Wang Ling wanted to stop it, but was pushed aside by Leng Rui, "Don't get excited, wait and see." ”

"Are you watching one of them die?" Wang Ling tried hard to break free, seeing that the two of them were about to fight.

"This matter is not so simple, Leng Rui is right, we should wait and see first. Bing Ning grabbed Wang Ling's arm, "Calm down, if someone really wants to have an accident, we will stop it." ”

Compared with Li Gan's aggressiveness, No. 1 was more calm, and even a little leisurely, even now he had not made a move to attack Li Gan with any weapons.

Yes, his soul oracle is a phantom city, even if his bloodline is very strong, but after all, it is only a strengthening of physical fitness, and the soul oracle does not have any direct physical attack means, if Li Gan can resist his illusion, then he is not an opponent at all.

Of course, the reverse is a different outcome.

The sword was not out, the blood was not falling, and the battle had begun. The three of them looked at each other, those two guys turned out to be all purple pupils, Phantom City and Nian Yu, how could they be so strong?

No. 1's hat was lifted, but this guy actually wore a mask??The high collar and mask made the three of them only see his eyes, why did he go to such great lengths to hide his identity?

At this time, his right hand stretched out his five fingers, facing Li Gan's direction, even if everything around him did not see the change, but the three of them knew that Li Qian was already in the phantom city.

"Is it a dream within a dream?" Li Gan couldn't see the panic at all, he looked at the illusion around him thoughtfully, and said to himself, "You are indeed very, very powerful, but I don't think you have recovered to creating an illusion in the illusion, and you can still resist me, are you so confident?"

As his words fell, his eyes lit up like never before, but it seemed that his power was not acting in the environment here, but in the illusion against Number One.

His strength was so powerful that the overflowing power made even the surrounding benches tremble, like longitudinal waves before an earthquake.

However, what he said was more terrifying than his strength, "The illusion of the illusion?" Leng Rui repeated this sentence, his face became more and more ugly, his hand was on the X9 warehouse, slowly stroking, "It's really powerful, if we are in the illusion from beginning to end, it will be inevitable... It's amazing. ”

The other two naturally understood what Li Gan meant, could it be that the entire room, all the equipment, even the corpses of these experimental subjects, and the entire building were all illusions?!!

So where were they at this time, and when did they enter this illusion, from the thirty-meter hole, from the hapless driver's house, or when they were in the parking lot at all?

Thinking was interrupted by a cracking sound, and the cultivation chamber of X11, which was closest to the two of them, shattered, and tons of LcL poured out in an instant, wetting the floor and washing the cuffs of the two. As LcL passed, the remnants of X11 soaked in it drooped weakly, pulled by the restraints, and the slender but charred arm was pulled and slowly broken.

Not just the X11, cracks were spreading everywhere around the two, even the metal floors and consoles. That is obviously not caused by the leakage of Li Gan's strength, it seems that what Li Gan said is indeed right, but I am afraid that No. 1's energy is all in his dreams, causing him to have no time to devote more attention to maintaining the illusion here.

Not!

The two guys who stood there for a long time without moving, snorted lightly at the same time, took a few steps back, blood oozed out from the corners of Li Gan's mouth, and several cracks slowly appeared on No. 1's mask, and as the mask shattered into several pieces and fell, several wounds on No. 1's cheek surfaced, and at the same time, his face was also revealed.

"How come!" Seeing No. 1's face, Wang Ling's eyes widened instantly, if it weren't for Leng Rui pulling him to almost sit on the ground, "Fu Kun, why you!?"

The two figures coincided in front of him, and seeing No. 1 several times made Wang Ling full of familiarity, that inexplicable admonition, no wonder, it turned out that No. 1 had always been a person he was familiar with, no wonder he never attacked himself.

Peng Fukun touched his cheek and smiled at Wang Ling, "It's a little embarrassing, I originally planned to jump out when you were at your worst, shouting I didn't expect it, you still have to be rescued by your master, but I didn't expect the car to overturn in advance." ”

“1… Fu Kun, you..."

"Shut up, you idiot, can't you see that labor and management are fighting?" Li Qian obviously wouldn't give the first man and the male supporting partner time to communicate and blow like Zhong, and as soon as Peng Fukun lost his mind, he threw a flying knife at Peng Fukun.

And Fu Kun naturally didn't die instantly, the speed of the flying knife was too fast, so fast that he couldn't dodge it at all, so he simply didn't dodge, just listened to the sound, a thick iron bump appeared in front of him, blocking the menacing flying knife, and the iron bump looked like a shadowless lamp in the operating room upstairs.

