The goddess's eyes were filled with cold and resentment. The moment she turned her head, Wu Dongfang felt a gloomy and cold feeling coming over her body, and her scalp exploded.

Just as he was eager to speak and urged 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 not controlled. Not only could he not speak, but he could not even turn his eyes.

This is a strange feeling that he had never encountered before. The surroundings were silent, and the scenery in front of him was in a state of static. Except for thinking about problems, all kinds of senses disappeared.

"Oh no, this guy can be a solid man!" Wu Dongfang was shocked. Some acupoint tips can also stabilize people, but acupoints are used to close the meridians and prevent the qi and blood from running. The magic used by the goddess did not close the meridians, but directly sealed the souls of everyone in the seven-orbital divine palace. The most terrifying thing is that she did not prolong the spiritual energy, and relied entirely on her own soul to influence and control them.

Before he found a clue from this strange feeling, another worse feeling followed. This is a strong sense of oppression, as if he was on the bottom of the sea or at high altitude with great pressure. The sense of oppression is mainly concentrated in the seven-orbital divine palace, which acts on the soul. In a blink of an eye, Wu Dongfang felt that the soul was unstable and his headache was about to break.

Just as Wu Dongfang secretly understood that the deadline was approaching, the feeling of oppression suddenly disappeared and his senses immediately recovered.

But the recovery of the senses was extremely short. Before he could react, the soul was restrained again and the senses disappeared again.

Although both souls are controlled, the feeling of the sequence is different, as if they are handcuffed. The former is tightly codified and the latter is firmly codified, but it is relatively loose. It is obvious that it is not the same person. This situation shows that the Goddess who had previously restrained them, and at this time, Xuannv had replaced the Goddess and took over them.

This feeling of involuntary action is very bad, but the worst is that life and death are dependent on others' hands. He will kill all the generals of both sides, and neither the goddess nor the Xuannv will let him go.

Because he lost his senses, he could not see what happened outside, and he could not hear whether the goddess and the Xuannv had a conversation. Because he had no reference objects, he even lost the concept of time.

Wu Dongfang was unwilling to sit and wait for death, and tried to calm down and try to get rid of the opposing soul of the other party, but after trying it, he was immediately desperate. He could not control his body at this time and was not allowed to use spiritual energy. The gap between the two parties was too big. If his soul was hundreds, the other party's soul was ten thousand, which was not on the same level at all. Trying to use his own soul to fight against the Xuannv Yuanshen is like a mantis armed with a mantis arm, shaking a tree with a snail, and there is no possibility of victory.

"It's over, it's over." Wu Dongfang complained. The gods he had encountered were not very powerful before. After many confrontations, he created an illusion that he could already compete with the gods. At this time, he was suppressed and realized that his idea was not correct. The gods were not without profit or harm, but he had not encountered profit or harm. This time he encountered them. I was a fish and meat for the sake of the knife and the fish was put into the hands of others. They would deal with them as they wanted.

There is an old saying that victory or defeat is common in military affairs. If you lose, you will lose. He admits defeat. At this time, what he is most worried about is to implicate his comrades. It is his idea to confront the gods. Fei Xuan and others are just followers and cannot implicate them.

After a while, Wu Dongfang finally recovered his senses. After the senses were restored, he found that the environment had changed. It was no longer the previous battleground, but a huge cave. The cave was irregularly rectangular, and the strange rocks were rugged and very wet. Wu Dongfang stood up straight and looked around, and found that this was a completely confined space with no exits on both the upper, lower, left and right.

Compared to the environment he was in, Wu Dongfang was more concerned about his spiritual energy cultivation. His thoughts flashed, his mind was concentrated and he was shocked to find that his meridians were seriously damaged, and all five bloodlines were intercepted and destroyed. Apart from the little spiritual energy wandering in the meridians, there was no spiritual energy stored in the sea of ​​qi.

This situation made Wu Dongfang take a deep breath. He didn't know what he had experienced before, nor how long it had passed, but according to the current situation, it was far more than what he thought had only passed a few dozen seconds or minutes.

After being shocked, Wu Dongfang tried to contact Fan Chuan. Fortunately, the damage to his bloodline did not affect his telepathy with Fan Chuan. At this time, Fan Chuan was running rapidly from the deep mountains and dense forests. It was pitch black and there were stars and waning moons in the sky. When it was late at night, it was not difficult to see that Fan Chuan should be in the north at this time based on the big trees in the forest that had already begun to fall leaves.

After getting telepathic response with Fan Chuan, Wu Dongfang heard footsteps behind Fan Chuan, and controlled Fan Chuan to stop running and looked back. He saw Ming Yue following Fan Chuan, wearing a cloak, with white frost falling on the cloak.

Seeing that Fan Chuan suddenly turned around and his eyes were strange, Ming Yue asked nervously, "Dongfang, is it you?"

Wu Dongfang nodded, turned to peel off the leaves, and wrote a few words on the ground, "What happened?"

Mingyue was overjoyed when she saw Wu Dongfang was not bad. She was eager to tell the story of what had happened before. She didn't know what was going on on the day of the incident. According to the spy's return, the Tu tribe held a grand sacrificial activity the next day. On the day of the sacrifice, the Xuannv showed his saints, and the five tribes were guilty of being disrespectful to heaven and earth, and violated the rituals of the emperor, and the crime was punished by great crimes. However, God has the virtue of being a virtuous person, so he will be able to fulfill his life, abolish his cultivation, take his position, and seize his magical weapons to serve as a warning.

After the sacrifice, Fei Xuan and others were deported to their clan. He was the culprit, and he was more guilty and was sealed forever.

As for where he was sealed, Mingyue didn't know, but Fanzhu could feel it. After receiving the news, Mingyue went to the area near the village where he was before and found Fanzhu. Fanzhu was about to go north, and she followed her all the way and had been walking for three days.

Wu Dongfang felt extremely heavy after hearing this. After he woke up, he found that his sunset bow was not by his side. The previous struggle ended in a disastrous defeat. Not only did he be imprisoned, but he also implicated Fei Xuan and others.

According to time calculations, when he wakes up, it is the time when the eight-star beads end. When the eight-star beads end, the channel connecting the three realms will also be closed.

"I know the prince's affairs, don't be sad. I believe Si Shaokang will be buried in it." Mingyue said sadly.

"How are Fei Xuan and others doing now?" Wu Dongfang asked.

"I only know that their cultivation has been abolished and their divine weapons have been taken away," Ming Yue said here to comfort her, "But don't worry, they are all alive, as long as there is someone, there is hope."

"Follow the rice dumpling and find me as soon as possible." Wu Dongfang wrote.

"We have been walking for three days and should be almost here." Ming Yue nodded.

Wu Dongfang ended his spiritual communication with Fan Chuan, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes. This result was beyond his expectations. After he came to the Xia Dynasty, he fought twice, one against the oppression of the Tu tribe, and the other against the mercy of the gods. Both of these struggles were about dignity, but both protests paid a painful and heavy price.

I asked for leave yesterday because of a high fever. Today I became more severe. I couldn’t open my eyes and would make up for it after the fever was reduced.

The Spring Festival is here. I wish you all the best in the year of Bingshen, your wife and children are safe, and your parents are happy.
Chapter completed!