Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

Witnessed by countless people, several figures rushed towards the time and space demon god who was entrenched in one area without hesitation.

Like a slow-motion video, every detail is clearly presented to everyone.

The figures, either light or sharp, are reflected in the eyes of the world, blooming their brilliance unrestrainedly.

A dazzling light ignited, as dazzling as the glory of a god descending from heaven. At this moment, there was silence in the live broadcast room.

Projection technology perfectly conveys all of this to the world. The stars shining in the sky rush towards the being standing at the top of all living beings with their most powerful weapons.

Someone suddenly thought of what his teacher said when he first awakened his talent.

Talent is a weapon bestowed by the planet. It is an opportunity given by heaven, earth, and even the world to give living beings the opportunity to challenge themselves.

And this opportunity needs to be seized, watered with hard work, and stimulated with courage, so that the weapons you have can be used as your own arms. At that time, there should be nothing in the world that is impossible to do.

If you can see such a person one day, you will definitely understand that it is really very handsome.

"Courage... the courage to do anything, the courage to challenge the impossible, to wield one's own weapons, to practice one's own will... it's really cool..."

The scattered ruins were blown away by the air waves when a few people swooped down. The howling wind straightened the corners of their clothes and the air made a tearing sound.

Everyone's expression seemed to be saying, look, look, this is the will of Blue Star.

Even if there is an abyss ahead, a demon that the world believes is invincible, or an insurmountable cliff, we must move forward, demonstrate our will, and demonstrate the will of Blue Planet.

"What should I shout at a time like this?"

Facing the wind, several people curled their lips and opened their mouths...

A line of words flashed across the silent live broadcast room, and several voices were issued simultaneously, almost overlapping with the subtitles.

"Let's work together to realize the aspirations of all quarters!"

Several violent attacks came together and smashed down, like spears dropped by gods from outer space, revealing absolute power, violently and unreasonably smashing directly into the eyes of the Space-Time Demon God.

That was all the power that burst out after several people grew up, a mighty torrent condensed under a strange trust, containing absolute murderous intent, vying with each other to overlap, match, and double.

Violent lightning, flames that burn everything, biting frost, strange weapons that only exist in fantasy, surrounding scrolls and talismans, and even the blessing of music.

It's like continuously adding a variety of deadly poisons into a reaction vessel, not asking for a positive result from two negatives, but only asking for negatives to the extreme to create a pot of deadly poison.

Then he smashed it down on the head of the Space-Time Demon God, letting it die.

The sleeping Space-Time Demon God felt the breath of death and suddenly opened his eyes.

What came into his sight was something incomprehensible, even more twisted than the monsters he had created, and the murderous intent contained within it was without the slightest hesitation.

As if it had never thought of failure, it attacked it with deadly weapons even though it was a bug.

The Space-Time Demon God did not hesitate at all and decisively started to rewind. What a joke! To take on this twisted thing while being seriously injured was simply courting death!

The moment that single eye as big as the sea opened, the whistling wind stopped and the scenery began to reverse, like a video played in reverse, and the people who swooped down began to slowly retreat.

At this moment, the only people who are not affected are probably those who are watching the live broadcast.

A group of people held their breath. It was the first time for many of them to see the Space-Time Demon God take action. The air was so quiet that one could hear the beating of the heart in the chest.

I don’t know if it’s because his previous talent was time or something else, but Fang Zhixin can still speak, but it’s limited to speaking.

"You reacted pretty quickly. Go back and make the most of your time."

The time and space demon god looked at the people in the sky with his deep single eye.

There is no one stronger than others, they are all at level eight.

This information made the Space-Time Demon God furious: "Since when did a level eight dare to challenge me?"

"Do you think that human in the battleship can protect you? That's ridiculous. Before time goes back, no one will be able to save you in time."

Fang Zhixin's face suddenly darkened, he bit his lip in embarrassment and annoyance, then quickly firmed up his expression.

"If it doesn't work once, then try again! Until I can defeat you!"

The Spacetime Demon God sneered, "You are so naive. How many times can you come again? I can go back many times, but the number of attacks you can make is too limited."

The ruins that had been swept away gradually closed together, like a torn high wall, and then gathered together again to become an insurmountable cliff.

As the attackers were gradually pushed away, the people in the live broadcast room bit their nails anxiously.

Fei Lun, who was watching the live broadcast, suddenly felt bored: "You can't kill the Space-Time Demon God this way. It's good to have perseverance and courage, but can they afford the price?"

But Soter on the side always felt that something was wrong, as if something was out of place.

"Something's wrong..."

"No? Ha, even the time and space demon god's retrospection can only be handled with a stupid method, how did they find Tianquan Industry in the first place?"

After saying this, Philen also felt a little bit uncomfortable. He was able to take the initiative to contact them, causing Tianquan to fall into the gutter, and survive the invasion of the time and space demon god.

It shouldn't be a stupid way.

Honeycomb Briquette Sote felt bad when he thought about how Fang Zhixin had cheated him several times.

"That sentence just now should be to fool the Space-Time Demon God. Let's continue to see how she plans to deal with it."

Soth himself was speechless when he said this. What kind of train of thought was this to fool the God of Time and Space?

"Fool..."

Philen's hand that was supporting his chin slipped. He really didn't expect this. No normal person would try to fool the God of Time and Space.

She must be sick!

Seeing the attack being pushed away step by step, most people in the live broadcast room had given up hope.

Fang Zhixin, however, put 100% of his attention into sensing and observing the changes around him.

Almost there, just a little bit more...

A stone floated past a few people and froze.

End of backtracking!

"boom!!!"

Just when the Space-Time Demon God was about to crush these people to death, the attack that had been pushed away arrived instantly, piercing straight into the huge blue eye with great swiftness, and even pushed forward with all its might.

"When, space...damn humans!"

Several of them laughed brazenly, gritted their teeth and pushed their weapons forward.

"late!"

Time is a silent and cruel force. If you want to get from one destination to another, you must pay with time.

If there is anything that can transcend the blockade of time and break the axis dominated by time, it is only space.

If time is the horizontal coordinate axis, then space is the vertical coordinate axis.

Break the horizontal control of time and throw the landing point freely into a larger space.