Chapter 615: The Forgotten Ding

If it weren't for this delicate time gap, the fierce beast and the Purple Gold Pluto Bat clan would have collapsed for a long time, losing hope of leaving the underground cave.

Even so, one-sixth of the time is still a long time before ancient times. The Purple Gold Dark Bat Clan has never been guarded and stolen, and the fierce beasts have experienced a sharp increase in the overall number of the population, and now they are few and fine, which is also the result of years of precipitation.

Fierce beasts have always followed instincts, and not every one of them is as powerful as the female beast in terms of intelligence, but most of them do not distinguish between good and evil, and have no moral concept at all; The Purple Gold Immortal Bat Clan, ordered to guard the underground cave, all they have to do is to take some stone essences every once in a while, and then transfer them to the manager through the only exit, and they themselves can also get a subtle point of favor given by the Divine Phoenix, the Divine Phoenix Fallen Administrator no longer asks for it, but they only take their own point, and even now, when the power of the race's bloodline has been weakened repeatedly, they have not moved a trace of greed.

Should it be said that the influence of the Divine Phoenix is so strong that all the subordinates are dead set on her, or these ethnic groups inherited from ancient times, which are very ......

Forget it. This has something to do with me...... 'Jun shook his head violently, leaving useless thoughts behind.

"Your Majesty, we're already three days late." Qin Xiao tugged at his sleeve, "It's time to go, right?" ”

"It's really time." Jun Mad bowed slightly, "I'll take you away." As he spoke, Jun Mad raised his hand, and the temperature that had risen sharply before because of the Divine Phoenix True Flame miraculously dropped by more than one percent in an instant.

Before little Lori could be surprised, she saw a layer of cold ice condensed under her feet, and the color of the ice surface was a little extraordinary, and it didn't look like it could melt at will.

"What is this?" Jun Qian stepped on the ice with his foot. It was as thin as a hair's ice, but there were no cracks due to his stepping, and there was a silver light floating on the surface of the ice, so it was not a vulgar thing.

"You should be familiar with it." Jun laughed wildly, "Lingji Holy Spring." It was only with it that I was able to break through the magma and get your hands on the tripod you used to gather souls. ”

“…… Speaking of which, what about the tripod? Only then did Jun Qian remember that it was not easy for him to trick so many ancient clans into sending them to death, and he took back his soul to refine the magic weapon. Like the population of Thunderfall City, even if all the sacrifices are made, it will be a tripod furnace at best, and if a lot of souls are not invested in the tripod furnace, it will be meaningless.

And this tripod is the carrier of the soul. After refining the inhabitants of Thunderfall City, he fused the tripod of the itinerary with the tripod of the blooming soul.

Jun Qian couldn't deny that at that time, he did unite with other ancient clan warlocks to cast spells, that is, he wanted to refine the entire Thunderfall City, the residents and the low-level combat power of the ancient clan fighting in the city into a virtual tripod, and the ruin tripod was fused with the real tripod that absorbed a large number of souls to form a powerful weapon spirit, and repeated this operation repeatedly, after refining mortals, and then waiting for the opportunity to enter the spirit world to steal the soul that wandered and fled, and repeatedly sacrificed this tripod to achieve an extremely powerful magic weapon.

This is Jun Qian's plan.

His excuse to the ancient clan was that they could achieve a magic weapon of victory, consuming only the enemy's combat power collected from the mortal and spiritual realms, and their own combat power would rely on this magic weapon to refine new flesh.

The Gu clan is not very good at thinking, Jun Mad described the magic weapon of victory to the sky, and they were quickly persuaded - after all, they are not the only ones who invade the strong race, and if the strong race wants to divide the spoils, there will inevitably be friction of greater or less, only with enough strength can they have enough right to speak, even if they are stupid, the Gu clan still understands.

It is true that the Gu Clan is very easy to fool, and some people question why Thunderfall City refines the combat power of the Gu Clan together, and some people doubt whether the magic weapon for victory really exists, but the Gu Clan, who are eager to benefit the continuation of the race, would rather imagine that their battle is meaningful.

I'm afraid that until the defeat, the ancient people still believe that their monarch is for them to take the lead.

Few people know Jun Qian's evil thoughts, the ancient race and other powerful races collided with the Terran monks and died, and even slaughtered mortals, all the souls generated, Jun Qian wanted to take them into his pocket and refine them, for only himself, in order to achieve the pride of defeating Jun Qian.

However, success and failure failed.

From the very beginning, he didn't expect that if he hid Ding in a magma cave in Dongze, and deliberately added a ban, Jun Mad would still be able to easily succeed.

After that, the monarch who controlled the way of heaven dominated the battle, and the powerful race was completely defeated, and he had no time to take care of this Xiao Ding at all.

Now that Jun Crazy mentioned it, he remembered that there was such a thing.

It's just that Xiaoding is useless to him.

"What are you doing?" Jun stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him deliberately.

"No ......" Jun Qian sighed, thinking that it was better not to ask for it, so as to save Jun Qian one more reason to scare him.

"Your Majesty. What do you mean by Ding?! Qin Xiao looked at Jun Qian in confusion, and then turned his gaze to Jun Qian, obviously very curious.

Jun raised his hand and rubbed the top of her head: "You don't have to listen to those rumors outside. Your little brother himself went back to sacrifice the core of the Drift Continent to help me, and it was also to help me that these eyeing races came to invade. It's a bit bigger, but it's also a trust in my abilities. ”

"Of course." Xiao Lori raised her chin slightly, and looked at Jun Mad with a sly smile, "After all, Jun Shang is a figure recognized by Heaven." Under the suppression of the Heavenly Dao, the strong race had no advantage. Besides, Brother Huo also told me that the Six Realms had been peaceful for too long, and it was time to create some tension. ”

Qin Xiao said that he had no intention, but he listened to it with intention.

Don't think I'll get your favor if you say that. Jun Qian glared at Jun Qian fiercely, and secretly transmitted the sound.

'What's the deal?' Anyway, I just don't want your black history to affect our experience this time, so if you don't die, you have to mention your frustrated Xiaoding, this thing is too dangerous, it's better to ruin it. Jun Mad didn't care, and smiled at him.

That Ding had already been regarded by him as a reward, and he gave it to the Wind and Thunder Venerable who came to help, and he didn't plan to return it to Jun Qian at the beginning, not to mention that Jun Qian had already changed the Dao Cultivation Method, and he didn't know what to do with it if he gave it to him.

Jun Qian couldn't see Jun Mad's smug smiling face the most, and flew several knives in a row. At this point, that thing is of no use. Just don't let the soul of the ancient clan out again. ’

'I'm afraid that it has already been thoroughly refined and cultivated a powerful machine spirit. Jun Mad slightly hooked the corners of his mouth.

(End of chapter)