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

If young people are energetic Huskies, then Mu Yuan, Su Muqu and Qu Gui, who have a slightly lower presence, are the industry elites who have suffered from the beatings of society, been dragged away by Huskies, and have no desire to live.

Faced with the unparalleled disaster before him, Muyuan had no feasible solution in his mind.

He couldn't help but look at Su Muqu in confusion: "That's true, but how can we cross the peak in front of us?"

"Cross? Mr. Admiral, I'm sorry to tell you that there is no shortcut. It's not difficult to just break in." Su Muqu rolled up his sleeves and transformed from a well-dressed elite into a hard-working citizen who rolled up his trouser legs to catch shrimps in seconds.

After nodding to Mu Yuan, Qu Gui calmly followed the steps of the people in front of him, and the feathers in his hand had already flashed with a sharp edge.

Wait for Kihara to turn around.

A scorching wind blew in the distance, and the grey ruins were dyed with endless colors. The interwoven talents merged into dazzling colors, rendering the end of the ink splash, and the grey and quiet that was seen was instantly mottled.

Without any further ado, everyone attacked. They were like tiny burning sparks that, when gathered together, were a deadly danger that even the space-time demon god that could pierce the heavens and the earth could not ignore.

The gray sky was shattered, like a spider web of cracks spreading on glass. The paint bucket with surging force smashed down on it, causing the earth to shake and the mountains and rivers to change color.

The giant standing on the other side awakened, and a few blue rays suddenly lit up in the gray world, like a mysterious black hole formed in the starry sea of ​​the universe, containing endless death.

The five space-time demon gods opened their eyes at the same time, reflecting an intoxicating blue. A solemn and dignified atmosphere instantly descended, as if a corner of the sky had collapsed, burying these usurpers who dared to challenge the gods one by one.

"Stop your overstepping behavior, human."

A deep, powerful and cold voice came from the sky, echoing in every corner of the other side.

"........."

Fang Zhixin continued to advance his cause: "Stop? Is it telling us to stop?"

"I don't know, I didn't hear it." Lu Yuan increased the penetrating force, and the thunder turned into sharp triangular spikes, flashing around.

"At least call me by my name. This demon god of time and space is a bit rude." Fang Zhinian muttered.

Su Muqu, who came to help, tilted the sword in his hand and said, "Are you being too harsh on them?"

The fight is already to the death, and you are currently ripping each other's stomach open, yet you still demand courtesy from them. Isn't that a bit too inhumane?

Hearing the humans whispering, the other four space-time demon gods surrounded them from other directions, as if the sky and earth were closing together and the mountains and rivers were collapsing. They were determined to prevent these people from breaking through the defense line.

"Stop them. The land beyond is not for humans to set foot on."

The closing mountains suddenly stood up, and passes were erected out of thin air, trying to lengthen the distance between each other. Countless continents were like pieces of a puzzle, twisted, collided, and torn apart.

It was as if the movement of continental plates at the beginning of creation tore out trenches, squeezed and piled up mountains, and even the roof of the world with an altitude of thousands of meters. A magnificent and casual scene unfolded before everyone's eyes.

Fang Zhixin suppressed the shock and fear in his heart and ignored the shadow above his head. At the moment when the giant hand of the Space-Time Demon God pressed down, he twisted and compressed the space and narrowly escaped death from the collapse.

When leaving, he still raised his middle finger stubbornly.

"The use of strength is too rough!"

When they heard the sound again, the group had already been ambushed by Fang Zhixin and had reached the opening.

It cannot be called a gap. To put it bluntly, it is a channel carved out on the huge body of the Space-Time Demon God. It does not involve any technical content and pursues the ultimate distance between two points.

Upon seeing this, the other four space-time demon gods frantically wanted to annihilate these annoying mosquitoes. If they were allowed to pass through the defense line unscathed, they would appear to be useless.

"You want to enter the other side with only level nine? Your arrogance once again opens my eyes."

"Young people love adventure, so please be more patient. You should stay here with me."

An angry shout interrupted the actions of several time and space demon gods. Mu Yuan drew his sword and stood forward in the air, standing in the midst of five blue visions. The dangerous aura could not be ignored.

Fang Zhixin saw Mu Yuan with his back to them, and saw him raise his hand and shake it.

"Leave this to me. You go first, I'll be there soon."

With one slash of the sword, a chasm suddenly appeared, and the four time and space demon gods were forcibly blocked on one side of the chasm.

But what terrified Mu Yuan was that the four time and space demon gods did not sit there and wait for death, but instead prioritized concentrating their power and transferring it to the injured time and space demon god.

Instead of fighting alone and charging forward with a roar, he went around Muhara and carried out a supporting operation.

Support? Send strength?

Abnormal, extremely abnormal.

He suddenly turned around and warned Fang Zhixin and the others, shouting in a loud voice, "Beware of the actions of the Spacetime Demon Gods. Their actions are different from before!"

However, what was shocking was that his voice did not get through, as the Demon God of Time and Space blocked the propagation of sound.

A space-time demon god approached Mu Yuan with its eyes open, like a god staring at a tiny ant. Its calmness revealed a catastrophic danger. It spoke calmly:

"Humans, there should be a limit to how much you can underestimate us. The world will not stagnate, and time will not stay in the same place. Why do you think we will always be ignorant?

As creatures that control time and devour the heavens and the earth, we should be above all things. But since our race lost to humans and was forced to stay in the other side, how can we not strive for progress? "

Mu Yuan's expression changed drastically. There was too much information revealed in this sentence, enough to overturn his previous views, such as what "minding one's own business" and "blocking the time and space demon god in the ancient star sea".

All of this... is nothing more than the Space-Time Demon God's strategy to paralyze the interstellar space.

It was dangerous. Mu Yuan turned around and wanted to leave and pass on the news, but he found that he could not move at all.

It's time standing still.

The Space-Time Demon God kindly explained: "Everyone in the galaxy knows that the Space-Time Demon God's greatest ability is to go back in time, but we didn't go back in time just now.

The high-level ninth-level warriors are indeed stronger than the rest of us, but it is not impossible to concentrate our strength and trap you. You are bound by common sense and habit, human."

Mu Yuan felt that the spiritual power in his body had completely died down and would not respond unless stimulated by external stimuli. He forced himself to reorganize his thoughts and think about the current situation.

The Space-Time Demon God is different from before. All the previously established viewpoints have been overturned and started over again. So does the Space-Time Demon God's rough use of power just now mean that their changes are still in progress?

"Don't even think about it. None of you can escape today. We can't do anything to you, but the situation inside may not be the same."

A hand raised up, holding Mu Yuan, smashed towards the ripped-open demon god of time and space.