I have a Qiankun Ring

Just when Li Wen was surprised, a rumbling sound of water flow came from a distance. Li Wen looked in the direction of the sound and saw a large amount of water pouring down from the upper reaches of the river. The waves hit the river banks on both sides and made a huge noise.

After hearing this sound, the monks in the city rushed to the banks of the river from other places.

"Isn't this the monk who opened the secret realm!" Everyone was shocked when they saw Li Wen standing by the river.

"It seems that he should have obtained something good!" Someone whispered.

After this, many people were secretly restless, and their eyes looked at Li Wen with some unkindness.

Li Wen snorted coldly when he saw this, and immediately released his spiritual power.

Although he was only in the initial stage of concentration, because his spiritual power was pure, everyone's faces changed when they sensed his powerful spiritual power.

"This man has strong spiritual power. I don't think he is an easy opponent. If you want to attack him, you still need to be careful!"

"What are you afraid of? There are so many of us here. Even if we fight in a round-robin battle, we can kill him!"

"Why don't I be the first one to do this, and you can follow me!"

Everyone was whispering in a low voice, and Li Wen's abnormal consciousness could naturally capture it.

At this moment, his face was cold, and his eyes were full of sharp coldness when he looked at everyone.

With a thud, a cultivator took the lead in attacking Li Wen, and green spiritual power rushed from the other side of the river.

Seeing someone attack, the cultivators standing on Li Wen's side also joined in, rushing towards Li Wen from all directions.

"Looking for death!" Li Wen snorted coldly.

The spiritual power of the wave-stepping boots flashed, and the whole person jumped high on the spot, and did a somersault away from the place where he just stood.

Then he slapped the storage bag, a silver light flashed, and the flying sword flew rapidly towards the people under him.

When Zhang Ling possessed Li Wen, the elegant sword-controlling technique he used touched Li Wen a lot. On the way to Longbei, Li Wen often practiced, and with his own comprehension, the sword-controlling technique he used now was about 70% similar to Zhang Ling's.

The flying sword passed through the crowd like a silver streak, and only a sound of flesh piercing was heard, and many cultivators fell down and wailed in pain.

However, so many people were injured in one encounter, and for a while, everyone looked at Li Wen with fear in their eyes.

The cultivator in the early stage of the Concentration Stage in front of him was obviously not a fool.

The idea of ​​attacking him was extinguished instantly.

"If someone is not afraid of death, you can continue!" Li Wen said coldly to everyone.

Those who had just whispered to each other and wanted to attack Li Wen lowered their heads and dared not speak.

When Li Wen and everyone were fighting, the water in the river had increased a lot, and the height of the river was only less than ten feet away from the river bank.

Li Wen looked at the water in the river, thinking about the rusty iron sword he had just taken, thinking that it should be the useful thing Zhang Ling said.

I wanted to leave here, but I didn't expect a sudden change.

The whole city began to shake again, and the blue sky and white clouds above began to become gloomy at this time.

As a gust of cold wind blew, the water in the river condensed into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What's going on!" For a while, everyone was in doubt.

Li Wen felt a little uneasy and immediately prepared to speed up to leave here.

A spiritual power rushed out from the river that had condensed into ice and intercepted in front of Li Wen.

A dull voice came from the air: "After years of silence, I, the ancestor, can finally come out!"

Everyone who heard this was shocked: "Who is talking!"

The majestic spiritual power began to emerge from all over the city, but in a few breaths, the entire city was completely covered by spiritual power.

"This is, the spiritual power of the monster!" A cultivator showed a look of horror on his face after feeling the spiritual power.

There was an uproar on the spot when this was said: "The monster that can speak human words is at least a level 5 monster."

Li Wen's face changed when he heard the discussion of the crowd. The level 5 monster corresponds to the human race's Nascent Soul cultivator.

If this is true, none of the cultivators who entered today will be able to escape.

As the gloomy wind appeared again, a large number of snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

But in just a few breaths, the snowflakes covered all over the city.

Some cultivators wanted to speed up and leave here. They summoned the flying magic weapon and it exploded into a blood mist just after it rose to the sky.

Seeing this, everyone's face changed. Li Wen saw this scene and secretly cried out in his heart that it was not good. He was afraid that he was the same as Taiping Yuanzhong. The rusty iron sword in his hand just now was probably the key to the seal.

I don't know who shouted: "Run separately!"

Wake up the terrified people, and everyone started to flee to various parts of the city, trying to leave through the city gate.

The voice hiding in the dark sneered, and with a bang, the city gate closed instantly.

Some brave monks wanted to take this opportunity to try to fly in the air, but they didn't expect to explode into a blood mist as soon as they rose from the ground.

The successive tragic scenes made everyone instantly give up the idea of ​​leaving here by flying.

Li Wen took advantage of the chaotic crowd to hide in a house and opened his spiritual sense to look around.

At this time, the snow in the city was already very thick, and the temperature was still dropping.

A rumbling sound of water appeared, and the river water that had already frozen into ice in the river suddenly exploded. The reappearing river water merged with the river water in the river channel and completely submerged both sides of the river bank.

A black dragon poked its head out of the river and danced its body. As its body danced, a large number of waves appeared and hit the houses on both sides.

Only waves of collapse sounds were heard, and the houses collapsed one after another under the beating of waves.

Some monks hid in the houses on both sides of the river. The collapse of the houses left them nowhere to hide, and they wanted to escape elsewhere.

Seeing this, the black dragon flashed a playful look in his eyes, opened his big mouth and sucked fiercely, and these monks were sucked into his mouth one after another. As long as they heard a chewing sound, they were swallowed into the dragon's mouth.

"The blood of the cultivators is indeed much better than that of ordinary people. I have been trapped here for many years and have not tasted such delicious food for a long time."

Lifting the blood from the corner of his mouth with his tongue, the dragon's eyes revealed a look of unsatisfied desire.

Everyone was hiding in the houses, looking at the tragic scene just now, and their faces turned pale with fear.

Although Li Wen was hiding at a distance, he could clearly sense the dragon's actions just now, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

At this time, the dragon was swimming slowly in the water, as if he was enjoying the beautiful scenery around him.

The cultivators who were close to the dragon were under great psychological pressure at this time. They wanted to leave their hiding place, but they were afraid of becoming the dragon's meal. If they did not leave, once the house was impacted and collapsed, they would also be killed.

The dragon seemed to feel the nervousness of these people, and his eyes could not help but reveal a sarcastic look. His huge body swam downstream, looking at the small bridge in the distance, the dragon could not help but feel in a good mood.

The iron sword under the bridge is the key item that has sealed me for many years. If someone hadn't taken it down today, I'm afraid I would never be able to leave this place in this life.

As long as I pass that small bridge, the only sealing power in this city for me will disappear.

How should I thank these monks who entered the city at that time?

Thinking of this, the dragon couldn't help but reveal a cruel smile.