Say it's too late, then it's too soon!

A blue-purple steel nail suddenly pierced out under Lu Yuan's ribs.

Lu Yuan knew that the attack of the Sixth-Order Curse Emperor was not to be underestimated. He didn't hold it up, but dodged it with all his might.

The nail is called the "Cursed Nail", and once it hits the skin, the soul of the injured person will flow into the nail through the wound on the skin.

One is easy to dodge, but a group is difficult to prevent.

In the blink of an eye, more than twenty Soul Curse Nails shot towards Lu Yuan from all directions.

Seeing that there was no way to hide, he immediately summoned Guo Pu and used him as a shield to block the front.

"Jingle bell!"

A series of crisp sounds of gold and stone interlacing sounded at the bottom of the pot. The black cauldron blocked most of the Soul Nails, but some of them still pierced the crust and pierced two inches.

Lu Yuan and Guo Pu figured it out. The damage received by the demon attendant, Lu Yuan could feel it all.

This pain is far better than the wound of the sword.

But fortunately, Guo Pu is a dead object, and the effect of the spell that affects the soul is not very obvious to him.

At the end of a burst of attacks, Lu Yuan took the shield and saw that it was already full of nails, like a large hedgehog.

"Old Guo?" Lu Yuan communicated with him.

"No...... No problem! I'm a fifth-order demon servant, so don't worry."

Although Guo Pu said this, Lu Yuan still heard his pain.

After this wave of attacks, Lu Yuan finally found a better position to dodge. He put Guo Pu into the gourd and continued to search around.

The strange thing is that there is obviously nothing around except the walls, but Lu Yuan can sense that the enemy is nearby.

"Little Demon Master. Hahaha! You do have the ability to catch demons. But this seat is a serious human race, I think you are going to fight?" Wang Li said defiantly.

Lu Yuan felt that the air around him had become very heavy, and it seemed that he was constantly pressing down, and his breathing began to be a little difficult.

What kind of spell exactly. After fighting for so long, no one has seen it. Lu Yuan muttered in his heart.

"Very well," the voice floated again, "you're starting to get anxious. Hum. That's what I want, and your emotions give me a lot of strength. Well...... It seems to be much more refined than what others offer."

The most terrifying thing about a sorcerer is that he absorbs the bad emotions of his enemies and turns them into his own power. So the spellcaster generally gets stronger the more he fights!

"The surname is Wang, Lao Tzu sees that you are worthy of this surname!"

Wang Li said a little proudly: "Our Wang family is a big family......

"Heh, I mean you have the same surname as that king, which is indeed very consistent with your behavior!"

"Hahahaha! Xiaoyou is really good at finding angles to make mockery. It's just that it's all nonsense."

Wang Li was not irritated by the words.

This guy seems to be in a state of mind cultivation that is not low. It's rare to be angry, it's rare to find flaws!

Lu Yuan dispelled the idea of using the radical method. He stood in the middle of the hall, slowly closing his eyes, his consciousness covering the entire floor.

Suddenly, he felt the wall of the hall move!

A series of incantations came from there, and the air around the belt sent out a series of ripples.

The incomprehensible spell immediately reached Lu Yuan.

As soon as he came into contact with this language, the right half of Lu Yuan's body suddenly couldn't move.

He knew that he had fallen under the spell of the "Fixation Spell"!

This spell can only be used on people who are below the caster's rank. Lu Yuan is currently a fifth-order, and the other party is already a sixth-order, so he is just restrained by this spell.

The two face off to life and death, once one party is trapped in action, it will encounter a catastrophe!