The brain is a good thing, but it's a pity that many people don't take it with them when they go out. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info In the face of a guy who has no brains, can you still expect Lin Dao to fight with him for 300 rounds and then drink and talk?!

The current Grim Reaper Tyrant still has yesterday's G William, and if Lin Dao chooses long-range sniping, it will be the consumption of a few sniper bullets.

Strong muscles that block bullets?

Agile and able to block bullets?

Super fast healing, can you stop bullets?

No!!!

Then these bosses come to practice because Lin Dao doesn't want to be bored with zombies, and the existence of these bosses only gives Lin Dao a pistachio to pass the boring time, no matter how strong the boss is, it can't exceed Lin Dao's ability limit.

The mirror world built with 2,000 bonus points discounted is not a high-end product, and it is already a surprise to be able to make the boss of the biochemical series come. You let the winged angel Sephiroth come out and try it, this little mirror world can't do it at all.

With fanaticism in his eyes, Lin Dao launched a seemingly death-defying charge against the Tyrant of Death.

The Grim Reaper Tyrant's swift claw attacked, but the powerful attack was dodged by Lin Dao lightly, Lin Dao instead ran up along the arm that was inserted into the ground because of too much force, and left a deep scar on the neck of the Grim Reaper Tyrant, if it wasn't for the Death Tyrant to come back in time and bow his head to bite Lin Dao, half of its neck would have been cut off by Lin Dao.

The slight levitation with the wind spell seemed to release the falling feather technique, and Lin Dao dodged the claws of the Death Tyrant once again with a forward lunge.

The air flow brought by the swing of the giant claw formed a strong wind, and the body of the forest road was a little unstable. But fortunately, it had already landed, and immediately switched to the earth and stood still like a mountain, and Lin Dao fiercely inserted his sword into the feet of the Death Tyrant to fix his body.

But he didn't expect that the tyrant of death who was ruthlessly hurt would throw him away, and it turned out that Lin Dao was a careless person who inserted it in someone's toe.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, pain is certain.

Lin Dao also felt a little empathy, accidentally lifting his foot to the cabinet could make him hold his feet and wail for a long time, not to mention that the Death Tyrant was pierced by Lin Dao's nails and toes, and Lin Dao grabbed the hilt of the sword when he threw it, and the result was that when the sword broke away from the body of the Death Tyrant, the Death Tyrant's small half of his toe had disappeared.

If there is intelligence, the Death Tyrant should angrily denounce Lin Dao as insidious, and greet people in the lower three ways.

However, the boss does not enjoy the habeas corpus law, and it can scold two sentences, it is not protected by the law at all, and there is no law that will protect it at all......

Lin Dao, who landed again, had no choice but to give up the wind spell with strong air retention ability, and changed his armor to a thunder spell, and the consequence of no speed in dealing with giant units was to be slapped to death, and he didn't have to try it once.

There is no place to step in the air, you can only sway with the wind and can only be slapped away, so the wind spell uniform that will fly when blown by the wind is obviously not so suitable. Under such a premise, he had to switch to the slightly inferior Thunder Spell armor to deal with such a large giant unit, and Lin Dao had no hope of paralysis of the Thunder Spell.

You can get a battery to power fish in a pond, but you can try it out in the sea...... There is no !! for farts

Stepping on the earth, Lin Dao rushed to the body of the Death Tyrant step by step, and cut down the Death Tyrant's foot and neck.

The same Qi handle did not enter, Lin Dao smacked his lips with some dissatisfaction, the sword in his hand was against enemies who were not much different from him, not against giant units. A long sword is estimated to be inferior to a fruit knife in the eyes of the Death Tyrant.

But just this ant-like Lin Dao and Lin Dao's ordinary steel sword are playing tricks on the Tyrant of Death.

How do you pick up the tendons when they are cut?

The Grim Reaper Tyrant doesn't have the kind of "high-end" technique of tying the tendons in a knot and waiting for time to heal, but should it be said that he really deserves to be the Grim Reaper Tyrant, people are stunned to rely on the muscles to connect the tendons.

Although it is still not very neat in terms of its actions, it does not affect its actions fundamentally.

Lin Dao was interested, and he said in his heart to see if you recovered quickly or I destroyed it quickly!

First with both feet and ankles, then Lin Dao jumped up and broke the two knees of the Death Tyrant with a strong jump under his feet, and then stabbed his sword into the Death Tyrant's body and jumped up and moved.

Tesuji, arms, neck......

Finally, looking at the Grim Reaper Tyrant who was paralyzed on the ground and roaring angrily, Lin Dao stood on its chest with a lonely face like snow, "Invincible is ~how ~ lonely ~!" ”

In a roar of Death Tyrant's wrath mixed with fear, Lin Dao destroyed both of its hearts and stabbed his sword through its eyes as the Death Tyrant stared into his increasingly desperate gaze, ending the Death Tyrant's life for a few hours......

Lin Dao was looking forward to what kind of fun the boss would bring him tomorrow, but he felt more and more bored in his heart.

As long as you work hard, you can accomplish more things, but there is no initial joy, no other, no challenge!

It's not that Lin Dao has masochism, it's just the deepest desire of a person who is unwilling to be ordinary.

There is no such thing as good or evil, no order or chaos, all the forest asks for is endless adventures and the magnificent scenery that you witness along the way.

From this point of view, Lin Dao is really a qualified traveler~!

After killing the God Tyrant, Lin Dao did not return to his makeshift nest to eat, eat hot pot and sing songs, and if he did more interesting things, he would return to ordinary and no longer interesting.

Lin Dao put up more than a dozen loud speakers in a park in the center of the city, and began to play "Pure Land of Bliss", "Our Battlefield", "Do What You Want", and "The Forbidden Boundary Line", which just came out this year.

The brainwashing mentioned in these songs is all willingly done by the audience, quietly what is the woman surnamed Gong singing a few years ago, Fahai doesn't understand love? Staff? What the fuck is that! is still able to go to the Spring Festival Gala like that, although the quality of the Spring Festival Gala has been declining over the years, but it can't stand such nonsense.

Some people think it's art, but shouldn't real art be appreciated by both the elegant and the vulgar? Only a handful of people think it's good, and that's just those people think it's good, and as a layman, I fucking think the Pure Land of Bliss sounds good, how can I drop it!!

……

With the blessing of the Divine Comedy, the zombies flocked to this small park.

As for Lin Dao, he didn't exercise his immortal skills and melee ability, and he had magazines and submachine guns on hand, as well as half a box of old-fashioned grenades, which were found in the police station in H City. Look at this model should be the old hometown, I don't know if it can be used for a while.