Chapter Thirty-Seven: Mo Xuan's Might

"Senior, let's go-" Xue Yue in the crowd couldn't help but exclaim.

Although she has always believed that her predecessors are invincible, it's just that this Sky Devouring Demon Frog has become so powerful that it is inhuman, it is like a monster, how can this be resisted by human flesh and blood?

City Lord Ji Wuwu rushed towards the City Lord's Mansion at full speed, he wanted to invite out the strongest hole card of the Ji clan to fight against the Sky Devouring Demon Frog.

Otherwise, the demon frog will be wreaking havoc, and I am afraid that the whole city will be poisoned by it.

Rushing out of the crowd, suddenly the cold air in front of him was overwhelming, Ji Wuwu trembled, but found that a coffin fell from the sky and fell in front of him.

This is an extremely rare ice coffin carved from 10,000-year-old ice, braving the cold, stronger than Ji Wuwu in front of this ice coffin, all shivering with cold.

It's just that when he suddenly saw this ice coffin, he showed ecstasy, and he hurriedly bowed down, and shouted: "Xuanzu, the great array has been broken, and the demon frog is out of trouble, please take action." ”

The ice coffin shook, and it seemed to be about to break out, but suddenly, the shaking fell silent again.

At the same moment, a subtle voice sounded in Ji Wuwu's ears.

"It's funny, there are people who can fully activate the power of the ancestral weapon......"

Ji Wuwu was stunned.

Fully activate the power of the ancestral weapon?

Who has the ability to do that?

When he came back to his senses and was busy turning around, he saw that in the distant venue, the Sky Devouring Demon Frog was frantically attacking, and around it, there were actually three ancestral weapons rotating at the same time, constantly attacking it.

The ancient sword of the Ji Mansion, the jade seal of the Fang Mansion, and the iron ruler of the Zhao Mansion.

The three ancestral weapons, all of which were stimulated with the strongest power, carried the power of the Wutao Emperor, and continued to impact the Sky Devouring Demon Frog.

The Sky Swallowing Demon Frog continued to croak, stretching out its giant palm to slap.

Its surface was as hard as steel, and it was not afraid of the power of the ancestral weapon, like a giant tank, rushing towards Mo Xuan.

Mo Xuan was slightly moved, but he didn't retreat, but stretched out his right hand, grabbed it violently, and with a snort, a stone flew up in the air and smashed heavily at the Sky Devouring Demon Frog.

This stone is the ancestral weapon of He Fu.

As the Sky Devouring Demon Frog attacked Mo Xuan, no longer frantically chasing and killing others, the crowds fleeing in all directions began to calm down one after another.

Soon, someone noticed this terrifying scene in the field, and saw several ancestral weapons that were continuously attacking the Sky Devouring Demon Frog.

At first, they were so excited that they even called for the ancestral weapon to appear.

But it didn't take long for someone to realize that something was wrong.

They saw a young man dressed in black standing in the middle of the field.

The boy waved his hands occasionally, as if ......

It seems like he's in control of these ancestral weapons?

Ji Wuwu's eyes widened in the distance, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

"How...... Probably ......"

"It can't ......"

He was stunned, muttering to himself, and the expression on his face was even more weird and shocking than seeing the Sky Devouring Demon Frog get out of trouble.

"Interesting...... This young man...... Interesting......"

In the ice coffin, the voice of the "Xuanzu" sounded faintly in Ji Wuwu's ears.

He Jing, who fled to the rear crowd, also stopped, and saw Mo Xuan standing alone in the field, seeing that he was controlling several ancestral weapons, mighty as a god, and fighting against the Sky Devouring Demon Frog alone.

An indescribably complicated look welled up in his heart.

He was full of resentment towards Mo Xuan, and it was Mo Xuan who shattered his pride and trampled on his dignity without mercy.

He has always sworn in his heart that he wants to be strong, and he wants to seek revenge on Mo Xuan and regain his lost dignity and pride.

But now, he suddenly realized that he didn't even seem to be qualified to resent.

I can't even fully exert the ancestral weapon of He Fu, and the other party ......

He has already controlled several ancestral weapons to fight against the demon god-like Sky Devouring Demon Frog.

At this moment, He Jing realized that the gap between himself and others was simply a starry moon.

He Jing suddenly felt soft all over his body, and his face was full of bitterness.

Myself......

What do you compare yourself to?

Many elders in He Mansion knew Mo Xuan, and at this moment, like He Jing, they were dumbfounded.

Xue Wenda of the Snow Mansion was sighing secretly, who is this Mo Xuan, how can he have such magical powers?

Vaguely, he understood why the old mansion lord secretly ordered him to befriend Mo Xuan and not to be an enemy of him.