Wang Ling wanted to rush forward again, but Bingning stopped, "Can you stop a little, haven't you noticed that this is not a phantom city?"

Because Bing Ning wanted to restrain Wang Ling, the whole person was attached to him, although the situation was critical, Wang Ling was almost uneasy, but this also helped him calm down a lot, he had actually found out that something was wrong.

If... If this entire building is a fantasy world, it is always a little different from the fantasy city that Peng Fukun released to him in southern Yunnan. Compared to this time, and thinking back carefully about the previous experience, I feel that there is indeed something wrong with something. It's not that detailed, like the difference between direct modeling and rendering.

"Okay, okay, since you want to, then come on. Peng Fukun looked at the flying knife inserted on the shadowless lamp with only the hilt, stuck out his tongue, and with a wave of his hand, the shadowless lamp disappeared out of thin air.

"Why can he use the things in the illusion to resist Li Gan's flying knife?" Leng Rui frowned, "If this is an illusion, then the shadowless lamp that ran out of nowhere just now must be an illusion, how can the illusion resist the real flying knife?

These two possibilities, no matter which one is true, are a little too frightening, as his sworn enemy, Leng Rui's understanding of Li Gan is even more detailed than he knows himself, and the Li Gan he knows definitely does not have this ability.

"It's been so many times, why don't you still refuse to give up?" Peng Fukun sighed, squatted down quickly, and pressed his hands the floor.

The picture has changed, yes, it's the picture. Although this room was originally very large, it was only more than 200 square meters, and at this time it suddenly grew rapidly in size. The surrounding walls were very strangely farther away, and in the blink of an eye, the row of cultivation warehouses was already dozens of meters away from the two of them, and Wang Ling and the three of them were also "sent" far away, away from the fighting circle that was fighting each other.

The height of the ceiling is the same height, and in the blink of an eye, this laboratory is already the size of a football field.

Peng Fukun, who was squatting on the ground, seemed to have become the center of this space at this time. It's a real hammer, it seems that all this is really an illusion!

Peng Fukun stood up, moved his neck bone, and clenched his hands with a clatter, "Then, let's end the battle first." ”

Ahh

Peng Fukun squeezed his eyes at Wang Ling, and pressed the launch button with his fingers, and a huge roar resounded throughout the "laboratory" in an instant.

The barrage shrouded every inch of space around Li Gan, and in just this short moment, the bullet casings had already clanged to the ground.

And Li Gan already knew the same, as soon as he pulled his right hand, all the buttons of the windbreaker were unbuttoned, and the lining of the clothes was full of flying knives. He was naturally prepared, and after snapping his fingers, dozens of flying knives had automatically floated up from the knife pocket, and they flew quickly in front of Li Gan, and then spun rapidly.

A "drill bit" composed of a huge flying knife blocked in front of Li Gan's body, and hundreds of 7.62mm bullets per second hit the flying knife whose rotation speed had almost broken through the sound barrier, causing dazzling sparks. And Li Gan, with the force under his feet, followed the "drill bit", and rushed towards the direction of Peng Fukun.

"It's quite tricky. Peng Fukun raised his eyebrows, and the machine gun he was carrying was placed on his shoulder, and the barrel that was spinning rapidly turned into a thick tube, and the back of the tube was almost spewing out several meters of flames at the same time.

"Fire... Bazooka?!" Wang Ling felt that his thinking was already a little unable to keep up with his eyes. Peng Fukun's fingers kept pressing on the trigger, and the bazooka was shot out one after another, and there was no need to reload at all!

The deafening explosions and scorching waves of air showed that this thing was definitely more than just an illusion, and several rockets hit the "drill" and exploded, creating a fire that almost covered half of the "football field".

The huge explosive force blew all the flying knives out, Li Gan didn't waste his mind power stupidly, he scattered the control of the flying knives, and let them be blown up to all parts of this space, and several were neatly placed in front of him, one higher than the other, forming a ladder, his speed of rushing forward remained the same, his feet stepped on these flying knives, and he had already rushed into the air in a few steps.

The windbreaker was gone, and there were two katana crosses behind his back, and just when he rushed to the highest point, he was already copied by Li Gan in his hand, and then gravity slashed down at Peng Fukun on the ground.

"Hand-to-hand combat?"

Peng Fukun stood in front of him, held it with both hands, and when he looked at it again, the stout bazooka had turned into a long stick, and his wrist was forced, and the long stick was whirring by his dancing, and the head of the stick met fiercely against the double knives that had fallen!