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

The person in the cocoon did not hesitate at all. Hope in despair is something that humans instinctively grasp.

They desperately wanted to grab the helping hands that stretched out from the darkness.

"No problem. If you find that you can't control it, you can retreat first. We are destined to die anyway, so don't risk your lives."

Fang Zhixin became serious: "Don't say anything careless, it's easy for your words to come true. Think of something good quickly and come out to talk about it."

"Stay away, I'll control it." Quan's voice sounded like thunder.

The seven people moved away from the space-time cocoon. Quan pressed the space-time cocoon, and the people inside the cocoon controlled the huge device to absorb the space-time power that enveloped the base.

The scarlet cocoon shrank violently, and the red aura gradually faded. The base inside was like a factory that could breathe. The suction force created a huge vortex that swallowed up the surrounding space-time force.

The outer metal wall of the collection device became bright red and hot, and the pipes were surging like magma.

The external spring carefully controls the external cocoon silk to maintain the stability of the cocoon.

The seven people looked at everything in front of them intently.

As time passed, the base inside the cocoon began to reveal its original appearance.

The person inside swallowed as he looked at the device whose interior had turned red.

"Let's go, go quickly!"

"This thing won't last a minute, go!"

A group of ragged people rushed to the outside. They had no idea whether they could escape, and they didn't know how to escape.

But they just wanted to run forward, running forward with their heads covered, passing through the dark passage, with a faint red light coming into their eyes.

A total of twenty-three people finally stepped out of the base that had trapped them for many years.

Fang Zhixin looked solemn when he heard the voice. A layer of gold spread in his eyes, gradually turning his entire eyes golden.

He clasped his hands together, staring closely at the knife stuck in the gap.

The white blade glowed, and the force of space penetrated into the cocoon. A mysterious and deep crack inside opened like an eye.

"Everyone, get in, quickly!"

Xiao Kong suddenly said, "Zhi Xin, do you remember Patrick? He is also among those twenty-three people. Be careful."

"Parrick?"

Fang Zhixin was suddenly startled, and a person with gloomy brows and a talent for space suddenly emerged in her mind. She remembered Patrick. It was he who used his talent to summon Gong Sui and Yolisiwen together in the parallel universe.

I thought he was dead, how come he is here?

The person inside did not stop accelerating and crashed into the crack at a speed that could break through the finish line.

Among the twenty-three people, only the last one, who kept his head down, hesitated to move forward.

Fang Zhixin's eyes became fierce, and he immediately closed the dimensional blade and pulled the twenty-two people out.

Patrick raised his head thoughtfully and looked at Fang Zhixin outside. The two people with spatial talents stared at each other across the cocoon.

When Fang Zhixin saw Patrick taking out the crystal, his eyes suddenly widened, and he instinctively opened a dimensional blade and rushed in.

She knew that she had to stop Patrick. Once he activated the crystal in his hand, the cocoon would explode no matter what the situation was.

Once the cocoon explodes, not only will they die, but those who are fighting against the Space-Time Demon God outside will also die.

She can't retreat!

Seeing that Fang Zhixin looked unhappy, Du Ruo reached out to grab her, but could only watch the black hair slip from her fingertips.

"Fang Zhixin!"

The incident happened suddenly and no one had expected it. The few people who reacted wanted to follow the dimensional blade in, but they found that the dimensional blade was interfered by an external force and closed directly, and they were blocked from the outside world.

Fang Shaoli punched the cocoon: "Damn it, Patrick!"

Parick retracted his hand that was interfering with the space, sneered at the girl who rushed in and said, "Want to stop me? Is it possible?"

Fang Zhixin didn't say much, he just used the power of space to slash at the person in front of him, but in the next second he retracted the blade into a fist, and smashed it hard on Patrick's forehead with a loud bang.

Patrick's attempt to crush the crystal was interrupted, and the crystal in his hand flew out due to the huge force.

He looked coldly at Fang Zhixin in front of him. He thought this man would use a slashing attack, so he had even prepared the space reversal technique, but in the end he was punched.

He also doesn't play by the rules.

"You are really good. You are worthy of being the one who pushed Tianquan into a desperate situation. It's a pity that I said you couldn't stay at the time, but everyone thought you were not capable of anything."

"I was fooled by your acting skills and thought that your Voice of All Things was just so-so. You made us let our guard down and finally failed. What a good trick!"

Ignoring Patrick's remarks, Fang Zhixin swung his fist again, and Patrick met his punch without hesitation, and the two suddenly collided with each other.

"Do you think that killing Gong Sui will solve the problem? Do you think Tianquan can be defeated so easily? As long as people have desires and as long as the lower classes remain silent and pessimistic, Tianquan will always revive again!"

Fang Zhixin punched Patrick in the face: "By then, someone will always stand up. I don't pray that others will stand up to save me. If someone can change this, why can't it be me!"

Patrick sneered: "Naive, who succeeded? Have you ever seen a successful person? There are many people in the world who claim to be sober. They will sigh and say, I want to, but I can't do anything!"

"Those idiots are just waiting to be rescued. How many people can you save? When you leave, they will settle down in a corner and say that I am powerless."

"It's like a pool of mixed mud. If you are content with the status quo, you will feel that the world is hopeless and you will long for others to save you like justice from heaven."

“But when the people who really fought for their light arrived, they said that justice has a price, and they are still too young!”

Patrick vented his anger fiercely: "I've had enough of these remarks, I've had enough of the endless oppression from above, and I've had enough of the quagmire-like predicament below."

"Tell me how to save such a person!"

Looking at the girl in front of him, Patrick wanted to roar and vent. The funny thing was that perhaps only someone like this would know the difficulties he had encountered.

Because he was once a fighter, he also had the dream of saving the world, and he also wanted to speak out for those who suffered from hardship and injustice.

But those people laughed at him instead, saying that he didn't understand the ways of the world, didn't know how to keep a low profile, and didn't understand internal rules!

"I hate the word too young. I hate those who can't pull themselves up. I hate those who claim to be sober but say negative things and discourage others."

"I hate this hypocritical and arrogant world!"

Patrick looked at Fang Zhixin, whose expression remained unchanged, and he became more and more angry.

"Why are you so calm? Can't you see those things?"