Unlike Hao Lianfeng, who has been able to find the direction of his efforts, Night Terror Hong seems to have entered a labyrinth.

The aura and coercion around her became stronger and stronger, and even she gradually fell into the mud, unable to move an inch.

She finally felt the pressure that Hao Lianfeng was facing, if it weren't for the fact that her body was as tough as a treasure of Hongmeng, maybe she would have been crushed into a meatloaf by this terrifying power.

Even the extremely strong wind nightmare couldn't bear this endless and soul-rending aura, and reluctantly returned to the space.

As soon as the nightmare left, Nuonuo Nuo seemed to fall into hibernation, and everything was quiet.

The five senses of night terror seem to have been put into the quagmire......

Quiet, cold ......

Even breathing and heartbeat began to slow down.

She was even in a trance, forgetting why she was here, and her memories were erased in large swaths, replaced by blankness and chaos.

Until finally, when everything suddenly cleared up, the night terrors were soaked in cold sweat.

When she opened her eyes, she found herself in a place of nothingness.

It was dim, endless, hollow and vast, except for the shallow floating starlight dust that rose and fell in front of her, and even the place under her feet disappeared.

She tried to get in touch with her own space but there was no response, and even her mental power and divine consciousness were still unanswered.

It's as if nothing exists except for the Nightterror......

But as time goes by, I'm afraid that Night Terror will forget about his own existence, right?

Her soul is slowly bound by something, unable to break free, unable to resist, it is born in accordance with the principles of heaven, if the torrent, like the years, it is obviously weightless, but it has the power to destroy the withering and decaying.

All Dao power is insignificant in front of it......

"Who are you?"

A strange tone came abruptly.

Night terror raised his eyes and looked around, but it was still never-ending darkness.

"Why do you have a familiar smell on your hands?"

The voice spoke again, and the night terror squinted and remained silent.

"It's strange, you're not our kind...... You are a Terran, why do Terrans have the breath of a puppet? ”

Night Terror was silent, and the other party's voice became a little higher.

"Are you one of our kind?"

"Poof......

Night Terror felt a sharp object penetrate his abdomen, and turned around, a sharp pain that almost made Night Terror scold.

The strange voice wondered.

"I don't think so...... You will bleed, you are a Terran? ”

The thing that attacked the night terror left her body again, but the blood didn't stop flowing, and she felt something force her jaw up.

She still couldn't see, but Nightterror's instincts told her that she was being stared at by a terrifying beast.

The beast could easily tear her to shreds......

Completely unhealable fragments......

"Huh?" The guy seemed to have noticed something interesting, and he wondered, "Why does your heartbeat not change?" Aren't you afraid? ”

Night Terror gritted his teeth, trying to control his emotions.

The guy seemed to be getting closer.

"You are so fragrant, the smell on your body is very sweet, different from the Terrans who broke into here before, I like your taste."

Night Terror opened her mouth, blood pouring out of her throat, and the corners of her mouth twitched as she suppressed it, "Should I say thank you?" ”

(End of chapter)