A piece of Emperor Yan's banner can be ranked in the top ten of the Star River Tablet Divine Weapon List, not to mention how precious the black dragon pattern golden ancient coffin carefully cast by Emperor Yan is!

Wu Heng didn't say a word, opened the lid of the coffin, jumped directly into the coffin, and then closed the lid of the coffin.

This scene was quite comical, and he didn't need to be ridiculed by the enemy, but he took the initiative to jump into the coffin.

Immediately afterwards, the flaming Fire Cloud Shield and many attacking treasures came one after another, hitting the surface of the black dragon pattern golden ancient coffin, and there was a chaotic sound, like pots and pans falling to the ground.

The ancient coffin was indestructible, and these magic weapons couldn't be helped, let alone hit Wu Heng who was hiding in the coffin.

The masters of the Mo family were so angry that they jumped to their feet, and dozens of immortal powerhouses went all out, but it was difficult to hurt the fur of a junior, and in such a scene where the heroes gathered, how could there be face?

"Close!"

The old heart of the Mo family knew that the magic weapon was difficult to help the ancient coffin, so he raised his hand to summon it to take back the Huoyun Shield.

However, the Huoyun Shield seemed to be stuck to the surface of the coffin, not listening to his own call at all, and was indifferent.

The rest of the Mo family monks also encountered the same situation, unable to recall the magic weapon attached to the surface of the ancient coffin, and they all looked shocked, "Why didn't my magic weapon obey the call?"

"Mine too!"

"What the hell is going on?"

"Oops, I feel that my Yuan Shen weapon is being sucked up by an inexplicable force!" "An old monk of the Mo family, who has ascended to the Six Realms of Immortals, has his eyelids jumping wildly, and he exclaimed, there is definitely a hidden mystery in the ancient coffin.

Wu Heng, who was hiding in the coffin, understood all this with his divine thoughts, and was also shocked, as the owner of the ancient coffin, he didn't know that the ancient coffin also had such a mysterious ability, absorbing the weapon and devouring the aura in the weapon!

He rarely used the ancient coffin in battle, most of them were used for cultivation, and the only time he used it before was when he was crossing the Ten Thousand Beast Tribulation.

Now that he found that the ancient coffin still had such magical power, it really made Wu Heng's eyes light up.

Seeing that the magic weapon treasure that was adsorbed on the surface of the coffin was getting more and more dim, the masters of the Mo family were anxious, and hurriedly rushed to the monks on the scene to ask for help, shouting: "Fellow Daoists, if you don't make a move, this Wuheng will be lawless!"

Such a scene is really embarrassing.

Dozens of immortal masters couldn't help but forget it in the face of a junior in the god realm, and they actually had to ask for rescue......

"It's just ridiculous, a junior is so arrogant?" The monk of Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain made a move, since Wu Heng no longer had the power of a true immortal, then there was no need to be afraid.

In the final analysis, Wu Heng's current cultivation realm is not enough to make a real immortal master jealous.

"Boom!"

A large yellow mountain appeared in the night sky out of thin air, which was very large, making the originally dark night even darker.

Take a closer look, it is the paw of the ancient relics of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, with the body of a human and the head of a lion, quite old, and cultivated in the Seven Realms of Immortals.

The huge soles of his feet fell to the ground with a bang, stepping on the black dragon pattern golden ancient coffin.

"Ahh

Screams were heard immediately, and blood shot out.

The lion-faced man roared in pain, and there were several bloody wounds on the soles of his feet, as well as traces of serious burns, those sharp weapons were all Mo family master weapons adsorbed on the black dragon pattern golden ancient coffin, which were incomparably sharp, especially the fire cloud shield, and the flames rushed into the sky, torturing this golden lion in pain.

The rest of the creatures of the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain saw this scene, where did they dare to make a move, and hurriedly retreated, there was no one in the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain, they were all ancient relics, and their attack and secret techniques were all practiced from the physical side, and they basically did not use any weapons.

In fact, it's useless to use weapons, isn't it adsorbed on it by the black dragon pattern golden coffin?

People had a headache when they saw it, and Wu Heng hid in the coffin, really helpless.

The space in the ancient coffin is not large, it is particularly dark, and Wu Heng is sitting in it, with some crooked attention in his heart.

He tried to talk to the Black Dragon Pattern Ancient Golden Coffin and said, "Ancient Coffin, why don't you release all the weapons that you have absorbed first?"

The ancient coffin was silent, and Wu Heng did not give any response.

"It seems that the ancient coffin has no intelligence. Wu Heng expressed a little regret for this, and said to himself: "If the black dragon pattern golden ancient coffin can let go of the more than ten magic weapons, it is estimated that more magic weapons will come, and those guys will have to be deflated by then!"

As soon as these words came out, the black dragon pattern golden ancient coffin buzzed, as if it was responding to something.

Immediately afterwards, more than ten magic weapons attached to the ancient coffin flew away one by one and returned to the hands of the Mo family monks.

Wu Heng's eyes widened when he saw it, it turned out that the black dragon pattern golden ancient coffin was spiritual, and he was also very greedy, and he was willing to let go when he heard that there were more magic weapons.

Seeing the return of the weapon, the masters of the Mo family were overjoyed, "It seems that the ability of the ancient coffin to absorb weapons is only temporary, so there is no need to be afraid!"

"Everyone, pry open the lid of the coffin together, capture Wu Heng alive, and escort the five horses to Xingchang to divide the corpses!" the Mo family monk shouted.

"Kill the Holy Son of my clan, I want you to look good!" A shout carried a strong killing intention, and dozens of masters of the purple-clothed clan appeared, among which there was even a legend of ascending immortals.

"Kill!"

A strong hatred for Wu Heng was ignited in an instant, and many enemy monks made a unified move, each offering a magic weapon, I don't believe that so many people will not be able to pry a coffin!

"Brush, brush, brush!"

A colorful glow across the night sky, as bright as a meteor, the scene is shocking, there are thousands of weapons to kill, among which there are many strong immortals, under such an offensive, it is estimated that the true immortals have to avoid it, right?

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The sound of explosions piercing through the gold cracking stones continued, and many attacking weapons slammed on the coffin lid, even if the coffin could not be smashed, Wu Heng would be shocked to death by the aftermath alone.

In fact, Wu Heng didn't feel the aftermath at all, and the attack power of the weapon was blocked by the black dragon pattern golden ancient coffin.

"It's amazing, this baby is really easy to use!" Wu Heng's eyes lit up, and he was very excited.

At this moment, the black dragon pattern golden coffin is like a magnet, adsorbing thousands of weapons that circulate Baohui on the surface, and all kinds of glows overlap together, which is extremely dazzling.

"Oops, the weapon can't be recovered!"

The monks who made the move were instantly flustered, as if they had lost the most precious thing in their lives.

"It's okay, it's only temporary, could it be that the black dragon pattern golden ancient coffin has such a big appetite that it can swallow thousands of weapons alive?" The monk of the Mo family spoke, because he had experience before, so he was relatively calm.

But this is also very terrifying, thousands of magic weapons were shot, and the ancient coffin was immovable, and it couldn't break through the defense at all.

As time passed, the monk who was absorbed into the weapon became even more anxious, why hasn't the force of absorption dissipated yet?

And they found that the more time passed, the more their weapon aura would be devoured.

"Didn't you say that the ancient coffin's adsorption capacity was only temporary?" The anxious person immediately pointed the finger at the Mo family.