"Guys, do you notice anything wrong?" According to the gods, the ancestor looked solemn.

He was keenly aware that something seemed to be happening in the Northern Regions.

The Elephant Throwing Ancestor also nodded: "I was already in retreat today, but I suddenly felt a whim, and I felt a sense of panic. ”

The ancestors of the other sects also had different expressions, and it was precisely because of this incident that they all gathered together to discuss what was going on.

"This matter is different, could it be that it involves a major event in my Northern Regions?" According to the god ancestor, he said abruptly.

The people present were all monks from the Immortal Emperor Realm, if one person had this feeling, it was very likely to be an illusion, and now that everyone has noticed it, it means that something big must have happened.

"Could it be the ghost corpse before?" The Elephant Throwing Ancestor immediately thought of the matter of the Divine Sect, and then there was a trace of fear in his expression: "If the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect disperses this poison to my northern region, I'm afraid it is."

At that time, if it wasn't for their quick move, maybe this poison had grown to the extent that it could defile the Immortal Emperor Realm cultivators, but you must know that even the Immortal Emperor Realm could not effectively resist the poison of this poison.

In any case, it is also the handiwork of the Immortal Venerable Realm monks, and it is not something that their group of Immortal Emperor Realm monks can resist at all.

"This matter is possible, if this is the case, you need to go to the Supreme Sword Sect again, and invite another senior of the Immortal Venerable Realm to fight." When the ancestor of the gods said this, the pain was visible to the naked eye.

At the beginning, it was easy to invite the gods and difficult to send the gods, but they stayed for more than a month, and they almost didn't squeeze out these sects, and then they were sent away at a loss, otherwise now they would have to run away poorly.

If this proposal had been made before, everyone would have agreed without hesitation, but now, everyone is hesitating.

No matter how you say it, they have to hollow out their old bottoms, and the previous deficit has not been made up for now, and it is not impossible to ask again, the problem is that they do not have enough resources to pay.

Although the monk of the Immortal Venerable Realm would not be too demanding, in the end, he would only let them sign some treaties to sell or mortgage the resources of his own sect as a supplement.

It's not very good.

"Why don't you move out of the North?" Throwing the elephant ancestor opened his mouth abruptly.

"Huh?" No one thought that the other party would make such a suggestion, which is to give up the territory they have operated for so long, and it may not be so easy to go to other domains.

"You and I will gather our own sects together to form a large sect, and then migrate to other domains, not only can we avoid this catastrophe, but we can also rebuild the sect with mutual support." The original intention of the ancestor was that everyone would form an alliance and run away.

However, it was opposed by everyone.

"This matter is not proper, the sect is easy to move, but this nether worship is difficult to find."

"There is a fixed number of nether offerings in the Qing Ying Immortal Realm, if you and I do it, I am afraid that it will cause a siege in other domains." According to the gods, the ancestors also objected.

They can enter other domains in groups, then it will inevitably arouse the vigilance of other domains, how can their group of dragons crossing the river be the opponents of the earth snake, the other party occupies a favorable geographical position, maybe there is still a day in hand, even if they succeed in taking root, life will not be easy.

It's better to choose to stay in the Northern Regions and gamble.

After you said a word to me, the idea of the elephant throwing ancestor to escape was quickly denied.

The Elephant Throwing Ancestor did not continue to force, if he did not take the Elephant Throwing Sect with him, left alone and did not plan to open a sect, then he could get mixed anywhere, with his cultivation in the Immortal Emperor Realm, even if he joined the Righteous Path Leader Supreme Sword Sect in the Central Domain, there would be no problem, but the treatment might be much worse.

"There is no clue about this matter so far, so it is better to wait and see how it gets better, and then we will take the initiative and do the right thing." According to the god ancestor spoke.

The words are very good, but the actual meaning is that everyone does not know what the situation is, nor do they know what the so-called disaster is, and there is not even a clue, no matter how much they say, it is useless to say more, it is better to wait until they have the information, and then it is not too late to deal with it.

As for the fact that it was too late to deal with it at that time, I'll talk about it later.

Everyone is a monk in the Immortal Emperor Realm, as long as they are willing to give up their inheritance, the world is so big that they can't go.

