The goddess's eyes were full of cold resentment. The moment she turned her head, Wu Dongfang felt a gloomy coldness coming over his body. His whole body was chilled and his scalp was exploding.
Just when he was eager to speak and urge everyone to leave as soon as possible, he suddenly realized that he had lost control of his body. His mind was clear, but his body was out of control. Not only could he not speak, he could not even move his eyes.
This was a strange feeling that he had never encountered before. There was silence all around, and the scenery in front of him was still. Except for thinking about problems, all senses disappeared.
"Oops, this guy knows the immobilization technique!" Wu Dongfang thought in shock. Some acupuncture techniques can also immobilize people, but acupuncture seals the meridians, preventing Qi and blood from flowing. The magic used by the goddess did not seal the meridians, but directly sealed everyone's souls in the Seven Apertures Divine Mansion. The most terrifying thing was that she did not extend the aura and relied entirely on her own soul to influence and control them.
Before I could find a clue to this weird feeling, another, worse feeling followed. This was a strong sense of oppression, as if I was at the bottom of the sea or high in the sky with great pressure. The pressure was mainly concentrated in the seven orifices. The Divine Mansion acted on the soul. In an instant, Wu Dongfang felt that the soul was unstable and had a splitting headache.
Just when the end of Wu Dongfang's secret passage was approaching, the sense of oppression suddenly disappeared, and his senses immediately recovered.
But the recovery of his senses was extremely short-lived. Before he could react, his soul was controlled again and his senses disappeared again.
Although both souls were restrained, the feeling was different one after another. It was like being cuffed by someone. The former was very tight, while the latter was also very firm but relatively loose. It was obvious that they were not handcuffed by the same person. The situation shows that it was the goddess who restrained them before, but at this time Xuannv has replaced the goddess and taken over them.
This feeling of being unable to control oneself is very bad, but the worst thing is that life and death are in the hands of others. He will kill all the warriors on both sides, no matter whether they are goddesses or Xuannv, they will not let him go.
Because he has lost his senses, he cannot see what is happening in the outside world, and he cannot hear whether the goddess and Xuannv are talking to each other. Since there is no reference, even the concept of time has been lost.
Wu Dongfang was unwilling to sit still and wait for death. He tried hard to calm down and tried to get rid of the opponent's soul suppression. However, he immediately despaired after the first try. He could not control his body at this time and was not allowed to use spiritual energy. The gap between the two sides' souls was too big. If his soul was One hundred, the opponent's soul is ten thousand, which is not on the same level at all. Trying to use one's own soul to fight against Xuannv's soul is like using a mantis's arm as a chariot, and there is absolutely no possibility of victory.
"It's over, it's really over." Wu Dongfang complained endlessly. The gods he had encountered before were not very powerful. After many confrontations, he had an illusion that he could stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods. Only then was he restrained. I understand that my idea is not correct. The gods are not without interests, but they have not encountered interests. This time, they have encountered it. People are like swords and I am like fish and meat. If it falls into the hands of others, they can deal with it how they want.
As the old saying goes, victory or defeat is a common thing for military strategists. If they lose, they lose. He admits defeat. What he is most worried about at this time is hurting his comrades. It is his idea to fight against the gods. Fei Xuan and others are just followers and cannot hurt them.
I don't know how long it took, Wu Dongfang finally recovered his senses. After his senses were restored, he found that the environment he was in had changed. It was no longer the previous fighting venue, but a huge cave. The cave was irregularly rectangular, and there were strange rocks inside. It was rugged and very humid. Wu Dongfang stood up straight and looked around, finding that this was a completely enclosed space with no exits from top to bottom, left or right.
Compared to the environment he was in, Wu Dongfang was more concerned about his spiritual energy cultivation. His mind flashed and he peered inwardly. He was horrified to find that his meridians were severely damaged, and all five blood vessels were cut off, except for those traveling in the meridians. There is a little spiritual energy in the air, but there is no spiritual energy stored in the sea of air.
This situation made Wu Dongfang take a breath of cold air. He didn't know what he had experienced before, nor how long the time had passed. But according to the current situation, the time was far more than the few decades he had previously thought. seconds or minutes.
After the shock, Wu Dongfang tried to get in touch with Fan Tong. Fortunately, the damaged bloodline did not affect the telepathy with Fan Tong. At this time, Fan Tong was running quickly from the deep mountains and dense forests. The surroundings were pitch black, with stars and the waning moon in the sky. It was late at night. At midnight, it is not difficult to tell from the large trees in the forest that have begun to lose their leaves that the rice bucket should be in the north at this time.
After gaining telepathy with Fan Tong, Wu Dongfang heard footsteps behind Fan Tong, controlled Fan Tong to stop running and looked back, only to see Ming Yue following behind Fan Tong, wearing a cloak with white frost on the cloak.
Seeing Fan Tong suddenly turning around with a strange look in his eyes, Ming Yue asked nervously, "Dongfang, is that you?"
Wu Dongfang nodded under control of his rice bucket, then opened up the leaves and wrote a few words on the ground with his claws, "What happened?"
Ming Yue was overjoyed to see that Wu Dongfang was fine, and eagerly recounted what happened before. She didn't know what happened on the day of the incident. According to the spies' reports, the Tu tribe held a grand sacrificial event the next day to commemorate the appearance of Xuannv on that day. , the holy witches of the five tribes were convicted of disrespecting the heaven and the earth, violating the rites, and should be punished. However, God has the virtue of good life, so his life was spared, his cultivation was abolished, his legal status was taken away, and he was surrendered as a divine soldier. , to serve as a warning to others.
After the sacrifice, Fei Xuan and others were deported back to their own clan. He was the chief culprit, and his crime was increased and he was sealed forever.
As for where he was sealed, Ming Yue didn't know, but Fan Tong could feel it. After getting the news, Ming Yue went to the area near the previous village and found Fan Tong. Fan Tong was about to go north. She followed him all the way and had already walked three days. sky.
Wu Dongfang felt extremely heavy after hearing this. When he woke up, he found that his Sunset Bow was no longer with him. The previous struggle ended in a disastrous defeat. Not only was he imprisoned, but Fei Xuan and others were also implicated.
According to the time calculation, when he woke up, it was when the Eight Stars Continuum ended. When the Eight Stars Continuum ended, the passage connecting the three realms would also be closed.
"I also know about the prince. Don't be sad. I believe Si Shaokang will be buried in it." Ming Yue said sadly.
"How are Fei Xuan and others doing now?" Wu Dongfang wrote and asked.
"I only know that their cultivation was abolished and their magic weapons were taken away," Ming Yue said to comfort her, "But don't worry, they are all alive. As long as there are people, there is hope."
"Follow me and find me as soon as possible," Wu Dongfang wrote.
"We have been walking for three days, we should be arriving soon." Ming Yue nodded.
Wu Dongfang ended his spiritual communication with Fan Tong, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes. This result was beyond his expectation. After he came to the Xia Dynasty, he carried out two struggles. One was to resist the oppression of the Tu people, and the other was to resist the manipulation of the gods. Both of these struggles were about dignity, but both struggles cost a lot. A painful and heavy price.
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.I asked for leave yesterday because I had a high fever. Today it is even worse. I can’t open my eyes because of the fever. I will make up for it after the fever subsides.
.The Spring Festival is here. I wish you all the best in the New Year, may your wife and children be safe, and may your parents live longer.