You can become stronger by lying down

Chu Shengge and Qin Yu came over, still a little confused about what had just happened.

"Yimie, what's going on? Why are we back again?" Chu Shengge went straight to the point and expressed his doubts.

His knowledge was not as high as Animie's, and he didn't understand many things.

Animie pulled his thoughts back, and seeing that the two were worried, he said: "It's the reappearance of the past."

"What do you mean?" Qin Yu asked.

Animie coughed twice and said: "In short, we went back to a certain moment in the past and experienced what happened at that moment."

He felt deeply magical about this matter. If the leader hadn't said that to him before he disappeared, he would definitely not believe it.

People in the future went back to the past, experienced what happened in the past, and got to know people in the past. This is logically impossible.

But it happened, breaking the routine, making the impossible possible, and subverting cognition.

This matter may be too small for Chen Hao, because he always regarded the world of "Xingchen" as a game world, and didn't know that this world really existed.

However, it is not a trivial matter for Annihilation and others. They are practitioners in reality and in the game. The name of players is just a disguise for them to integrate into the group.

"Send people back to the past. Can anyone in the world do it? This involves time!" Chu Shengge said heavily.

Control time, what is time? It controls the life of all things and controls the changes of the ages. It is the highest avenue. How can anyone master it!

Annihilation was silent. He could not answer this question. It seemed that there was a creature so powerful that it could not be described that it used its own power to outline a picture, using the picture as a medium to reverse the long river of time.

He felt mixed emotions in his heart, and looked at the scroll in his hand with complicated eyes. The scenery depicted on the scroll was exactly the same as what they saw when they returned to the past.

Several high-spirited young people flew across the sky with swords and were flying to Tongtian Fairy Mountain.

Annihilation knew very well who the people in the painting were. They were disciples of Shengquan Lingzong and people they met in the past.

"This matter has come to an end first. The most urgent thing is to find out the situation of the secret realm as soon as possible."

He put the painting away. Chu Shengge seemed to have thought of something and suddenly said: "When we went back to the past, those people said they were disciples of the Holy Spring Spiritual Sect, and this place is called the Holy Spring Secret Realm. Could there be any connection between the two?"

Yimie slapped his head. Why didn't he think of such an important thing? He was stupid.

He thought for a few seconds and said: "There should be a connection. Just from the name, there are two words, Holy Spring, but it is not clear what the connection is at the moment."

Chen Hao leaned against the tree, muttering to himself and gesturing with his hands, as if he was thinking about something extremely important.

Qin Yu stared at him and asked, "Hey, what are you doing? Is your hand cramped?"

Chen Hao rolled his eyes at him and didn't bother to pay attention. He looked at Yanmie and asked, "Brother Mie, how did you make the flying swords of those disciples of Shengquan Lingzong? They can be big or small, and can also be used as hairpins. They must be very precious!"

He likes flying swords very much. Flying swords are not only handsome, but also can be used as a means of transportation and a weapon to kill enemies. They are so beautiful.

Imagine that you fly past the players on a flying sword, and there are admiring eyes and cheers. How beautiful it is.

Yanmie looked at him like a fool. This guy is hopeless and incurable.

"If you want a flying sword, you can buy it in the mall as long as you have spirit crystals."

He replied casually and walked forward. Chu Shengge and the other two walked past Chen Hao and sneered.

Chen Hao automatically blocked the ridicule and followed him silently.

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"Damn dad, why did you throw me to the Holy Spring Secret Realm for no reason? Doesn't he know how much I weigh? You're cheating your son. I'll go back and complain to my mom."

In the mountains, Long Fan was wearing thick armor, a thickened helmet, and holding a shield shaped like an iron pot, running away breathlessly.

Behind him, two young men were holding weapons, murderous, and chasing him relentlessly.

Long Fan looked back and said angrily: "Damn it, do you really want to kill me? I always treated you as brothers, but I didn't expect you to be such hypocrites."

The people chasing him were Long Xiao and Long Ling, his half-brothers. The father of the three was Long Qing, but their mothers were concubines, while his mother was a wife.

Because of this, Long Fan became one of the holy sons of the Endless Sea.

Long Xiao and Long Ling have always held a grudge against this matter. They are not convinced of Long Fan's status as the Son of God. Long Fan's strength is obviously very weak and cannot be compared with them at all. Why?

"Long Fan, don't run away. The Holy Spring Secret Realm is your burial place. You will definitely die today." Long Xiao shouted loudly, and the sound was deafening.

Long Ling continued: "Dad is blind to make you the Son of God. Your weak strength has brought so many jokes to our sea area. Don't you know it in your heart?"

Long Fan has physical problems and his cultivation is stuck in the Blood and Soul Realm. Long Qing has sought famous doctors all over the world to treat him, but it has no effect.

"You said so much for the status of the Son of God. Why are you pretending to be a big shot?"

Long Fan sneered and said as he ran: "I did bring many jokes to the sea area, but think about it from my perspective. If it weren't for me, would the sea area under Dad's control be so famous now?"

The corners of Long Xiao and Long Ling's mouths twitched. How dare you think of using such a shameful thing for money?

Without saying much, the two of them took action. Terrifying fluctuations came from the void. Long Fan was shocked. The attack fell behind him, and the aftermath of the explosion blew him away.

He rolled twice on the ground, then stumbled up and continued running. Qi and blood surged in his body, his throat felt sweet, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

"I have brought so many defensive treasures, but it still hurts so much when I fight. This is unscientific." He wondered.

Boom~

Another round of attacks came, and after the explosion, Long Fan flew out again. This time, he was more seriously injured, with cracks in his armor.

"Damn it, why is this armor so useless? Dad wouldn't have given me inferior goods!"

Long Fan felt uncomfortable all over, as if two of his bones were broken.

"No matter how you run, it will be useless again. Long Fan, go to hell!"

Long Xiao shouted, the long knife cut through the air, an icy cold light flashed, and the extremely sharp knife radiated towards Long Fan.

At the critical moment, a golden bow and arrow shot through the air and collided with the sword light. The two canceled each other out and turned into little spiritual energy particles.

"Who dares to hit my brother Chen Hao? Don't you know how to write the word "death"?"

Four black shadows sprang out from the forest, protecting Long Fan behind them. These four people apparently annihilated them.