In an instant, a golden thread emerged from the depths of the void, soundlessly but extremely quickly shooting forward.
Whoa! The golden silk thread is very fast.
And Tian Shixiong's face had already turned extremely pale when those old words rang out.
"Jin Hongjiao!"
Tian Shixiong's face was full of fear, his aura surged, and he instantly deployed dozens of defensive energy in front of him.
Golden threads run through it.
It was as simple as a red-hot thorn piercing through tofu, and all the defensive energy exploded and shattered before being touched.
Tian Shixiong's scalp was numb, and he flew towards the back without thinking.
"Brother Yuan, save me!"
Tian Shixiong roared in fear.
Yuan Chenling frowned, his sleeves and robes surged, the wind and clouds gathered, and a powerful force of witchcraft came forward.
The mighty witchcraft power surged fiercely and was extremely majestic, but the golden thread was as thin as a hair.
The two collided suddenly.
"Bang!"
"Boom!"
The void exploded, and violent energy swept across, sending the surrounding ancient witch legions flying.
The aftermath of terror ripples.
Mountains and rivers sway.
But suddenly, a gleaming golden staff fell from the sky, stirring up endless pressure and continuing to slash towards Shi Xiong.
Yuan Chenling frowned, kneading the magic formula with his hand, an ancient rhombus-shaped sharp blade tore through the void, and slashed straight towards the crutch.
Boom! Another loud noise.
The golden crutch's downward trend was blocked, and the rhombus-shaped blade agreed to be imprisoned at high altitude.
But just then.
The golden thread that had originally collapsed resurrected and sprang out from the crack in the void. Yuan Chen Ling raised his eyebrows and slapped it with his backhand.
The energy condensed into a giant palm and was suppressed with a crash.
The golden thread disintegrated again, but there was still a faint golden light that penetrated the giant palm of Qi, and continued to attack, destroying several defensive Qi one after another.
Phew! Phew! Tian Shixiong felt his cheeks go cold, and then severe pain hit him.
A ferocious bloody mouth appeared on his face, from the root of his left ear to the right side of his chin. His facial bones were broken, and his lips exploded.
He wanted to scream.
But as soon as he opened his mouth, he found that his mouth was cracked and bloody.
What's even more deadly is that this golden thread contains terrifying power. Even if Tian Shixiong has the cultivation level of God Transformation, he cannot recover in a short time and continues to corrode his flesh and blood.
The severe pain made Tian Shixiong's face distorted.
The whole place was dead silent.
"If you can't speak, then don't speak anymore."
An indifferent voice sounded.
High in the sky, an old woman wearing black clothes, with a slightly stooped back and holding a golden crutch in her hand, slowly emerged.
Huh! The Golden Crow Guards all knelt down on one knee.
old woman.
He is the true patriarch of the Jin tribe and the strongest foundation of the Jin tribe.
"Jin Hongjiao."
Yuan Chenling squinted his eyes slightly, looked at the old woman in front of him, and said quietly: "Twelve years ago, in order to save the golden moon, you did not hesitate to destroy the three golden flower totems rewarded by the Witch Temple. I thought you didn't survive."
"What, you're disappointed?"
Jin Hongjiao looked indifferent and her tone was cold and devoid of any emotion.
Yuan Chenling raised his eyebrows.
to be honest.
Very disappointed indeed.
There are no more than ten high priests in the ancient witches, a handful of them, all from various ethnic backgrounds, and they are very old. In addition to the ceremonial high priests like Wei Chu, there are also three or four combat high priests.
But these battle high priests are rarely born.
Yuan Chenling is one of them.
Grandma Jinhua, Jin Hongjiao, is also considered one.
They are all veteran warriors of the ancient witch clan, and their combat power is extremely powerful. It can be seen from just now that Jin Hongjiao, who is also at the peak of the late stage of becoming a god, actually wounded Tian Shixiong under the protection of Yuan Chenling.
"Are you here also because of Jin Yuerong's son?"
Yuan Chenling frowned slightly.
Jin Hongjiao ignored him, but turned back to look at Tang Ming, her eyes sharp, with scrutiny and pressure.
The void roars.
A terrifying coercion descended on the whole body.
Tang Ming raised his brows slightly, but remained unmoved. Instead, there was a hint of fighting intent in his eyes.
"Boom!"
The pressure collapsed.
Jin Hongjiao frowned slightly, and an even more violent pressure shook the void, suppressing it like a towering giant peak.
Jin Tianlan's face changed slightly, and she quickly said: "Tang Ming, your grandma is testing you, and she is also blaming you for not coming back to see her all these years. Please make amends to her..." As he said.
Jin Tianlan kept winking at Tang Ming.
"apologize?"
A look of anger flashed across Tang Ming's eyes: "Why should I apologize to her? She is at the peak of becoming a god, yet she just watched my mother being detained by the Witch God's Temple and remained unmoved."
"My father and my mother encountered powerful enemies outside. Where is she?"
"Why should I apologize to her?"
Anger flashed in Tang Ming's eyes.
This was the first time for him to meet Jin Hongjiao, the senior grandmother. Unlike Jin Tianlan, Tang Ming learned from the memory fragments of his childhood that he had indeed met Jin Tianlan once.
But for Jin Hongjiao, there is no memory, not even fragments! Among the memory fragments, there is no meeting with this grandmother at all! What does this mean?
This means that when his mother brought him back, this grandmother never showed up at all. Only his uncle Jin Tianlan came out to see them.
It doesn't stop there! In this life, at this moment, it is the first time that Tang Ming sees Jin Hongjiao.
In his previous life, his parents disappeared and he was targeted by the Tang clan, but Jin Hongjiao still did not appear.
Even if she has the peak combat power of a god, even if she is the leader of the Jin tribe, even if she has the power to change fate against the will of heaven.
Jin Hongjiao has done nothing! "Why!"
Tang Ming let out a low roar, and his fighting spirit suddenly boiled. The realm of the extreme appeared between his eyebrows. The black dragon soul shot straight into the sky from his back, the soul-eating flag rose in the wind, and dozens of fierce ghosts roared ferociously.
"Boom!"
"Bang!"
The pressure released by Jin Hongjiao suddenly collapsed.
even.
On the contrary, there was a pressure from Tang Ming that spread hundreds of meters in an instant and attacked Jin Hongjiao.
Jin Hongjiao tapped the crutch in her hand slightly, the pressure dissipated, and she looked at Tang Ming in surprise.
"Clan leader, Young Master Tang Ming, please forgive me..." Jin Tianlan had already broken into a cold sweat and explained with a flattering smile.
Jin Hongjiao said indifferently: "Shut up."
"..." Jin Tianlan trembled and shut up.
Jin Hongjiao looked at Tang Ming again. After a moment, she nodded slightly: "Your temperament is as tough as Tang Anyin's, but to be honest, compared to your father, you are still a little less calm."
“How dare you make false claims without seeing the facts?”
"How do you know I didn't do anything to save your mother?
How do you know I didn’t work hard back then?”
Um?
Tang Ming was slightly startled and was about to speak.
He saw Jin Tianlan next to him winking at him and secretly sending a message: "Tang Ming, don't talk back. Your grandma has been having a hard time these past few years."
"She spent a lot of effort to save your parents' lives back then, and she..." Bang! Before he could finish his words, Jin Tianlan was directly swatted away by a strong force.
Jin Hongjiao flicked her sleeves and said indifferently: "Shut up, just shut up. If you dare to talk nonsense again, be careful to end up like Tian Shixiong."