm.
He flew over and turned his head to look at Miao and Mei.
He raised his hand and pointed a finger at Miao.
"So what if he's a direct disciple of the immortal ancestor?"
Miao's expression changed.
His strength was inferior to Mo Chi's!
At this moment, a golden rope appeared in his hand.
Boom!
The golden rope transformed into a giant dragon that coiled around Miao, protecting him.
The golden rope had been given to him by the immortal ancestor to deal with Prison Dao Ancient God.
At this moment, Ji's attack gave him a strong sense of danger. Therefore, he had no choice but to use this treasure.
Boom!
The golden rope shook and trembled, but in the end, it blocked Ji's attack.
Miao's expression was extremely unsightly.
The resentment that had been suppressed in his heart for the human race completely erupted at this moment.
