After the time it took to finish a meal, the two had chased for over a dozen miles.
Suddenly, the black snake plunged into the ground and vanished into the yellow sand in the blink of an eye.
With a "whoosh",
Liu Ming, carried by a gust of wind, arrived at the spot where the black snake had burrowed, and without a word, he threw a punch fiercely downward.
A loud noise that shook the earth and the mountains erupted!
After the yellow surge of air, mixed with dust, wildly swept in all directions, a pit about ten feet deep was revealed on the spot.
But at the center of the large pit, there was only empty space, with nothing at all.
Liu Ming's brow furrowed, and with a touch of his finger to his forehead, a massive spiritual force rolled out from it.
"A spatial rift."
The next moment, he exclaimed in loss of voice, his face shifting between clarity and shade, but after a moment, he still took out a talisman from his sleeve and slapped it onto his body.
