The boundless darkness, reaching out and not seeing her fingers, Tianchi wanted to stabilize her body, and the powerful power that could be crushed from all directions was like a shackle, blocking all the power in her body in a corner of her body.

She couldn't do anything but let her body fall.

In my ears, it was so silent that I could hear my own heartbeat, but there was no other sound.

Tianchi tried to keep her brain awake, her hand grasped in the void a few times, but nothing touched it, she couldn't help frowning, what kind of place is this?

As the fall became deeper and deeper, the pressure of the space on her body became stronger and stronger, as if the force surging from all directions was desperately squeezing her body.

The bone-shattering pain and mental torture hit her twice, and Tianchi had tinnitus, and the sound was sharp and thin and kept drilling into her ears, this torture was trying to destroy her will.

Tianchi couldn't help but hug his head in pain.

At this moment, the voice of the crescent moon broke through the noise and entered her mind, which was full of anxiety.

"Host master! Do you hear me? ”

"Master, woo woo woo, master, answer me quickly."

"The host ......"

Speaking of the back, the crescent moon's voice carried a low whimper, bringing a hint of clarity to the sky-blazing consciousness.

"Crescent ......," she called to the crescent moon in her mind.

A snow-white cat lay on Tianchi's body, and when it heard Tianchi's voice, it suddenly stopped sobbing, and its big eyes burst out with joy.

"Master!" It shouted.

Two soft paws were held on either side of Tianchi's cheeks, and then, Tianchi still showed no signs of consciousness.

This ethereal black space is filled with all kinds of riotous forces, and even Wen Renli, who is the oldest god in this world, dare not despise them.

If he were here at this time, he would definitely be able to find that the power flowing in space was the original power of the world, a power that people and gods were helpless to do.

Black and white, sin and good.

Tianchi happened to have the misfortune of encountering the black origin power that gave thousands of gods a headache.

This power does not manifest itself violently, it is slowly, unconsciously, little by little, it invades your spirit, your body, and begins to rot at the root.

Therefore, Tianzhi's consciousness is trapped in a small space, and it gradually loses its perception of everything around it.

Her life force was passing at a visible rate.

Her body became colder and colder, and her hands and feet began to stiffen.

Tianbla wanted to break free of that small space and return to his body, which was an instinctive reaction to danger.

But obviously, her strength was not enough to do this.

Crescent Moon anxiously scratched several wounds on Tianchi's arm, trying to use this level of pain to awaken Tianchi's consciousness that was drifting farther and farther away.

"What should I do?" The crescent moon opened its mouth with a crying cavity.

Who will save the master!

If you don't take the master out of this ghost place, the master will really die!

In the end, I was tired of crying, and the crescent moon began to show symptoms of detachment, as if the body was no longer its own, and the soul floated to another national uniform, its consciousness became more and more blurred, and in a trance, a snow-white figure flashed in its mind.

Ah, the one who gave it a name!

The last moment of consciousness, the crescent moon thought.

Then, it collapsed on top of Tianbla and fell into a deep sleep.

(End of chapter)