503: C503 Tombs

C503 Tombs

"Master, I was wrong. Please don't be angry."

Xiao Jin was so scared that he hurriedly took two steps back and said with a bitter face,

After saying that, he turned around to look at Karsi.

"None of my business," it was written all over his face.

Lin Mo pressed his hand on his temple, feeling a headache coming on.

He had taken in an envoy from a God, but he turned out to be an idiot.

He had received a mount, but he turned out to be a comedian.

As a deity who had grown up from zero foundation, Lin Mo felt that he should not have to bear the burden of such an age.

"All of you shut up, just you wait!"

Lin Mo roared.

Xiao Jin and Calsus immediately stood aside, not daring to say another word.

When Lin Mo saw the two treasures finally calm down, he calmed his heart and began to observe the poisonous bog.

This poisonous bog stretched for ten kilometers and was filled with emerald green poison.

Even though it was called a poisonous bog, it was more like a poisonous pool.

The sludge and solid inside the poisonous marsh had long since been corroded by the poisonous liquid into a viscous and thick liquid, with some bubbles still bubbling out from time to time.

Compared to the purple poisonous bog in the outer layer of the forbidden area, the color of the poisonous bog here was even more bright and bright, making it even more dangerous.

Xiao Jin's nails were the nails of a huge dragon.

If even that thing could corrode it, then this poisonous bog would definitely be able to easily corrode Xiao Jin's body.

Currently, Lin Mo's Heavenly Spirit Body was only at the Spiritual Grade. He did not dare to extend his hand into the poisonous bog to test the strength of this thing.

Standing beside the poisonous marsh, Lin Mo started to ponder.

According to Xiao Jin, it was the dragon race's decision to leave this place as their residence in the Wilderness.

The place where the dragon race had arranged to live, and where there was such a large poisonous bog that could corrode everything,

No matter how he thought about it, it did not seem like a coincidence.

"Little Gold, where did your clan's corpses go to be buried after your dragon clan was defeated?"

Lin Mo abruptly raised his head and looked at Xiao Jin.

"En..." "At that time …"

Xiao Jin was stupefied for a moment before he tried his best to recall his memories.

"The corpses of the dragon clansmen were not sent back to the demon clan after the dragon clan was defeated. They were secretly disposed of outside …" "Could it be!"

Xiao Jin carefully recalled and his eyes abruptly lit up.

"Hur hur, I'm afraid so."

Lin Mo gently smiled as he nodded his head.1

Back then, the dragon race lost. Although they didn't go against the other races of the demon race at that time, the higher ups of the dragon race couldn't detect the change in attitude of the other races. It can be said that the dragon race's entire body is a treasure, whether it be blood or scales, they are all very precious materials.

Lin Mo's voice faded.

The bodies of Xiao Jin and Calzas trembled. This deduction was truly astonishing.

"So the dragon race chose to have the Aaron people stay here. They can be considered as having some blood relations with them, so they can help them protect the dragon race's cemetery?"

Calsus scratched his head and added.

"If that's really the case, then everything here is easy to explain, including the scattered dragon remains in the outer layer of the forbidden area."

In order to attract the attention of the intruders, the servants of the dragon clan must have deliberately created the illusion of a dragon tomb. "

Lin Mo nodded his head and looked at Karsi in approval.

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