A desolate plane, a desolate planet, a desolate continent, but there is a post here that is not desolate.

Yes, not desolate, because there are five of them here.

More than 100,000 years after the cataclysm, it is a blessing to meet five people in the desolate ruins of the cataclysm!

The five people are all gods, which is normal, the army of the virus camp swept through the entire map plane back then, and almost no civilization was spared!

Only the strength of the god level can escape the pursuit of the virus, after all, the starry sky of the Ten Thousand Worlds is so huge, it is still very simple to escape the pursuit of the virus raiders.

Of course, you can't hide in one place all the time, because virus raiders come in every once in a while to sweep up.

And since at least eighty percent of the visible planes in the Ten Thousand Realms Starry Sky have been basically destroyed, there is no hidden place that cannot be found.

Yes, there is no need for any origin channel anymore, and there is no need for any Internet law, the virus destroys everything, everything becomes a void.

As for what the virus can't destroy, only those natural disasters remain, such as Chaos Creation, the Plane of Sorrow, and so on.

"What do you call this friend?"

There were four people sitting in the inn, who spoke like leaders, and he asked about a man who had come quietly.

This person, first of all, can be ruled out as a virus predator, because as long as the virus predator appears, it will be overwhelming and will not give you a chance to speak at all.

The man stood outside the post station, nodded, and made sure that he had no malicious intent, and then hesitated to speak: "I-you can call me Mu Shao'an! ”

"Tarzan clan, please come in!"

The four people in the abandoned post station all showed happy expressions, the reason is very simple, since the virus destroyed the last anti-virus alliance more than 100,000 years ago, the only civilization of the pre-cataclysmic era that still exists in the entire Ten Thousand Worlds Starry Sky is the Taishan civilization!

It is said that the virus sent an army to attack frantically for 30,000 years, and failed to take down the plane firewall of the Taishan civilization at a great price, and finally had to be defeated.

Therefore, for the wanderers in the ruins of the entire starry sky of the entire world, the universe where the Taishan civilization is located is simply the last hope and home, who doesn't want to end this miserable day of darkness?

Who doesn't regret it day and night, if they knew it was so, why bother in the first place?

Now, the high-level and main forces of the virus have disappeared after completely sweeping away most of the wealth and resources that have swept through the starry sky of the Ten Thousand Worlds, leaving only an endless number of virus raiders.

And 30,000 years ago, the Taishan civilization finally opened a trading channel connected to the outside world, and a small number of ruins wanderers from the outside world could conduct various transactions.

Although so far, no ruin wanderer has been able to qualify for the peach blossom source of the Taishan civilization, it has indeed become a spiritual shrine for all ruin wanderers.

It is precisely because of this that as long as it is a Taishan tribe, it is a natural favorability plus 100%.

"Hello friends, we are a temporary team of ruin wanderers, I am the artificial Mo Yi of the Dahe Clan, this is the key of the Tianqiong Clan, this is the Qingtai of the Volcano Clan, this is the Stone Drum of the Yulu Clan, this is a temporarily safe ruin plane, we have just scouted, friend, you can repair it here. ”

The four ruin wanderers were very enthusiastic, Mu Shaoan hesitated for a moment, and then walked into this deserted post station.

Of course, this post station was not a post station, but a famous building before the cataclysm, when the planet was still intact, and it was definitely the strongest building, maybe it was a war fortification prepared for that unwarranted divine war!

So even if this dimensional universe collapses, only a fraction of this planet remains, and there is still a very spacious room left in this building fortification.

"Thank you!"

Mu Shao'an thanked him, and then sat down, and the ruined wanderer stone drum of the Yulu clan hurriedly blocked the entrance to the room with meteorites, and the space storm outside gradually raged.

Of course, this kind of space storm can't cause damage to people with the strength of the gods, but most of the resources in the starry sky of the Ten Thousand Realms have been robbed by the virus, so even if it is a god, without the power of the law to replenish, it will not last long.

Therefore, it is necessary to save, save and save.

Otherwise, why are all the survivors called ruin wanderers, in fact, they need to wander on the ruins and pick up some lost resources.

This shabby could not have been imagined before the cataclysm.

The dignified god turned out to be the lowest level of scavengers.

How ridiculous!

"Where did your friend come from?"

At this time, the big river artificial Mo Yi asked.

"I, I've followed the trails of the Plane of Sorrow all the way. ”

Mu Shaoan thought about it, and still answered truthfully, in the past hundred thousand years, he sealed the plane universe of the Taishan civilization, and began to look for the sad plane, the concept of extraterritoriality has always been a thorn in his heart, and he will not be comfortable if he doesn't figure it out.

As a result, he still hasn't been able to catch up with the Plane of Sorrow, because the thing can run.

Hearing Mu Shao'an's answer at this time, the four ruin wanderers of Gongmo Yi all looked clear, because they also chased the sad plane all the way.

As for the reason, it is because now the entire starry sky of the Ten Thousand Worlds has been plundered by the virus and turned into a desert, and all kinds of resources and various law powers have become extremely thin, or they have simply become the ruins of the starry sky desert.

In these cases, if you want to obtain the power of the law that you rely on for survival, you either have to go to the plane of the Peach Blossom Paradise Taishan Clan to trade.

Either that, or go and fight the virus raiders.

Or you'll have to scavenge through the rubble.

Or play something more exciting, chasing the sad plane, the chaos creation, the devil's alley and other natural disasters.

Well, is it complicated, it's not complicated, it's like primitive people chasing a flood or a forest fire, although it's dangerous, but you can get some water to drink, or get some barbecue to eat.

Those terrifying plane natural disasters contain a huge power of law, and the virus has no way to plunder it, but now, it has become the foundation for the survival of all survivors after the cataclysm.

It's just that now there are no longer so many cosmic planes in the starry sky of the Ten Thousand Worlds, and there are empty everywhere, so these natural disasters are also running faster, and they disappear with a swish.

Even if it's a god, they can't catch up at all.

And Mu Shao'an couldn't catch up either, because he didn't know why, since he discovered the first sad plane, this thing had been running so desperately that he almost thought it was running away from himself.

This chase and escape is more than 100,000 years.