While Chen Hao was meditating, the situation outside had quietly changed.

"Damn, when did the Time Trace Organization have a self-created spiritual strike!" Murong Han hugged the unconscious Chen Hao and cursed.

"It's already this time, let's think about how to protect ourselves!" Mu Wang was already leaning against the sealed entrance, and only had the strength to parry.

Bai Xiao also took out her three thousand six hundred carved blades, but because of the excessive energy consumption, it was better to get close to her directly.

Chen Hao's spiritual world

"Boy, didn't I say that you are a little difficult outside, do you want me to help?" The Seal of the End said with a slight smile.

"Can you get out?" Chen Hao asked.

"It's easy." The Seal of the End said proudly.

A few minutes later, the seal of the end looked helplessly at Chen Hao, who was regaining consciousness, smiled bitterly, took off a book on the bookshelf in the space he was in, opened it, and gently recited the incantation on it.

"The End" records the spells used by the Seal of the End, but because his own vitality is now greatly damaged, he can only give Chen Hao a little bit of the Breath of the End that he once used, although he can't fight back, but it's still completely okay to protect himself.

Chen Hao, who had regained consciousness, broke free from Murong Han's confinement, and looked at the trace of black qi in his hands, and he suddenly laughed.

"Although you old guy is sometimes very unreliable, but this time, thank you!" Chen Hao smiled and muttered to himself, and with a wave of his hand, a black blade of light was sent out at an extremely fast speed, and he didn't know how many lives were harvested along the way.

"Don't be stunned, retreat!" Chen Hao couldn't help but feel a little anxious when he saw that everyone was still stunned. A punch was thrown, and the concrete wall blocking everyone's path burst in response.

A black light and shadow flashed, and a black cobra dozens of meters long stretched out its body from behind Chen Hao.

"Old fellow, you're amazing, you can attach it to the totem!" Chen Hao looked at the cobra swimming forward in surprise and muttered to himself.

"Boy, I suggest you withdraw now, after all, my strength won't last long." The voice of the Seal of the End was slightly tired.

When Chen Hao heard this, he made a "retreat" gesture to everyone, and then ran away.

Seeing that everyone was about to slip away, a leader-like member of the Chronological Organization yelled, "Don't let them run away! ”

"With your time to roar, I think they'll be able to run dozens of times." A female voice rang out.

A spatial door opened, and a woman stepped out of the spatial door. When he saw this woman's appearance, Murong Han shuddered.

"Sister, this is not something you should be involved in!" Murong Han thought for a while, and said helplessly.

"My brother is in trouble, shouldn't I, the sister, take care of it?" Murong Han's sister smiled, and a large amount of black mist suddenly rose from her left hand.

"It's also the Last Breath!" Seeing this, the Seal of the End couldn't help but roar.

Murong Han's sister gently raised her left hand upward, and a large stream of black qi burst out from the ground, instantly forming a thorn-like body, poking several members of the Time Trace Organization into a sieve.

"Can you directly manipulate the body? This guy has a decent amount of control. "The seal of the end is approved.

At this moment, the tattoo on Murong Han's sister's right hand attracted everyone's attention.

"Did your sister ever mess with the Chrono Trace Organisation?" Hearing this, he leaned into Murong Han's ear and asked softly.

Murong Han nodded lightly and explained: "My sister Murong Xi used to be a captain of the Time Trace Organization, in charge of a branch, but because she really didn't want to be trapped there, she destroyed that branch, and she didn't know where to go by herself, but now she can still come over." ”

In less than a cup of tea, this branch of the Time Trace Organization was full of corpses.

"That's it." Murong Xi clapped his hands, pressed the pocket watch in his hand, and walked into a certain world without looking back.

"So your sister ...... Is it so chic? Ying looked at Murong Han with reverence on his face.

"I guess so." Murong Han replied with a wry smile.

Being bullied out of the psychological shadow.