Chapter 1615: Virtual circle, borrow head

The desolate virtual circle, where there is only yellow sand and night, is completely a barren land, and occasionally the threatening cry of virtual.
Lin Mo walked on the sand, with a puff, suddenly several ordinary empties drilled out of the ground and surrounded him at once.
"Reaper?!" The bone mask, red eyes, and the hollow in the xiong cavity showed a frantic breath, and greeted Lan.
"Who is the strongest void here?" Lin Mo glanced at these beast-shaped voids, completely ignoring their huge physique.
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┛嗷~~" Ordinary emptiness did not answer, but instead rushed to Lin Mo, after all, there were several temporary companions, after the mouth was finished, you could not eat anything.
"Don't you understand people's words?" Lin Mo smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and Bai Nen's hand looked forward, touching the crocodile's cheek.
"Click-!" Squeezed a little harder, the virtual mask was broken for most of it.
"Wow ah ah..." Xu covered her face and howled, quite broken, and the damage to Xu was undoubtedly very huge, and even her figure was unstable.
The miserable situation of the companion did not stop the others, but grabbed it more fiercely.
"The light of rice grains, how dare you make a difference with the sun and the moon?" Lin Mo's figure flashed in place, and in a few moments, the few phantom figures collapsed, completely torn to death.
"Well..." Seeing the tragic death of his companion, the crocodile, who was hit hard, was horrified in one eye.
"Can I say it now? Or should I ask for another false question?" Lin Mo said indifferently to the false in front of him.
"I...say, this is the Andre district that belongs to the outer circle, the ruler here is Rostagol, and it is said that he is a Vastod-class imaginary..." Under the threat of death, this ordinary imaginary knows himself Said one by one.
"You can go now." Lin Mo turned back, a light smile on the corner of his mouth.
Seeing Lin Mo's unprepared back, the crocodile's imaginary one-eyed eye burst out with strong greed. Suffering from this kind of injury, if he didn't make up for it properly, he would soon be eaten away by other empties.
"Roar—!" Opened the big mouth of the blood basin, revealing sharp teeth, just when he was about to bite Lin Mo's head, he stopped suddenly, because Lin Mo's sleeve punctured a sword blade under his arm, just piercing it. Throat.
"It's just a beast dominated by desire!" Lin Mo turned his face halfway and smiled contemptuously. This made him a man fortune and a bird for food. He knew that the gap was huge, and it would be stupid.
"Poof--!" The sword was pulled out, bringing out pouring blood.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" Crocodile screamed mournfully, regretting something, it was too late, his whole body shattered and turned into black spots to dissipate...
The Andrai district is larger than the four islands of R in the world. It has also encountered groups of virtual attacks along the way, and even Achukas-level virtual, but unfortunately it is all sent to the head.
Ordinary emptiness is a big piece of sword, and Achucas is a sword until one kills the emptiness nest where Rostagol is!
The virtual nest is made up of a large number of bones, a burly body, a cheek bone with two canines on the upper half of the face, and lines on the body, and a small BOSS. The prototype should be a tiger.
"Grim Reaper, what is the purpose of your coming here?" Tagore sat on his throne with awe-inspiring words. There were dozens of Achukas under his banner, and he looked at Lin Mo with a bad intention.
"Borrow something!" Lin Mo said calmly.
"Oh? Actually come here to borrow something from the King Tiger, the courage is commendable! Grim Reaper." Tagore laughed: "So what do you want to borrow?"
"Your item is on top!" Lin Mo said with a sudden silence.
"Bold! Grim Reaper." The tiger king's men were suddenly angry. This Grim Reaper's intention was to kill their king. They dared to despise them so innocently!
"Dead!" The surrounding Achucas immediately condensed the gleams, and all the gleams of various colors, all burst out with a buzzing sound.
"Bound Dao's Eighty-One Broken Air!" Lin Mo said, suddenly engulfed by a large amount of emptiness...
"Boom--!" A huge explosion formed a mushroom cloud!
After the explosion, Achucas laughed wildly, and every death was so overwhelming.
"How funny is it?" The smoke began to dissipate, and Lin Mo's voice heard from the explosion center.
"Nani?"
"This is impossible?"
Even Tagore's gaze changed slightly. Even him, he couldn't bear dozens of Achukas' bombardments, and the death was all right?
There was a light film around Lin Mo, which completely blocked dozens of false flashes and withdrew from the air.
"Since you have attacked, then it's my turn! The broken road is ninety-one thousand hands of skylight guns!" Lin Mo gave up singing, and made his name, just to pretend to force, dozens of glowing lines blasted out To cover the entire virtual nest.
"Boom rumbling -!" A violent explosion, the entire virtual nest was blown up instantly, screaming one after another, those Achukas-level empties were directly hit, and instantly turned into spirits to dissipate.
"Damn it! Grim Reaper, you actually did this to give this king a die---" Tagore roared, rushing out of the dust, sharp claws shot at Lin Mo, it was going to tear the death before him .
"Broken Dao ninety black coffin!" Lin Mo looked at Tagore rushing indifferently.
In the next instant, a black wall appeared, sealing Tagore inside, and finally forming a huge black coffin.
Lin Mo slowly pulled out the sword pinned to his lower back. The black coffin shattered and showed Tagore's figure. There were hundreds of blood flowers all over the body. The ground was covered with blood, and he was embarrassed. same.
"...Why...area of ​​death...Why...lose..." Tagore couldn't believe it. His superior Vastod was so vain. Why did he lose so miserably? It was a total defeat.
"Because this is the gap between dreams and reality, I took away your head! By the way, as Vastod's big imaginary in the imaginary circle, you deserve me to cut!" Lin Mo said, not waiting for the other party Begging for mercy, a sword waved, and a head flew up.
The Lingting Institute!
"Oh? Is Tagore dead? Really strong!" Qianshou Maru looked at the screen and smiled with his legs bent.
"Sir, Director, there is a high pressure reaction under the circle..."
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