At the beginning of the game, you will live forever, and you will grow old forever

Chapter 1280 There is a mole!

Wilderness, Eastern Wasteland, night.

The entire Eastern Wasteland was filled with the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, and the incomparable ghost miasma invaded all directions. The ancestors of thousands of giant forces personally issued orders:

"Deploy a six-round ghost formation to fight against the Five Yun Immortal Sect in the Blue Sky Forest Sea!"

"Five Ghosts Yin Feng Sword Formation, set up!"

"Sacrifice to Immortal Bones..."

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The Tiandao sects in the ten directions of the Eastern Wasteland have long been in chaos. Countless ghost cultivators listened to the sect orders of the ancestors with dumbfounded eyes. They did not enjoy this blessing at all, but now they have to bear this suffering together!

"Senior brother, the Wuyun Immortal Sect is really going to attack me, the Blood-smeared Blind Heavenly Dao?! What did I, the ghost cultivator, do wrong?!"

"This is our ancestor's visit in person. Don't say any more and join the battle!"

The noise was shocking, the Shifang Mountains were shaking, and the sky was filled with ghost cultivators rushing past. Each of them looked more nervous than the other. The war was about to begin, and the Immortal Sect's sect was conquering. Something big must have happened!

The young ghost cultivator disciple who just spoke looked at everything in a daze. He still doesn't know what happened and why the Wuyun Immortal Sect inexplicably attacked their sect.

On top of a black mountain.

The blood-smeared ancestor of the blind Heavenly Dao stood alone on the top of the mountain. He looked cold and cold. There was a coffin hanging next to him, and inside of it lay a pale-faced corpse puppet in the early stage of transcending the tribulation.

This is a great opportunity for the blood-smeared blind people. The Tribulation-Transcending Heavenly Lord can now walk sideways in a big world. One more Tribulation-Transcending Heavenly Lord sits in charge of the sect, which can ensure the sect's orthodoxy for tens of thousands of years.

It's just that this great opportunity has turned into an endless murderous opportunity...

His cold expression became more and more ugly, and he could not understand the actions of the Wuyun Immortal Sect. To attack the Eastern Wasteland for a group of dead people, this was something that only the hegemons of the world could do, and it was not an act of the Immortal Sect!

"Luo Xiu, the cross-region teleportation array in the underground palace has been activated. Take away our sect's seeds."

"Master?!"

On the mountainside, a man in black robes opened his eyes wide, "The Wuyun Immortal Sect has not yet arrived for the conquest... The territory of the Eastern Wasteland is vast, and this sect may not be able to drag it down. Are we going to give in now?"

"The Immortal will take action..." the ancestor muttered, "I wonder if that senior can stop him... It's better to leave first."

His heart was also empty at this time. A boundless hand seemed to be shrouded in the sky over the entire Eastern Wilderness. The Five Elements Dao Ancestor personally ended up. There are still no people in the Taiyi World. If the immortals from the Boundless World come, they don’t know when. .

Now we can only prepare for the worst!

They believed the senior's words too much at the beginning... The Five Elements Dao Ancestor could not end up, and the Wuyun Immortal Sect would definitely shrink into the blue sky and forest sea because of this incident. They all believed it!

Damn...!

The blood-smeared ancestor of the Heavenly Dao groaned in his heart, not knowing whether he was scolding himself or who he was scolding. The Changsheng Ye family now has no news at all. Couldn't they still stop the immortals and the disciples of the Immortal Sect? !

Now the entire Eastern Wilderness is in chaos. Just the rumor that the Wuyun Immortal Sect wants to conquer the Eastern Wilderness appears, and the initial arrogance of entering the Burial Tomb Dojo is gone.

On the mountainside.

Luo Xiu bowed deeply with desolation in his eyes, and couldn't help but feel a sense of sorrow for the death of a rabbit and a fox. All the major alliance sects were too busy to take care of themselves, and they didn't even know when the Wuyun Immortal Sect would attack, which was quite painful.

At this moment, suddenly!

In the vast night sky, light tracks of various colors slowly streaked across the night sky. At this moment, the entire Eastern Wasteland became silent. Countless Eastern Wasteland ghost cultivators looked towards the sky in a trance...

