In the gap between time and space, at the boundary between heaven and earth, a figure solidifies in time and space.

The man in a red suit coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood. His figure was uncertain and his face was gloomy.

"Joker..."

He murmured the name.

They were defeated, three against one, completely defeated.

Indeed, as the man said, he didn't have much preparation, he just needed to prepare a few small things so that he could arrive successfully.

When he comes, he is the back-up man for everything.

The circus leader of the origin space has always been famous for his resourcefulness in the nine dimensions, but some people may have forgotten that he is an extremely rare person who has been awarded the title of Void Stalker.

There is no doubt that his own combat prowess has always been the best among the pioneers.

But the magician still can't figure out how long it has been and why the other party has become so strong?

It was so strong that with the combined strength of three of them, they were all beaten to pieces.

In the end, except for him, both Lucius and Alteran died at the hands of the man with a smile on his face, and remained in this world forever, becoming nutrients for the correction of the world.

"You won this time, but you won't be proud for long, because you will find that your perception is wrong..."

The magician murmured as he adjusted the injuries in his body, "Besides, you failed to keep me. The next time we meet, it will be over."

He has come to the world's barrier, which was originally blocked by them, but has now been broken by Joker. It won't take much time for him to leave. There is nothing left to miss in this world.

As for going back to kill those young pioneers, it was too risky for him.

He raised his white-gloved hand, preparing to open the barrier and lead himself out through the nodes outside. This was a common method used by violators.

Just as he was about to leave, a dark shadow appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

The magician's pupils shrank, "You... you..."

Several invisible figures appeared beside the magician, blocking all his escape routes. Regardless of time and space, he could not go anywhere.

"Outsider, you've crossed the line."

The voice of a being rang out in the void.

"This is different from what we agreed with those...spaces."

Another being spoke.

The magician was stunned for a moment, then laughed wildly, "Hahahahaha... No wonder you said I couldn't leave, it turns out you are waiting for me here."

After laughing wildly, he paused, still not panicking, "But... do you guys want to do some new collaborations?"

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Modern times, 2011 AD, under the Kunlun Mountains, original mines, and boundless desert.

Eriki and Natsumi were sitting back to back in boredom. There was a barbecue rack beside them, and the legs of the spirit beast on it were sizzling with oil.

"Deadwood asked us if the world line has changed."

Xia Mi said weakly.

"Senior Brother Chu wants to cause trouble again..."

Eriki also looked decadent, mainly because she had stayed at Samsara Lake for a long time and had just experienced exciting ups and downs.

Before, the two of them were very nervous, ready to pull Lu Chen back to the modern world at any time, but worried that the team gathering would not be effective.

Now that I know that the great drama of the God Burial Calendar has come to an end, and the big violator has been eliminated by the circus leader, I feel relieved.

Once people relax, they feel weak and lazy.

"He seemed a little disbelieving about the results, but after confirming it again, he calmed down again."

Xia Mi said that she told Chu Zihang that there is no power to bind the world line in modern times.

In other words, such a big thing happened in the God Burial Calendar, and the violators almost turned the world upside down, but it did not affect the modern era at all.

Whether the offender was in the process of causing trouble or returned to normal after it was over, Hyundai was not affected in any way.

"Boss, it's cooked. You please treat it first."

The girl in a sailor suit with twin ponytails came over with a flattering look on her face. She had become a complete loser recently.

From time to time, Xia Mi, who seems to have a reputation for being upright, promotes her bed.

It doesn't matter to her whether she sells the bed or not. This time she has entered such an exaggerated world. As long as she can complete the final task and return to the space with enough things, she will make a lot of money.

Not to mention anything else, just picking up a piece of inheritance crystal in the original mine. The size of it would be more than what she made from selling beds!

An epic bed, because it is not a combat item and is not a prop useful in combat, can only be sold for 700,000 to 800,000 origin coins.

But a large inheritance crystal can be sold on the market for three to four million origin coins.

A group of supporters came to the original mine and followed Hui Liyi. Now they are a little happy and have forgotten about the main task.

It’s so delicious to dig up inheritance crystals here.

It would be better if it was not affected by world line changes.

