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

An hour passed slowly, and the reunited crowd understood the current situation and prepared to leave the other side.

The group of people always felt empty in their hearts. The original harvest plan was not completed. Although they obtained more precious planetary origin, they were indeed unable to get anything for their homes.

When you are away from home, you should always send some local specialties back home.

"We can't blow up his home. Mingsuan is our partner now, we can't just blow up his house." Fang Zhixin propped up his chin and tossed the ring, "I made quite a few ring scrolls, what a pity."

"It's not a pity, I can take you there." Ming suddenly spoke.

Fang Zhixin put down his hands in shock: "You're going to take us to blow up your house?!"

What kind of backstab player is this.

A trace of silence flashed in Ming's eyes: "You think too much, it is the demon of time and space. Using your previous analogy, it is where the prison is. It is okay to appropriately reduce the number of murderers and execute the death penalty."

Ming looked at the Exile Wasteland on the other side. It was the gathering place of the demons of time and space. It would be okay to let them bomb around the edge, which would just weaken their power.

It can not only solve some of the pressure within the tribe, but also sell benefits to partners, and even recover some of the power of time and space and feed it back to the universe and the starry sky.

Kill three birds with one stone, it's feasible.

“Prison?” Mu Yuan said these two words, his tone was indescribably complicated, “Not all space-time demon gods… no, it’s space-time demons. Not all space-time demons are wandering around in the sea of ​​stars. Do you control some of them?”

Ming nodded: "I said, these are within our scope of solution. Letting them go out and do evil is against our teachings."

Mu Yuan hesitated to speak.

Silver lines flowed in the corners of Ming's eyes. He was silent for a moment and his tone was serious and solemn.

“If the Space-Time Demon God can handle these things, then there will be no need for anyone to guard the Ancient Star Sea. Is what we are doing really meaningful…”

Kihara looked up suddenly.

Ming said seriously: "I have had this idea before. I asked Quan, since we have the ability to do these things, why should we hand over the methods to humans.

Quan warned me not to underestimate humans. What we do may not be as good as what humans do, and everything in the world has its own truth of existence. Those demons of time and space are the materials for upgrading your talents.

As long as the universe exists, we exist, and the planet exists, the Space-Time Demon will never become extinct. If it does, the world will probably have entered the countdown."

The azure eyes looked towards Kihara, as if seeing the exhausted soul through the body. He remembered Quan's teachings to respect their will.

"You survived by your own strength. You don't need to pray for the gods' blessing."

Mu Yuan raised his head, his eyes firm: "Of course I know, but humans always have moments of confusion, just occasionally, just the occasional confusion just now."

Forgive an elderly person for not having any other interests or hobbies except reminiscing about the past.

"Yes, we don't crave gods, because gods may not be able to do what we do." Fang Shaoli stepped forward and patted Mu Yuan's shoulder, "Raise your head with pride, we don't need pity."

Fang Zhixin on the side turned to look at Ming, raised his eyebrows, and said in a rather sarcastic tone: "Tsk tsk tsk, what you just said is quite good. It seems that the path you are taking is the God of Time and Space. Interesting."

She stroked her chin and teased, "I remember someone said that he wanted my eyes to turn golden before we could talk, and he also showed murderous intent. I haven't forgotten these."

Fang Zhixin waved his hand and returned to the team. The others also glanced at Ming secretly and remained alert.

Ming's mouth corners curled up slightly. It's good to stay alert.

"We call that place the Exile Wasteland. The center area is level 10, so if you want to bomb it, you can only choose the edge."

"OK, got it." Fang Zhixin's eyes lit up. She didn't care about anything else for now, such as what world it was, whether it existed or not, these had nothing to do with her next action.

"The target is confirmed, let's start the action! Admiral Kihara, remember to record the video and apply for points for us."

Mu Yuan nodded helplessly: "Don't worry, I will."

A thousand-mile raid began, and no one expected that the Exile Wasteland would be attacked.

There was an earth-shattering explosion that stunned the Space-Time Demon and greatly shocked the Space-Time God.

"Awesome! These humans are really brave. They bomb as soon as they say they will. There is no ambiguity."

"It should be Ming who told them. This kid is really smart and knows how to use the opponent's force to his advantage."

Quan sighed and said, "Cang, go wipe their asses and send them off."

Cang was stunned for a moment: "How to send it?"

Quan raised his hand: "Do you still need me to teach you?"

Thinking of how Ming left, Cang instantly understood and strode away into the distance.

Ming directly cut off the power of time and space, and Fang Zhixin and others unambiguously stuffed the enhanced version of the bomb into the eyes of the time and space demon, and then detonated it instantly.

It blew up piece by piece the continents, like a world-destroying demon king, destroying the continents on which demons depend for survival. The sky collapsed, the sea broke, the earth collapsed, and the mountains collapsed. Pieces of land became silent, and the power of time dissipated.

The group of people were completely excited. They formed a battle array and formed a territory, beating the Space-Time Demon so hard that he had no power to fight back.

Although the time and space monsters exiled to the wasteland are far less powerful than those inside, there are still quite a few monsters on their bodies. After they are gathered together, the resource progress bar goes up one by one.

It was so depressing that everyone almost got pink eye.

"Enough, enough, a big guy is coming, everyone get ready to run!" Fang Zhixin heard Xiaokong's message, calling on everyone to evacuate.

Ming also saw a glimpse of the future and hid himself and retreated without hesitation.

"If you're here, stay!"

The icy voice that penetrated the heaven and earth resounded across the wasteland. Under the heavy pressure, several people paused and instantly felt the heaviness of their bodies, as if they were carrying a fragment of a collapsed sky on their backs.

Just as several people were preparing to tear the teleportation scroll, a big hand appeared out of nowhere, grabbed everyone, and threw them to the outskirts of the other side.

"If you are not a living creature here, leave here immediately." A majestic voice came, Cang looked towards the wasteland, blocking the attack of another giant hand.

He said in a cold voice: "You are not allowed to leave the wilderness without permission. If you want to die, come out and I will grant your wish!"

The giant palm paused, then dissipated unwillingly, and a sneer came from the depths.

"Even the land of the other side can be entered and exited by humans at will. You are really depraved. Be careful that it will be destroyed by humans one day. That would be a huge joke."

Cang shot back: "Stop talking nonsense. You are the ones who should be careful when cooperating with cunning humans."

“Hahahahahaha, cooperation? At best, they are just useful pawns. No matter how much they think, they can’t reach the realm of God.”

Cang said no more. He had nothing to say to the arrogant Sha De.