Zhao Wufang, the priest of the Zhao Mansion, also opened his beautiful eyes wide, with an unbelievable expression.

She is the eldest lady of the Zhao Mansion, and she has the opportunity to contact the iron ruler of the ancestral weapon of the Zhao Mansion when she is young, but she has never been able to sense the spirit of the ancestral weapon, let alone stimulate the power of the iron ruler.

What she couldn't understand was where this black-clothed boy came from, he was not as old as herself, how could he use the power of the iron ruler?

Moreover, it's not just the power of her Zhao Mansion ancestral weapon.

Is this still human?

Xueyue protects Nannan, but her beautiful eyes are shining.

"Senior...... It's amazing......" She almost jumped with excitement.

The Sky Devouring Demon Frog roared continuously, and the four ancestral weapons collided wildly, and the spirit of the ancestral weapons in it resonated, and the power that erupted became stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, there was a "dang" sound, the ancestral weapon of Xuefu, the bronze bell rang by itself, and the bell rang far away.

The giant bronze bell flew up and fell sharply, fiercely suppressing the Sky Swallowing Demon Frog below.

"It's the ancestral artifact of the Snow Mansion—"

"The Fifth Ancestral Artifact—"

"Oh my God—how is this possible—"

Many people exclaimed.

In all directions, everyone showed a look of shock.

They didn't know if it was Mo Xuan controlling all the ancestral weapons, or if the spirits of these ancestral weapons were activating and automatically attacking the Sky Devouring Demon Frog.

They don't believe that one person can be strong enough to control all the ancestral weapons at the same time.

More people believe that it was the ancestral weapon that spontaneously attacked the Sky Devouring Demon Frog.

With the bronze bell participating in the battle, the power of the five ancestral weapons combined, the terrifying emperor energy swept in, and the Sky Devouring Demon Frog began to be suppressed.

With a "boom", the bronze bell slammed into the back of the Sky Swallowing Demon Frog, and it was only in pain.

But it was followed by an iron ruler, an ancient sword, a stone, and a jade seal that hit the bronze bell in succession, and the power of the five ancestral weapons was one.

Suddenly, the Sky Swallowing Demon Frog was crushed and fell heavily to the ground, and the ground cracked like paper.

The Sky Swallowing Demon Frog roared, opening its mouth and spewing out a mouthful of blood.

Mo Xuan saw the opportunity, and grabbed it with his right hand, only to see a copper coin as big as a basin flying up.

"Psychic Ancestral Weapon?" the elder of the Qian Mansion roared wildly, his eyes so wide that his eyeballs almost erupted.

Qian Zhennan, the head of the mansion, opened his mouth even wider, and couldn't close it for a long time.

His mind suddenly thought of the disappearance of the ancestral weapon a few days ago.

Deep in my heart, there was a strange thought, as if these two things were related.

Under Mo Xuan's control, the copper coin flew in, like a match, slashing through the air, and then falling heavily.

The back of the Sky Devouring Demon Frog withstood the attack of the five ancestral weapons, although it was reinforced and iron, its bearing capacity had reached its limit, and another copper coin was pressed, and suddenly there was a "pop", and the dark green skin on its back cracked.

Blood gushed out like a fountain.

What's even more terrifying is that a large amount of minced flesh and stumps erupted from this rift, all of which are the remains of humans or war beasts that it has just swallowed.

The Sky Devouring Demon Frog let out an earth-shattering roar, resisting desperately, shaking violently, shaking the six ancestral weapons together, shaking the body, and wanting to pounce and devour Mo Xuan.

Hei Xuan's body shook far away, and with a grasp of his hands in the air, the six great ancestral weapons flew over together.

First the bronze bell strikes, then the stone and jade seal, then the bronze bell, the iron ruler and the ancient sword.

Attacking in turns, each blow was powerful enough to easily destroy a building and blast a powerful Rank 6 fighter to pulp.

Mo Xuan controlled the ancestral weapon and concentrated on attacking the injured back of the Sky Devouring Demon Frog.

With each impact, the wound that opened became even larger.

Blood continued to gush out from the back of the Sky Devouring Demon Frog, staining the six great ancestral weapons red.

In all directions, the people who had fled stopped one after another, and many people surrounded them again.

Everyone saw that the Sky Devouring Demon Frog was at the end of its powerful crossbow and was dying and struggling.

In the distance, the four disciples of the Nine Abysses were also stunned.

Witnessing the true explosion of the divine power of the six ancestral weapons, even the Sky Devouring Demon Frog was hit hard, although they were powerful, they were far from being opponents.

"Let's go, tell me about it. ”

Eventually, a hoarse voice came out of one of their throats and they turned away.

Soon, the four Nine Abyss Disciples disappeared.