Although he escaped from the illusion with the permanently solidified healing battle song, Lu Chong's heart still couldn't help but be shocked.

It's so real, when the tear gas just appeared, whether it was the surrounding environment or other people's reactions, there was no flaw at all.

If you were really in the middle of a battle and suddenly fell into such an illusion, you could imagine it with your heels, how bad the situation would be.

Terrifying psychic powerhouse!

Lu Chong was surprised by Ma Minghui's strength, but he didn't know that the shock of Ma Minghui and the others was far above him.

"Lu Chong, tell me how you did it, it's so good! Even if Huai Qing's gang of cow noses ran into old horses, they were often disgraced, and you actually cracked his illusion so quickly!"

Gu Chaoqun said loudly with a shocked face.

On the one hand, he wanted to use this way to defuse the tense atmosphere of the scene, and on the other hand, he was indeed shocked by the speed at which Lu Chong got out of the illusion.

As a spiritual ability, Ma Minghui's attack power is not strong.

But if there is a choice, Gu Chaoqun would rather fight with Lin Liben and Liu Shanyan at the same time than provoke Ma Minghui.

Become Ma Minghui's enemy, you will never dare to relax in the slightest, you will never know whether everything you see, hear, smell, and feel is real or hallucinating.

This kind of feeling, over time, is enough to make the thickest of nerves go crazy too.

What's more, Ma Minghui's weak attack power is only relative to his ability, once he falls under his control, he has enough strength to play his enemies to death!

Lu Chong smiled bitterly: "What's the cow, if you really fight with Brother Ma, I don't know how many times I died just now." What I am capable of...... It's hard to say, so I'll talk about it together when Brother Ma finishes introducing the last type of ability. ”

This sentence Lu Chong actually said a little against his will, when it really comes to life and death, let's not talk about whether he will be affected so easily, just if Ma Minghui wants to attack him, the danger of his life hanging by a thread may be able to make Lu Chong sober up.

A warrior like him, who broke out of the sea of corpses and blood, had almost become an innate instinct with a keen sense of danger.

Moreover, it is useless for Lu Chong to have a psychic war song, with the prestige power he has now, it is not difficult to maintain the blessing of the psychic war song for himself all the time.

After all, the prestige consumed by a psychic war song is only five thousand, but it can last for thirty minutes, and Lu Chong, who already has more than 300,000 prestige power, has a prestige power that automatically recovers every half an hour, and the prestige power is already close to five thousand.

However, before you fully understand the details of the other party, it is always right to be modest, and you always have to leave some hole cards for yourself.

Ma Minghui was a little anxious, and listened to Lu Chong's insistence on listening to the last ability type, but without waiting for Ma Minghui's introduction, he stood up and went to the pavilion.

His hand began to wave, and the originally calm pond, with his wave, began to rise a layer of mist, and it became thicker and thicker, and soon completely enveloped the entire pond.

However, at the pavilion where several people were standing, there was not the slightest mist rushing in, as if there was an invisible barrier around the pavilion to block it out.

For a while, Lu Chong actually felt like he was in a fairyland.

All this happened in less than a minute!

"This is the way to manipulate nature, what an amazing ability!"

Lu Chong exclaimed.

It is indeed magical, no less than Ma Minghui's magical means of mind control.

Even in Lu Chong's war song, there was no such magical means, with his own strength, he changed the laws of nature with a wave of his hand, if he didn't know that Gu Chaoqun was a supernatural person, Lu Chong really had to suspect that this was a large-scale magic trick.

What's even more amazing is still to come, Gu Chaoqun heard Lu Chong's admiration, and waved down handsomely with his hands.

In an instant, all the fog disappeared, and the pond, which had been shrouded in mist, returned to its previous calm and wave-free.

It's as if nothing ever happened.

Lu Chong couldn't help but want to bless himself with a psychic war song to determine whether the space he saw was real or illusory.

"It's good to bluff people, haha, if you really fight, it's not as direct as an old pedant who strengthens the body. ”

This was another surprise for Lu Chong, but he didn't expect Lin Liben, who looked polite and polite, to be a person with physical abilities.

Lin Liben listened to Gu Chaoqun's words, but shook his head and said seriously: "I'm not your opponent, and it's too hard to fight with you! Zhengde, you also let Lu Chong see your real combat strength, it can be regarded as a meeting gift from us." ”

Gu Chaoqun nodded, and suddenly, his skin began to turn iron gray, and this color became more and more intense, under the reflection of the lights in the gazebo, the exposed part of Gu Chaoqun's body was actually shining with a metallic luster.

Ma Minghui exclaimed: "Zhengde's alloy armor technique is becoming more and more proficient, I'm afraid that I have invested a lot in it, right? No wonder the old scholar is unwilling to fight with you, and use his flesh and blood to fight your alloy, it hurts to think about it!"

The layer of golden light that came out of Gu Chaoqun's body turned out to be real metal armor, and it was also a precious alloy armor!

Gu Chaoqun grinned, although his face obviously looked fatter than before, it didn't affect the flexibility of his expression in the slightest.

This layer of alloy armor seemed to be integrated into his body, becoming a whole with his whole person, and it did not affect his flexibility in the slightest.

This is not over, Gu Chaoqun, who was covered with alloy armor on his body, reached out and pulled it into the big sleeve of his robe, and a ball of blue-gray metal shining with a silver luster immediately appeared in his hand.

This mass of metal seemed to have a life of its own, and as soon as it appeared in Gu Chaoqun's hand, it began to extend outward, and in less than two seconds, it turned into a sword weapon sixty or seventy centimeters long.

In Gu Chaoqun's hand, there was no hilt, and the long sword seemed to grow on his body.

With the long sword in his hand, Gu Chaoqun immediately moved, and between swings, the sword light reflected a silver sword curtain under the light.

The pavilion is not big, and there are still four people sitting on Lu Chong and the others, but Gu Chaoqun is in this small space, dancing a sword weapon in a round way, and the wind and rain are impervious.

Although Lu Chong was not good at blades, he could also feel that if he allowed himself to use his bare hands with Gu Chaoqun, I was afraid that even if he used full speed on the blessing of the Swift Battle Song, it would be difficult to break through the range of Gu Chaoqun's sword dance.

Moreover, since the sword weapon in Gu Chaoqun's hand is made by the art of controlling things, its sharpness is so high, I am afraid that it will never be under those legendary famous swords, as long as one is not careless and is stabbed by him, his life will be in danger immediately.

What a terrible object-controlling powerhouse!