But if you are not a second-rate, how strong is it?

In Zhao Qin's words, that guy Li Chuan is considered to be the second-rate guy. What level is he considered to be able to do three moves?

Nearly first-class?

It is not clear that if the warrior who guards the Illusion Mist Stone is not weaker than him, or even stronger, he rushed up in a daze and wanted to destroy the Illusion Mist Stone is like a joke.

Lin Meng thought about it for a long time but couldn't think of the result. He was unwilling to take risks, but the information was insufficient at present, and some things were really hard to make a conclusion.

Forget it, let’s do those low-level evil warriors first.

The mobile phone in the Dead Wood and Wild Wild has no signal and cannot contact the outside world. If you don’t kill those guys, he will sooner or later besieged to death by other evil warriors.

"Zhao Qin, be careful, I'll go out."

Lin Meng said decisively that he was unwilling to take risks, but he would never hesitate about what he decided, leaving behind a back and disappeared directly into the fog.

After pinching the illusion fog stone in his hand, Lin Mengye smiled. Moreover, after the environment in the fog was solved, he also had many ways to deal with the evil warriors.

for example...

He touched his face with his palm. Lin Meng guessed that he, a student, was a newbie in the eyes of those evil warriors?

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In the thick fog.

Balong, wearing steel-toothed gloves, had a cruel smile on his face. Just like his name, his body was the size of a giant, covered with explosive muscles, and was more than two meters tall. Just standing up was like a hill.

My biggest hobby is torture and kill. I like to look at the miserable appearance of those prey before their death. I recall the screams of the Tianhao Company warrior when he died just now, and another bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.

Fun! Fun! So much fun!

There is no more interesting thing in this world than the withering of life.

He smiled ferociously, and the illusion fog stone on his body made him merge into the fog, like the top killer. He raised his head and saw a figure not far away, and his eyes lit up immediately.

He is about sixteen or seventeen years old and looks like a student. He should be a newcomer trained by Tianhao Company. He has also brought him here. Are he bringing newcomers here to practice? He really doesn't know how to live or die.

"Is anyone? Are you there? Who will save me?"

The young man's cheeks were covered with panic expressions, weak and helpless. It seemed that he had been separated from the warriors of Tianhao Company in the heavy fog, which was interesting.

The smile on Balong's face became more and more ferocious. How could it be more interesting to kill those hard bones than torture those cowards?

First, he interrupted his hands, making him scream before his death, saw off his legs little by little in front of him, looking at his desperate and frightened eyes...

He was already constantly fantasizing about the tragic appearance of the little guy before his death. Balong lowered his pace and got closer step by step.

In the thick fog, only he could see the prey clearly. As long as he lowered his voice, hunting was easy. He had hunted like this many times.

Step by step, getting closer and closer, and it was almost reaching the attack range. Balong's face became more and more smiling. He took a step away. Just as he was about to get closer, his feet suddenly turned soft.

Bang!

Suddenly, the trap tripped Balong and fell to the ground.

Mom sells the money! Who dug the pit!

Balong was furious, and a ray of cold light appeared at the corner of his eyes, and his body stiffened.

When I raised my head, I saw Lin Meng staring at him lying on the ground with relief, holding the knife in his hand on his neck, swaying around...

"Sir, are you a good person who heard my call and came here to save me to offer the illusion fog stone body?"

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Chapter completed!