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Chapter 2046 Formation

It seems that this warrior is not lying.

But if the things on Luo Jinghong's body fell here, does it mean that he himself has been killed here?

Luo Qingtong frowned.

In fact, when Luo Jinghong entered the Land of Immortal Death, it already meant that there was a lot of misfortune.

After all, this immortal place of death cannot be entered until the aura is weakened!

Otherwise, even if there is a top-quality immortal jade bone inside, it will not be able to withstand much time, and it will be corroded to death by the aura of the immortal place of death!

The people from the Beastmaster Valley guarded Luo Jinghong for seven days outside the Immortal Death Land, and after making sure that he did not go back the same way he entered, they left.

Because if Luo Jinghong goes deep into the Immortal Death Land, he will die!

They guarded the perimeter where he entered to make sure he didn't come out again and die inside!

Luo Qingtong's eyes were cold.

Her figure swept towards where the warrior was pointing.

"That's it... there!"

The warrior raised his hand gingerly and pointed to the place where he had picked up the jade pendant.

It was a thick patch of grass.

He and his sect members passed by here two days ago and accidentally caught a glimpse of the jade pendant and picked it up.

After all, in this immortal place, anything that can't be corroded by the breath can be regarded as a treasure.

He hung the jade pendant around his neck, and it fended off several attacks for him in the past two days.

Especially this time, if it weren't for this jade pendant, he would have died long ago under Luo Qingtong's attack.

"Hmph, look at him."

Luo Qingtong told the little fragrant pig and jumped into the grass.

The place where the jade pendant fell was somewhat empty. Compared to the thick grass in other places, there seemed to be a little less weeds here.

Luo Qingtong's eyes narrowed slightly.

In a place like the Land of Immortal Death, ordinary weeds cannot grow.

Only the kind of corpse grass that specializes in sucking corpse gas and death gas can grow.

Those corpse grasses grow exclusively on rotting corpses.

Generally speaking, wherever corpse grass grows, there must be corpses underneath to provide nutrients.

Luo Qingtong's eyes narrowed slightly.

The blood in her eyes flashed across the area where the weeds were.

It was soon discovered that there were many corpses lying scattered under this patch of weeds.

These corpses were buried deep in the ground, lying in very strange postures, but Luo Qingtong scanned around and did not see Luo Jinghong's corpse.

Her brows furrowed slightly.

Suddenly, she noticed that the corpses were arranged in a strange way.

Moreover, there were neatly cut wounds on these corpses.

The breath in these wounds flows to the places around them, and one can clearly see the traces of artificial carvings.

The carvings of these traces have been very long ago, and it is almost impossible to see their existence, and they are thickly covered by the soil.

If Luo Qingtong's blood pupils hadn't been able to see clearly into the ground, and could also see the placement of these corpses and the wounds on their bodies, and connect them vaguely, I'd probably never know that these traces existed.

"This is... a formation?"

Luo Qingtong looked at these corpses with a surprised look on her face. Based on her own strength, she impressively constructed a cross-domain formation that tore apart space.

"Bang!"

Luo Qingtong raised her hand.
Chapter completed!
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