"This isn't an ordinary Mahayana Demonic Frog Puppet, but a Spirit Corpse Puppet controlled by the essence soul of an intelligent Mahayana Demonic Frog." Ancestor Gu Peng's expression suddenly tightened as he spoke urgently.
Saint Ancestor Ming Chou's expression also turned solemn. He naturally knew what a Spirit Corpse Puppet was, and he also knew how powerful one fully controlled by the essence soul of a true Mahayana Demonic Frog could be.
If the two of them had been present in their physical bodies, they naturally wouldn't have feared a Mahayana Demonic Frog Spirit Corpse Puppet. Even against a true Ink Flame Thunder Frog, they were confident they could fight it.
But in their current essence-soul state, how could the two Mahayana essence souls dare to treat it lightly? Only now did they understand why Qin Fengming had the confidence to fight them.
Just as Saint Ancestor Ming Chou's vigilance surged, Li Xue's attack had already begun.
Black-red flames suddenly billowed from the Giant Demonic Frog's body. A peal of heavenly thunder thundered through the air, and amid a dense chorus of whooshes, countless Netherworld Thunder Heavenly Flames immediately became clusters of flaming projectiles, blanketing the sky and earth as they swept toward Saint Ancestor Ming Chou, who was suspended in the void.
"This isn't the Ink Flame Thunder Frog's true-body demonic flame, but Netherworld Thunder Heavenly Flame!"
Facing the abruptly appearing black-red flames, Saint Ancestor Ming Chou's face immediately showed a horrified expression.
He knew what Netherworld Thunder Heavenly Flame was, and he also knew how severely it could corrode the divine soul. Facing the Giant Demonic Frog wreathed in billowing Netherworld Thunder Heavenly Flame, his heart was instantly filled with terror.
Without the slightest hesitation, a mighty surge of divine-soul energy erupted, enveloping Saint Ancestor Ming Chou's body.