Just as Lin Mo was desperately flying through the dark space, his back was suddenly hit by a black pincer. The force was so immense that he uncontrollably flew forward, spewing a mouthful of blood and turning a few shades paler on his face.
During the uncontrolled flight, it's easy to crash into space fragments and fissures in the dark space. These irregular fragments and fissures in the dark space are extremely sharp, and if one accidentally crashes into them, they could easily slice through the body.
Lin Mo narrowly avoided the dangers along the way, cold sweat covering his forehead.
"Damn it, you really think I can't beat you?"
Lin Mo turned his head, looking at the fast-approaching figure, and shouted fiercely.