The bright moon was in the sky, casting a faint and cool moonlight. The clouds became a little thicker, and silently began to cover the brightness of the bright moon. Darkness... was coming.

However, as everyone watched intently, dark and thick clouds began to slowly gather from the horizon, like an invisible giant hand pulling and pushing the stars and moon in the night sky.

The halo of the originally bright moon was quickly obscured by heavy clouds, and darkness, like a mist-like curtain, quietly shrouded the vast Eastern Wasteland.

Just when countless East Wasteland ghost cultivators were distracted for a moment, the endless light track suddenly accelerated!

The original meteor-like trajectory suddenly turned into a meteor shower tearing through the sky. The rays of light shot through the sky like thousands of sharp arrows, dragging out dazzling light tails in the darkness, just like meteors coming from the sky!

Wherever they passed, the void suddenly became horribly distorted, and even the heaven and earth in all directions were trembling.

Whoosh! Countless streams of light split the sky like sharp swords, roaring and shooting towards the Eastern Wasteland!

Rumble!

A series of deafening loud noises came from the depths of the clouds, causing the entire Eastern Wasteland to tremble. However, the light tracks were not cut off. Countless roars like iron horses exploded from wherever the thousands of light tracks passed, densely spreading throughout the entire land. A piece of night sky!

Buzz —

At this time, a rare wave of vitality surged out from the center of the dark clouds and spread in all directions.

In just an instant, this wave of vitality reached every corner of the Eastern Wasteland, stirring up the endless ghost miasma and turning it upside down.

"Enemies! Attack!!" Countless slow and frightening roars shot up into the sky, "The Wuyun Immortal Sect has entered our Eastern Wilderness!! Fellow Taoists... Defend! The enemies!!!"

"Yuan-destroying Taoist weapon!!"

"The traces of mana fluctuations in the light track...are the world-destroying Taoist tools that once participated in the Battle of Tianhe!!"

"What happened? They came out from within our Eastern Wasteland instead of from the outer border! There's a traitor inside!!"

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All the countless magnificent sect ghost temples in the Eastern Wasteland changed their expressions at this moment. Even the oldest and top ghost cultivators were trembling in their hearts at this moment. A world-shaking war began to break out in full force that night!

Among the Qi Mountains in the Eastern Wasteland.

The Frog Taoist wears an iron-blooded handsome robe and commands an army of tens of millions of immortal slaves to regain this majestic mountain. The Taoist weapons on the endless battlefield span all directions, and the entire map of the boundless Eastern Wilderness is under its control.

It had an unprecedented solemn look on its face, and within one stick of incense, it issued hundreds of orders, cutting off mountains and rivers, and overthrowing the mass formations of ghost cultivators from all directions!

As for close combat? ! Mana blast from the air? !

In the hearts of the frog Taoists, such a method of fighting in the world of immortals has never existed. The ghost cultivators within a million miles of Qishan Mountain were bombarded and killed before they could even gather. The vitality of the world was in chaos, and even sound transmission was difficult.

There were also a large number of ghost cultivators who were shouting and killing, and even without even seeing the shadow of the Wuyun Immortal Sect, they set up graves on the spot and turned into real ghost cultivators...

Why did the Frog Taoist want to capture Qishan Mountain in the Eastern Barren first? Of course, he had to stand high and fight far away, and he could also isolate several areas in the Eastern Barren to gather counterattacks. This battle simply stunned countless ghost cultivators.

I have never thought that Qishan Mountain has such an important strategic position. Today's ghost cultivators in the East Wasteland have never experienced a war in the world of immortality. It is either a conflict between sects or a brave journey into the secret realm...

As these thousands of light tracks carried the terrifying power of destroying the world and bombing wildly, even a ghost cultivator in the Eastern Wasteland who had reached the early stage of transcending the tribulation was shaken by this fierce Yuan-destroying shock wave. He was in a miserable state and his scalp was numb.

He stood alone on a sea of ​​​​fire-like scorched earth, surrounded by a mess, with stones split in half and the stumps of towering trees everywhere.

The Tianzun ghost cultivator's face was livid, and he could not hide the look of horror in his eyes. It was obvious that the terrifying bombardment from the sky just now had greatly depleted his soul.

He was in seclusion just now... The cave he had been concentrating on for many years was destroyed.