The icicles quickly stretched below the ding, and the magma retreated from the place where it passed. More magma poured in, obscuring the icicles, but the icicles did not shrink by half a point.

Near the bottom of the tripod, let the icicles start to turn in place and extend downward. When the icicle passed, the magma seemed to retreat automatically, and it didn't take long for it to hit an object with a slightly different hardness.

Jun frowned without a trace, and as soon as his mind moved, the front end of the icicle began to melt, and the melted water slowly left along the icicle, turning into extremely fine ice crystals, seeping into the magma at the bottom of the ding.

What he used to condense the icicles was the "Lingji Holy Spring", which was rare for thousands of years, and the Lingji Holy Spring had extreme freezing gas, which was rare for hundreds of thousands of years, and once the ice was condensed, it would not melt unless it had the strength of the Divine Phoenix True Flame. Jun Mad has the Spirit Extreme Holy Spring, but the number is not much, it is only about the size of a bowl and a half—of course, this is also from his personal imagination.

In Qin Xiao's world, he can change a lot, but he can't change everything. Even if he imagined that he had a spiritual extreme holy spring, he only had such a bowl and a half in his hand. About half a bowl is still from Qin Xiao's almsgiving.

Below the tripod is a simple trapped array, which is used to prevent the tripod from being moved, and the trapped array has six formation bases, five of which are at the same level, and one is deeper. The source of the formation's energy is another formation at the same level as the sixth formation, refining the fire energy in the magma and transforming it into purer energy, and at the same time helping to accept the soul of the ancient clan in the driving ding.

Jun Mad noticed that there were also a few cultivators' souls in Dingzhong, most of whom had been almost wiped out, and they had been included in Dingzhong for a long time, leaving only a trace of spiritual consciousness that was still lingering, and they were still instinctively hoping that someone would come to the rescue. It's just that they don't know that this situation is hopeless for the most part.

Two devotionals, five metaphysical cultivations, it would be nice if they found out earlier......

"It's weird." Jun Mad realized that although these two formations were used to stabilize the tripod and provide energy, the entire formation did not seem to have the function of strictly guarding the tripod once an object approached. Looking at it this way, the Dingshou people are still there, and once a "prey" approaches, they will drive the formation to capture.

It's just that the other party's escape technique is special, and with the cultivation of Jun's madness returning to the true realm, he can't even detect a trace of breath.

Jun Mad destroyed all the six formation bases, withdrew the Spirit Pole Holy Spring, and approached Ding while paying attention to his surroundings.

There are many souls in the ding, all of them seem to be rooted in the ding, and Jun Mad can't pull the soul out of it after trying it. After taking a few breaths in front of the ding, he found that not only the cultivators, but even the souls of the ancient relics were also crying for help, and some desperately put their hands on the edge of the ding, but they were dragged deeper by the invisible hands.

'Could it be that this Ding has collected the soul of the ancient clan and intends to refine it? Jun raised his eyebrows, pushed a few steps away, and took out a few ancient clan souls that he had collected before.

He was standing far away from Ding, and he still felt a strong suction, wanting to suck the souls of the ancient clan, but without checking for a while, two souls of the ancient clan were collected by Ding.

Jun Crazy chose one that looked calmer, thinking that he should be able to ask something. He grasped his soul in his hand: "Do you know this Ding?" ”

"Humph!"

"How about making a deal?" Jun Mad looked at the soul in his hand patiently, "You are the elite of the ancient clan, and I have no intention of persuading you to surrender, I just want to know a little bit about that Ding." Of course, after the deed is done, I can also set you free. ”

Hearing this, the other party seemed to be a little interested, and pretended to hesitate for a few breaths before nodding: "Our Dajun has great powers, this Ding is just an ordinary treasure on Dajun, I advise you to be arrested." The Maharaja is only testing our determination now, and if he goes into battle in person, I am afraid that you will all be one and the same. ”

"I didn't plan to listen to your nonsense, I just didn't bother to use the soul search technique." Jun Mad chuckled, and the hand holding the soul was slightly forced, "The role of that tripod is just to absorb the soul?" ”

Small cracks appeared in the other party's soul almost at the same time, knowing that Jun Mad was also a ruthless stubble, he put away his contemptuous attitude: "That's right." Once the body of our warriors is damaged, the soul will quickly break away and enter the Dingzhong, and the Maharaja has his own way to make us quickly become a new combat force. After a pause, he added, "This is a well-known thing in our alliance, and it's not a secret at all. ”

"Okay, I'll do what I say." Jun Mad let go of his hand, "You go, I hope you don't regret it." ”

To tell the truth, I can't help but regret the soul, because as soon as Jun Mad let go, the soul was sucked into the ding by the powerful suction. As strong as him, this tripod can't shake him by half a point. But he suspected that if the cultivation was low again, he was afraid that his soul would immediately leave his body and be included in the Dingzhong.

Sure enough, it was an evil thing. Jun frowned frantically without a trace, pursed his lips slightly and looked at the soul that had just been sucked into the ding, and desperately crawled out.

"Save me, I am willing to surrender, willing to be a slave of the human race, only save me! Maharaja, you lied to me...... Save me, save me, I don't want to die, I still have a wife and a daughter. ”

The true color of the soul is transparent, but Jun Mad seems to see blood and tears in the other party's eyes, and the red color is so dazzling. He was unmoved, watching the soul of this ancient clan be devoured by Ding.

As the formation that provided energy below was destroyed, the speed at which Ding Devoured the Soul sped up a lot. If he was still chewing and swallowing slowly before, he didn't even notice anything in the Ding, but now he is like swallowing dates, quickly digesting the soul in the Ding, and many people who are slightly weaker in cultivation are not even able to ask for help.

The soul of the cultivator who had been lit up before had been completely extinguished, and the soul had been completely wiped out, and the little energy left was not enough for Ding.

A thought flashed through Jun's mind - this evil thing must be destroyed. He belongs to the action faction, his hand has already begun to act with his mind, and a golden light slashes towards Ding.

"It's not going to be done." A slightly hoarse voice rang out. The sound seemed to echo all around, and it was difficult to find the place of origin for a while; And Jun Madness's previous slash was also blocked by a transparent barrier.

Jun Mad raised his eyes and looked, there seemed to be a human face on the barrier, the outline was slightly blurred, and most of his facial features were obscured by the shadow cast by the cloak, but this person Jun Mad subconsciously felt a little familiar.

"Little people, don't you even dare to show up?" He snorted coldly, his face disdainful.

"Since you can see that this seat is an old man, why do you have to pretend to be a posturer? This seat is not here, this tripod is owned by this seat, and this seat is unceremoniously withdrawn. Leaving these two sentences, the faces on the barrier disappeared.

Seeing that Dingzu began to pull up from the magma, Jun Madness clenched his right fist tightly, shattered the barrier with one punch, and pressed Ding who wanted to fly away.