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Chapter 2,207: Death Formation

    

to reach the other side, they had to cross it!The cold pond was steaming with frost, and the entire surface was shrouded in mist. Nothing could be seen clearly, only a few small boats drifting along...ons!Seeing this scene, Feng Wuhen coldly snorted: "Boy, using illusions in this place, who are you trying to scare""Even if you could conjure up countless figures, what difference would it make It wou...