Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, thirty years have passed.

The past thirty years have been extremely peaceful.

The monks and residents from Chunshenjie immigrated to Xiniuhezhou in an orderly manner, established a foothold in Xiniuhezhou, and established a new home.

The dragon clan was arranged by Zheng Dong in various sea areas in the ancient times.

Compared with the human race in Chunshen Realm, the dragon race is much more low-key.

It's just that the Dragon Clan has a rich family background, and their life in the prehistoric period is not bad, at least no worse than in Chunshenjie.

Thirty years' time.

The monks in Xiniu Hezhou began to get ready to take action.

They began to travel to other prehistoric continents, and even to major star worlds.

In Chunshen Realm, it is not that there are no small planes, but these small planes usually have owners.

For example, the Fairy Garden is the residence of the Earth Immortal Ancestor, and the small plane of the Dragon Clan is the residence of the Ancestral Dragon. No one dares to offend.

But prehistoric times are different.

Over the years, they have basically figured out that the prehistoric world of stars is open to the outside world, which they definitely did not expect.

I originally thought that the owners of these star worlds were all immortals, but who knew that when I went in, I found that even the Yuanshen stage monks were rare, let alone the tribulation-transcending monks and the Mahayana true immortals.

This discovery made the monks in Hezhou, Xiniu very excited.

Some of them even attempt to occupy the star world as the headquarters of their sect.

After all, in their view, these star worlds are ownerless things. If they don't occupy them, others will. Besides, this is what they did in Chunshen Realm back then.

There is nothing to say about who is forced to surrender.

...

The Wenxing Sect is one of the sects in the lower realm of the Immortal Court Wen tribe.

Of course, as Chunshen Realm merged into the primitive world, the original mountain gate of the Plague Punishment Sect was naturally destroyed.

This mountain gate was destroyed and naturally it had to be rebuilt.

It’s just that there were too many monks heading to Nishiga Niuzhou this time.

The monks from all the nine continents in Chunshen Realm all crowded into Xiniu Hezhou. Even though Xiniu Hezhou was several times larger than the land in Chunshen Realm, they still couldn't fit in it.

The Plague Punishment Sect is not very strong, so it is naturally difficult to find a suitable location to build a mountain gate.

If the mountain gate cannot be established, the Plague Punishment Sect will not be able to gain a firm foothold, even if they have Lu Fang, the chief god of the Plague Tribe, on their back.

In desperation, the Plague Punishment Sect had no choice but to choose a place full of spiritual energy to build the mountain gate. Compared with the mountain gate in Chunshen Realm, it was not too desolate.

Within the Plague Punishment Sect.

A rough voice yelled: "This bullshit place is too shabby, the spiritual energy is mixed and impure, and you still need to rely on spiritual stones to practice! Alas!"

"Junior brother, please stop saying a few words."

After a while, a green soap-robed Taoist opened his eyes and said calmly.

"Senior Brother Leader, I'm not complaining. It's just that the disciples below are unsettled. When we first arrived, all the sect's property was gone. Now it's like we're sitting on nothing. If this continues, how long can we hold on?"

The rude man sighed.

The head of the Plague Punishment Sect's eyes flashed with light, and after a long while, he slowly said: "We rely on the Xianting Plague Department and have some resources. I believe that our ancestors will solve it for us."

"But as the younger generation of disciples, we can't always rely on our ancestors!" The rude man paced, "Besides, even if we rely on our ancestors, our Plague Punishment Sect will inevitably decline."

Hearing this, the leader remained silent, knowing that his junior brother was right.

Without resources, any power will decline over time.

After all, resources are the most important thing for monks to practice.

"Okay, what do you want to say? Just say it." The leader of the Plague Punishment Sect glanced at the other party.

"Hey, senior brother, you understand me." The rude man laughed, pointed to the sky, and said mysteriously, "Where is the way out for my Plague Punishment Sect."

"You mean..."

"Yes, the world of stars!"

Hearing this, the head of the Plague Punishment Sect was moved in his heart and began to make careful calculations.

"I know the star world you are talking about, but how do you know there is no one behind it?"

His worries are not unreasonable. Normally, there is no reason why a star world is left there and no one occupies it.

Seeing his senior brother's concern, the rude man quickly explained: "Senior brother, don't you trust me when I do something? As early as ten years ago, I investigated and found that no one occupied these star worlds and they were all ownerless. Only people living in them

Isn’t it just a matter of our words to destroy some extremely weak alien races or to keep them in captivity?”

Hearing this, the leader of the Plague Punishment Sect was moved, but he was still worried: "But... other forces didn't take action, and we took action rashly..."

"Oh! Senior brother, don't hesitate! Although our Plague Punishment Sect is an immortal sect, don't you still know how strong it is? If nothing goes wrong, will it still be our turn?"

The rude man is right. Although the Plague Punishment Sect is an immortal sect, it is not very strong. The strongest person in the sect is only in the early stage of the Mahayana True Immortal.

The rest of the elders, including the junior brother in front of me, are only in the stage of transcending the tribulation.

Moreover, after entering the prehistoric period, the monks in the tribulation period suddenly discovered that there was no thunder tribulation anymore.

This made everyone a little confused.

Of course, this problem is not absolutely unsolvable.

For monks, overcoming tribulations is more about tempering their bodies and souls with the help of thunder. If you want to do this, you can do it without resorting to thunder tribulations.

In other words, a monk from a powerful force can become a true Mahayana immortal without going through the ninth level of thunder tribulation.

Although for monks of great power, surviving the thunder tribulation is almost guaranteed, it is also a good thing to not survive the tribulation. After all, no one can guarantee 100% safety in surviving the tribulation.

But if you want to achieve this, in the final analysis, it comes down to resources.

If you want to obtain resources, you must occupy the resource-producing areas.

Right now, there is no more suitable place than the world of stars.

With the prehistoric plane levels, as time goes by, the resources in the star world will become extremely rich sooner or later.

Anyone with knowledge can see this.

The leader of the Plague Punishment Sect weighed it again and again, and finally made up his mind, saying resolutely: "Which star world do you think is more suitable?"

Seeing that the master brother finally agreed with his idea, the rude man said happily: "Cangyu Realm! This plane is the most suitable. I have inquired about it, and the aliens in this plane seem to be at odds with the ancient monks."

Speaking of this, the rude man sneered: "The monks from the ancient times are really useless. They can't even deal with such a weak alien race."

Seeing the arrogance of his junior brother, the head of the Plague Punishment Sect felt a chill in his heart and warned: "We are now on someone else's territory. If we arrange for the Primordial Monk in the future, our junior brother should still be cautious."

After saying that, I looked at him deeply.

Hearing this, the rude man suddenly woke up. He knew that he had made a mistake. To be honest, those big guys also belonged to the ancient monks. His words were equivalent to firing a map cannon. If it reached the ears of some bad-tempered big guy

, even the ancestors couldn’t protect him.
Chapter completed!