Soul-catching!

Occupy the opponent's body and devour the opponent's consciousness.

Dongfang Wudi just wants to survive at this moment, no matter who the other party is.

As long as it can extend his life, it is enough.

The owner of this body seemed to have lost his soul. Dongfang Wudi easily took over this body with almost no effort.

Saved!

Dongfang Wudi breathed a sigh of relief.

New body, different feeling.

I am no longer as helpless as a soul without a master, and I feel much more at ease.

"Ah...it feels so good! Ah...this is how it feels...a new body, so comfortable...um...so comfortable!"

Dongfang Wudi let out a low groan, as if he had been released from prison.

Finally, I can regain my life again.

This feels so good.

Although it is not his own body, Dongfang Wudi really likes it when he can continue to live.

However, he suddenly found that his body could not move at all.

It felt like being sealed inside a stone.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

Dongfang Wudi panicked.

He kept shouting, but he couldn't make a sound.

Dongfang Wudi tried to struggle, but his body couldn't move at all.

Although he possesses a powerful demonic power, at this time, he cannot use it at all.

It felt like someone had tied the joints of his hands and feet with tape, controlling any of his movements.

It can be said that Dongfang Invincible has exhausted all kinds of means, but it can't move at all.

He also tried to leave this body and find a new host, but it was as if he was locked in an invisible cage, and his consciousness could not escape no matter what.

Only then did Dongfang Wudi realize that he was trapped in this body.

And the space available for this body is very small.

The small space made his whole body miserable.

He gritted his teeth and tried his best to break free, but he almost fainted from the pain.

However, although the space is small, there are still two holes left.

One is for him to vent his anger, and the other allows him to hear what's going on outside.

Dongfang Wudi kept trying, struggling to get out of these two small holes, but he couldn't even squeeze out.

Although it was only his consciousness, he could clearly feel the oppressive feeling of being imprisoned.

Dongfang Wudi, who wanted to dominate the world, was ultimately cruelly imprisoned in a dark space without any right to communicate with the outside world.

Whenever he tried to escape from here, he would feel pain all over his body.

Looking at the closed space around him, Dongfang Wudi realized that he would never be able to leave here, let alone ascend to the fairyland.

Am I going to be trapped in this place for the rest of my life?

Not even the ability to commit suicide.

Living like this is simply worse than dying.

Thinking of the days to come, Dongfang Wudi almost went crazy.

Suddenly, Dongfang Wudi felt his body being lifted up by someone, and that person patted him on the body.

Dongfang Wudi hurriedly seized this only opportunity and listened carefully.

Then I heard a familiar voice say: "Dongfang Wudi thought we were all imprisoned in the Cangjing Pavilion, but he didn't know that we are all still alive!"

Another voice said: "Dongfang Wudi is Chi Ying's right-hand man. You actually made him a puppet. Aren't you afraid of the revenge of the Dongfang family in the future?"

The third voice said: "What are you afraid of? As long as you add a little more poison to it, you can make him the most powerful 'God of War' with all poisons!"

The more Dongfang Wudi listened, the more frightened he became.

Judging from the voices, these three people were Sang Yu, Xiao Xiong and Du Sou.

Not only were they not caught, but they rushed over from the Cangjing Pavilion to help Wu Yan. They happened to see Dongfang Wudi's consciousness wandering around, so they set a trap for him.

Unexpectedly, Dongfang Wudi actually got in by himself.

This time, the three of them can be entertained

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broken,

Sang Yu said to Dongfang Wudi who became a puppet: "The creator did say that people who die during this period will have the opportunity to ascend to the immortal world. Unfortunately, you are my puppet now, so you will never have this right again.

!”

When Dongfang Wudi heard this, he almost collapsed.

"Why can't I ascend to the fairy world? Why can that butterfly do it?"

But now his consciousness has been sealed inside Sang Yu's puppet, and no one can hear what he says.

It really means that the sky cannot respond and the earth cannot respond.

Coupled with the hands and feet exerted by Sang Yu from the outside, his consciousness was completely sealed inside.

As a result, Dongfang Wudi will never be able to leave this small place for the rest of his life.

"Hahaha!"

Sang Yu's proud and evil laughter reached Dongfang Wudi's ears.

"From now on, you are my tool! Listen carefully, from now on, you no longer have dignity and personality, and can no longer live like a normal person. You can only use it to win over your master, me.

, a tool of happiness and satisfaction! It can only be used and lived by me as a tool, without any dignity at all! Listen clearly, it is a tool! A tool will not resist its owner, and the owner can use it however he wants.

Everything the master says must be implemented! Hahahahaha!"

The poisonous old man on the side walked up to Sang Yu with a smile: "Can you lend me your 'tool'? Can you let me refine the most powerful 'God of War of Ten Thousand Poisons'?"

Sang Yu waved his hands quickly, expressing his unwillingness.

Xiao Xiong was not happy anymore: "Have you two had enough trouble? Find a way to save the savior's sister, otherwise we won't have any good fruits to eat!"

Only then did Sang Yu and Xiao Xiong realize the seriousness of the matter.

Wu Yan was still sealed in the iceberg, and there was no way they could save her.

The three people talked a lot.

…

At this time, the fourth person's voice reached Dongfang Wudi's ears.

It's a woman's voice.

"Guys, let me try it."

Dongfang Wudi also recognizes this voice.

It is Ma Liangrong, Ma Xiaohu’s sister.

Ma Liangrong looked at the puppet in Sang Yu's hand and sighed.

She never imagined that a great master like Dongfang Wudi could sink to such a low level.

Ma Liangrong took out her paintbrush, made a few strokes on the iceberg, and rescued Wu Yan and Ma Xiaohu from the iceberg.

It's just that these two people were frozen into popsicles by Han Yu Gong, and they no longer had any vital signs.

"Is there any hope?"

Sang Yu was worried that if Wu Yan died, Wu Haojun would definitely take his anger out on them.

"Don't worry, here is a pot of Lieyang Pill that I just refined, which can help them."

Xiao Xiong took out the elixir and asked Ma Liangrong to feed it into the mouths of Wu Yan and Ma Xiaohu.

Xiao Xiong is one of the Seven Heavenly Pills, with extremely high qualifications. The pills he refines are naturally the best among the best.

Wu and Yan swallowed the golden elixir, their faces gradually became rosy, and they were breathing, but they couldn't wake up for a while.

Ma Liangrong had long expected such a result.

So he put his left hand on Wu Yan's back and put his right hand on Ma Xiaohu's body, transferring his power to the two of them.
To be continued...