Hearing this, the crowd could only reluctantly respond to the words of the ancestor of the gods.

Otherwise, what else can be done, if you have other suggestions or ideas, you can say it, but there are many things that have been said before that, and none of them can be reliable.

"Since this is the case, then we will disperse first, and wait until the old ancestor of the god has not finished speaking, so he stopped, and a trace of horror appeared in his expression.

"Woe is coming"

All of them were monks from the Immortal Emperor Realm, so naturally they didn't need to be reminded by the Divine Ancestor, and they all fled in an instant and came outside.

I saw that in the sky, an oppressive world like a reflection was enveloped in the entire sky, and everyone was waiting to see it.

"Strange Domain," said the Ancestor of the Gods in a low voice.

When he saw this strange reflection, these two words suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Hurry up, don't get addicted!" The Elephant Throwing Ancestor burst into a shout, and then turned into a streamer and rushed towards the nearest Eastern Regions.

As soon as he moved, everyone woke up from a dream and immediately fled.

What sect and what foundation are not as important as their own net worth and life.

The existence that can cause such a vision to a domain is either the Ancestral Immortal Realm or the Ancient Immortal Realm, no matter which realm the monks are, they are not able to resist, so the best way is to escape.

And such a treacherous and gloomy reflection must be a person in the demonic path, and if it is a person in the righteous path, how can there be such a scene.

However, the Ancestor of the Gods did not move, he glanced at his left hand, and a trace of hideous outline could be seen in the faint tattoo.

"It's too late, no one can escape."

As his attention focused on the tattoo, a countdown came to his mind.

'A quarter of an hour. ’

In just a quarter of an hour, the realm will completely cover the Northern Regions, turning it into an unknowable region.

As for escape, it is even more whimsical, even if they leave the Northern Regions smoothly now, when the time comes, the tattoo in their hands will pull them back into the Strange Realm again, and it will be even more dangerous.

So it's better not to run away, to observe quietly, so as to deal with it as soon as possible.

The others didn't notice it because they were so nervous about trying to escape that they didn't notice it at all.

According to the attention of the God Ancestor, it can only be said to be a coincidence.

"This treacherous domain may be the work of an existence above the ancestral immortal, I hope the Supreme Sword Sect can have enough means to break it." According to the gods, the ancestor watched as the reflection in the sky landed on the ground.

The Northern Regions and the Strange Regions began to coincide, and all kinds of absurd, distorted, and chaotic scenes made him feel a little unnatural through the interweaving of reality and illusion.

In the process, the tattoo on his left hand began to be visible, a white skull with a sinister smile.

"I don't feel anything, and I can't find a trace of it, it's really a powerful shot." Although the ancestor was panicked, he was still very calm.

Anyway, he is also an ancestor, and his heart is still relatively stable, of course, if he follows, he will not be so stable.

"Let's eat a bowl of wontons, the skin is thin and the filling is big, and it's still fresh and hot."

Suddenly, a voice appeared in my ears.

According to the gods, the ancestor launched an attack without hesitation.

Rumble~

A touch of messiness appeared at the source of the sound, as if it was because his immortal magic had disturbed the overlap between the Realm and the Northern Realm, but the mess healed in an instant.

In another moment, I saw an old man with a burden walking out of it, his face stiff and numb, without the slightest hint of anger.

According to the gods, the ancestor did not hesitate to do it again, but suddenly a palpitation appeared.

Forced to stop, he sensed something unusual, and if he did it again, he would probably die as a result.

Not even to mention that he did it, he couldn't even open his mouth, but turned around and fled.

As he left, a salty and delicious smell appeared in his nostrils, and his body began to thirst, making him feel hunger that he hadn't seen in an unknown amount of time.

This did not stop him, but rather accelerated his departure.

The more this was the case, the more terrifying he became in his heart, thinking that he was a dignified Immortal Emperor Realm cultivator, and he was also an ancestor-level figure in the Northern Regions, how could he be lured out by a mortal.

It can only be said that the Trick Domain has indeed lived up to the word Trick, and he can't wait to get as far away from the old man who sells wontons as far away as possible.