Seeing that Lu Yuan was settled, Wang Li did not get carried away, but continued to issue spells.

As the mana power continued to increase, Lu Yuan felt that the remaining half of his body would slowly freeze.

At that time, it will be truly the time of death!

This guy must be hiding somewhere in the room.

Lu Yuan silently recited the "Heart Mantra" to resist the spell while quickly searching the room.

In addition to the wall, there is still a wall around.

Wall?

He had an idea, and his gaze focused on the wall again.

He had just seen the wall move, and now the place was squirming again.

It turns out that the kid is hidden in the wall!

Lu Yuan's spirit suddenly perked up. His left side was controlled by the immobilization charm, and he couldn't move, but fortunately, his right hand was okay for the time being.

He immediately urged the flying sword and stabbed it hard at a small raised piece of skin on the wall.

"Boom!"

The flying sword gave Lu Yuan a soft touch.

The wall skin staggered, then shrank back quickly.

A muffled grunt came from within it.

At the same time, Lu Yuan felt that the left side of his body was slightly relaxed.

"Whew...... You little demon master, you still have two brushes." Wang Li's voice floated from mid-air again, "But, you hurt me!"

The voice was a little annoyed.

As soon as the words fell, four pillars of black light struck from different angles.

Lu Yuan fixed his eyes and saw that the pillar of light was actually composed of the physical words of the incantation!

Knowing that the comer was not good, he immediately commanded the flying sword to slash over. :

But as soon as the blade was near, the words dispersed, and soon regrouped into sentences.

The pillar of light statement seemed to fly slowly and leisurely, but it was actually very fast, and it flew to Lu Yuan's limbs in a few clicks and stuck firmly to it.

A chill penetrating the bone marrow immediately came to my mind from my limbs. Lu Yuan's limbs couldn't move at all as if they were nailed to a pillar.

He wanted to use the occult technique to break free, but the power contained in those words was like a vast ocean, surging wave after wave. The old force is gone, and the new force has been inherited.

Spellcasters use the power of words.

After Cangjie made the characters that year, the history books recorded that "the sky rains and the ghosts cry at night".

Because after the invention of writing, some people will be dedicated to their duties, and the number of food producers will be relatively small. In order to prevent people from starving, it rained down on corn.

And when the ghosts and gods knew that after the invention of writing, their ugly crimes would be recorded in writing and passed on forever, they were terrified and wept night after night.

With this power, coupled with the cultivation of the sixth order, it was normal for Lu Yuan to be difficult to break free.

"Well, that's what it's like. Hey, hey!"

Wang Li walked out of the wall as he spoke.

It was a young man who looked to be in his twenties. The lips are red and the teeth are white, and the hair is half black and half blue.

The true age of the monk is difficult to tell at a glance.

Some monks may be more than two hundred years old, but because they have used certain elixirs or illusions, they may only look like they are in their twenties or thirties.

Especially for nuns, this is even more the case.

Therefore, when a monk sees a beautiful woman, he will usually suppress his inner enthusiasm first. Maybe it's a 100-year-old grandmother.

Lu Yuan fell to the ground and struggled, glaring angrily: "Despicable villain, you are plotting like this!"

"Hahahaha!" Wang Li laughed, "Fighting, is to take people's lives, how can there be any overt and secret calculations? Boy, you're not as good as others, what else is there to say?"

"I have nothing to say about the three indiscriminate methods."

Wang Li looked at Lu Yuan: "Huh? You kid, could it be my delusion? I don't think you're a simple human. There seems to be ...... Demon blood!"

"Lao Tzu is a human or a demon, what does it matter to you?!" Lu Yuan reprimanded angrily.

"It's a big deal," Wang Li rubbed his hands as he walked, "The old man has been refining a very important elixir recently, and he is lacking someone with this special physique of half-human and half-demon as a medicine primer. God pity me, appreciate the old man's life-sustaining thing, hahaha! God has eyes!"

When Lu Yuan heard this, his heart suddenly cooled: What kind of ghost medicine is this?