But the supporters are still happy with it, because even if the things dug up will disappear, their skill proficiency will be accumulated, which is not bad as a brush for proficiency.

What's more, they believe that Mr. Lu will eventually give them a chance to complete the mission of Burial of Gods.

"I hope those two people can take it easy."

Xia Ya complained, getting up to cut the barbecue.

But at this time, in the starry sky, they were different from the carefree Natsuya and Eri.

Lu Ming is still fighting against the ancient gods from outside the galaxy in the galaxy. His attributes have broken into the eighth level, but he still cannot compete with the army of ancient gods from outside the territory.

Because there are many eighth-level beings who are stronger than him, they are just supervising the battle, and he is very afraid of the existence of those ancient gods.

Today's God Burial Star is in a complete dark age. After all, Lu Ming alone cannot protect this ancient source of life.

The ancient alien gods are rampant in the world, and the earth is in a mess. Whether it is the Shenwu Empire or the Westerners, most of them died tragically. Only a few lucky ones are left who have hid in some Jedi places and have not been killed by the consciousness of the ancient alien gods.

In the starry sky, Lu Ming stood still, his body covered in blood, and a breath of miscellaneous energy grew out. Even if his martial arts spirit broke through to the fifth level, his physical strength was not unlimited.

The bloody battle for more than half a year was a serious test for his origin blood.

He was on the edge of the battlefield, looking into the depths of the universe, and sighed, "It seems there is no change..."

"The supreme beings have indeed erased my memory."

Lu Ming murmured to himself, "All of this is what happened before."

He originally thought that the advent of the violators was the biggest change in the world. Perhaps after the change, Lu Chen could achieve his goal, and the darkness in his memory could be reversed.

But it turns out that the modern world line has not changed at all. This is what should have happened in the timeline.

So even if some existences can travel through time, are they really...escaped from their fate?

It's hard to say.

Lu Ming had never worried about whether Lu Chen and Ao Tian could win the battle, because he knew the outcome of that decisive battle.

It's just that in his memory, the cause of the incident was wrong, and it wasn't because of the real dragon's parentage.

In the original world line, Lu Chen did not kill everyone in the True Dragon Star Territory and finally brought back the little golden dragon, nor did the Lord of the True Dragon return to heaven and earth with the vitality and aura of his body dispersed.

The decisive battle between Lu Chen and Ao Tian seems to be destined. Even if there is no real dragon parent and child as an inducement, the ancient dragon cave desires the blood of the real dragon. Given the personalities of these two people, they will fight.

In Lu Ming's memory, the two of them also had a decisive battle in Wushang City. Ao Tian tied his own hands and feet and promised not to use the techniques he learned after setting foot on the ancient road in the starry sky. In the end, he was defeated by one move.

He looked at the densely packed ancient gods from outside the land in the distance, with doubts in his eyes, "Back then...were there so many of them?"

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God Burial Calendar, Wushen Mountain.

A week has passed since the battle in Wushang City, and Lu Chen followed the Great Elder back to Wushen Mountain.

At this time, at the top of Zhige Peak, many disciples could see a figure practicing swordsmanship on the martial arts stage.

The man stopped from time to time, coughed several times, and spit out a lot of blood.

"Ouch!"

The little golden dragon screamed in agony, and was chopped off by Lu Chen on the martial arts stage. A large number of its scales fell off, and it was almost cut in half.

It operates the secret technique of the true dragon, repairing the injured body, with some fear in its eyes.

Now, from the perspective of Lu Chen's space people, the little golden dragon has undoubtedly reached the peak of the seventh level, and its attributes are in the ultimate state, but it is not his opponent at all.

Even though the real dragon's bloodline is extraordinary and its secret skills are even more mysterious, the little golden dragon doesn't seem to have much fighting talent.

Thinking about it, it is just a child less than three years old. It only knows how to eat, drink and have fun, and has no combat experience at all.

The disciples of Zhi Ge Feng often lamented how powerful Ao Tian was.

Because the little golden dragon's state has obviously reached the extreme of the final state, but the little golden dragon's energy and blood power are not even as good as Ao Tian during the decisive battle with Lu Chen.

The little golden dragon has been a little autistic recently and is thinking, is it worse than a "bastard"?
To be continued...