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Chapter 112 Tear

"We are still in the air." Zhan Yue gently reminded Liu Qing.

Then, there was a terrified cry in the air.

Under the leadership of the robot, Mogula led the crowd forward on the white clouds.

Saying it is front, in fact, if it is not for the robot in front, they have no sense of direction.

This is mid-air, up, down, front, back, left, and right are all empty, and there is no reference at all for them to locate.

Li Xiaole stomped his feet on purpose. It was empty, as if there was a layer of transparent glass that couldn't fall off.

But this feeling is not the same as walking in the glass corridor in the sky.

At least there are guardrails on both sides, and the distance is generally not long, but now they are walking on the clouds.

Up, down, front, back, left, and right are all empty, and every step is taken carefully, lest one slip and fall.

The only one who was relaxed was Gu Hongyu.

As a windrunner, he is indeed very suitable for survival in this environment.

However, there is a strong wind in the sky, and Gu Hongyu's practice time is still short. Even though he is not afraid of the wind, he is still cold.

At this time, shivering with cold, he and Liu Qing dawdled behind.

I don't know how long it has passed, in this kind of environment where no one speaks and there is nowhere.

Li Xiaole once had the feeling of being out of the world, except for the howling of the wind, there was no sound in his ears.

It was an extreme stillness, an extreme stillness.

Li Xiaole followed without realizing it, like a walking dead.

Su Mujian on the side seemed to notice something, and raised her eyes, a little surprised.

And behind a certain white cloud that they couldn't see, two people were sitting cross-legged, watching them.

"This is the ninth batch of No.90. It seems to be okay." Venerable Heiyun said.

Xiahou clasped his sleeves together and said, "These are the backbone of the future. The Xia Kingdom cannot be trampled on, and we still have to rely on our blood to protect it."

Hei Yun nodded, and said: "But don't put too much pressure on yourself, Baiyun heard that he has made a lot of fame in the West, and it seems that he is still called an angel or a Bodhisattva on the ground. "

Xiahou shook his head helplessly, "Bai Yun's nature is indifferent, he is not suitable to participate in the war, if possible, after these incidents broke out, he should actually be a wild crane."

"Hey, it's rare that you would let someone as strong as Bai Yun go?" Hei Yun's eyes were narrowed.

"Didn't I also rescue you?" Xiahou felt a little helpless, "The world is stable, and it's normal to let the horse go back to the mountain."

"I'm afraid that this world will never be stable again."

"Hey, someone among them wants to break through!" Hei Yun suddenly wondered.

"That figure looks familiar." Hei Yun frowned, looking at Li Xiaole's back suspiciously.

How could he have thought that the Li Xiaomeng who was in the Fengdu Hall before was the Li Xiaole in front of him.

"Let's arrange it, and pick up this child as soon as possible. At this juncture, there is no delay."

Xiahou seemed to be talking to someone, only to hear a murmur in the air, and then everything was silent again.

"Welcome, Super Seminary."

The robot turned around and said politely.

As its words fell, a golden thread appeared in the air.

It is very long up and down, as if a gap has been torn in the air.

Gap?

Li Xiaole frowned, and saw the golden thread keep separating.

It seems that a pair of big hands have been inserted into the air, with their hands outward, trying to tear the void.