The spirit of time and space, the body of time, and even higher levels are all collectively called space-time monks.

If you die, you will be reborn back to the initial state of the current level.

Zhao Fan spent a whole day wandering alone in the wilderness, and finally understood one thing. The other time and space monks were all the same as him before. There may be some who have been reborn countless times after their death, and there is a hidden one.

A deep one!

You won't show up casually without movement and assurance.

The so-called movement is when the time and space monks are injured and smoke rises. However, the same type of time and space monks cannot see each other. This is why Zhao Fan only saw black smoke before.

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At the end of the day, Zhao Fan caught two time spirits and one emptiness spirit, but didn't even touch a time and space body.

After the melting, the air and water content of his skin, flesh, blood and internal organs increased slightly, but it was not obvious. After all, compared to yesterday's two big pieces of fat, this was only three small pieces of meat at best.

"Not enough, not enough..."

Zhao Fan was a little tired and lay down in the weeds to rest. He planned to head in one direction tomorrow so that he could reach the edge of the wilderness and see what was outside. After all, in this wilderness, he could no longer meet his needs.

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In the haze.

Zhao Fan heard a crashing sound, and he woke up instantly. He pushed aside the weeds and saw a group of figures over there, flapping their wings and flying in the low altitude. Their shapes were very strange, looking like beasts but not beasts, like humans but not humans.

Qian Qian is obviously a character who is not easy to mess with.

The wings flapped, the weeds shook, and they fell upside down.

"Oh no, this is exactly the route they are going to pass."

Zhao Fan was anxious, but he had no choice but to stay put and gamble that he would not be discovered, because if he moved now, he would definitely be noticed by those strange creatures.

However, things backfired.

When the first strange creature passed by above, the weeds beside Zhao Fan fell in all directions, revealing his trace.

"Haha, brothers, I discovered that the Space-Time Monk is still in the initial stage of the Space-Time Body!"

The strange creature immediately swooped down and suppressed Zhao Fan with its steel-like wings.

Although Zhao Fan's body was far superior to ordinary people in all aspects, facing such power, he was almost breathless and had no room to resist. He asked with a difficult look: "Who are you?"

Wow.

A group of strange creatures landed on the ground behind them, surrounding Zhao Fan with sneers on their faces. In their eyes, the latter was just like a plaything.

"Don't you even know who we are?"

"Probably a new one."

The laughter became even harsher.

"Then I will tell you with great compassion that we are the time and space clan." A slightly burly strange creature said with a smile: "And you time and space monks, even if you have the same word as our clan, you are the most humble and humble.

Ants, do you understand? In our opinion, they are not as valuable as space-time creatures!"

"Time clan? Time and space creatures?"

Zhao Fan looked at the other party intently and said: "Then what is your nobleness?"

"Come and let him know how noble we are."

"That's the kind of question I like."

The group of time and space tribes laughed at Hot Feng while kicking Zhao Fan around like a human sandbag, enjoying themselves greatly.

Zhao Fan rose and fell in mid-air, feeling dizzy.

However, they are not opponents, and the time and space tribes have no killing intention. They are just torturing them like toys, so they can only endure it.

The group of time and space tribes ravaged Zhao Fan for a while, but they couldn't get excited without seeing the reaction they wanted to see, so they lost interest in continuing.

Zhao Fan was severely stepped on the ground.

"What annoys you the most is a space-time monk who is in the initial stages of each level."

The leader of the Time and Space Tribe strongman said with disdain: "If you kill me, even the Time and Space Sand won't appear. Get out of here. I won't kill you because we're afraid of dirtying our hands!"

Zhao Fan raised his head and glanced at the faces of each Spacetime Clan, remembering their appearance deeply. If there is an opportunity in the future, he will definitely not let any of them go.

Let the other party come back!

Immediately, he turned around and left without looking back.

"Yo? We are going to be hated, haha."

"I hope he can use this as motivation to make him fatter and fatter, so that he can contribute the sand of time and space next time he encounters it."
Chapter completed!