I have a Qiankun Ring

Although he had expected it, Shi Sheng's face froze when he heard the news. He had been here for so many years to guide the young people in the village to practice.

He didn't know much about the situation outside, but some young people relied on the power they gained from practice to go out alone, and told Shi Sheng about the outside world after they successfully came back.

He originally thought that the young people were just exaggerating the danger outside to show their strong cultivation, so he didn't believe it all for so long.

Now he heard what Qing Yanzi said and realized the seriousness of the matter.

Shi Sheng looked at the distance with a serious face, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The remaining monsters were destroyed one by one by many young people in Fuyun Village under the command of Qing Yanzi.

Near dusk, many people in the entire Fuyun Village had packed up. Qing Yanzi and Shi Sheng sacrificed their respective flying magic tools, first placed the elderly, weak, women and children on them, and the two of them escorted a group of people to the destination, while the rest of the people continued to wait in the village, waiting for Qing Yanzi and Shi Sheng to come back.

The people who stayed behind were guarded by the young men in Fuyun Village. Before leaving, Shi Sheng told everyone to be careful and that he and Qing Yanzi would rush back as quickly as possible.

Under the gaze of everyone, Qing Yanzi and Shi Sheng manipulated the boat and disappeared into the sky, while the rest of the people stayed in the ancestral hall in Fuyun Village and waited.

On the mountain peak far away from Fuyun Village, a strange-looking monster looked at Qing Yanzi and Shi Sheng who were leaving with a violent look in his eyes, and looked at Fuyun Village below the mountain. The monster roared, and many monsters of different shapes rushed out of the forest.

Led by the strange-looking monster, there was a rumbling sound of running in the forest, and the target was Fuyun Village.

The boy named Dong He in the ancestral hall stared at the outside through the gap in the window. At this time, tiny beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, his hands were clenched into fists, and his whole body was shaking.

"Dong He, what's wrong!" Someone noticed his abnormality and walked up to him and asked softly.

"They are coming!" Dong He answered with gritted teeth, his voice full of fear.

"What do you mean they are coming!" The young man who asked the question glanced outside and did not find anything unusual, so he asked with some doubt.

Dong He's hearing has been different from that of ordinary people since he was a child. Qing Yanzi also praised Dong He after exploring his body, thinking that he was a rare seedling for cultivation, and paid more attention to Dong He in his daily cultivation.

Due to the attention of Qing Yanzi and Shi Sheng, Dong He's cultivation is also outstanding among the teenagers in Fuyun Village, so he was left by Qing Yanzi and Shi Sheng to guard the villagers who had not yet been able to evacuate.

At this time, Dong He stood up suddenly, drew out the long sword on his back quickly, and looked outside with a vigilant face.

The villagers hiding in the ancestral hall saw Dong He like this, and their hearts tightened. Some young children couldn't help sobbing.

"Dong He, are you crazy!" Someone shouted loudly.

Dong He ignored them and slowly pushed the window open a little. At this time, the moon was high in the sky, and a ray of moonlight came in through the window gap, adding a touch of coldness to the dim ancestral hall.

A slight breeze blew into the ancestral hall with the unique coolness of night. Many thin villagers were instantly refreshed by the cold wind.

At this time, a tall boy walked towards Dong He with some anger, and whispered: "Dong He, you are a cultivator who is not afraid of wind and cold, but these uncles are so weak, how can they withstand your tossing."

After saying that, he put his hand on the window and prepared to close it. His eyes unconsciously glanced out and the whole person was stunned for a moment.

The others were shocked to see the boy in such a state, and hurriedly looked out the window. They saw a large number of green eyes in the distance under the reflection of the moonlight, staring at the direction of the ancestral hall.

"Is this... a monster?" Someone swallowed and asked in a low voice.

For a moment, the whole ancestral hall was silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

Dong He glanced at the people in the ancestral hall and whispered: "Be prepared for battle. As long as we hold on until dawn and wait for Master and Grandmaster to come back, we will be safe. '

The young men in the ancestral hall were only at the Qi Refining Stage. They could still fight against the first and second level monsters. If they encountered higher level monsters, they could only leave it to fate.

Dong He's mood was at the bottom of the valley at this time. He had just felt the breath of many third level monsters from the breath of these monsters.

What he said was just to comfort himself and others.

At this time, a strange roar sounded, and the monsters hiding in the dark showed their true faces in the moonlight. The villagers in the ancestral hall saw that such a large number of monsters outside had completely surrounded the ancestral hall.

Some timid villagers tried their best to cover their mouths to prevent themselves from making any sound, but their trembling bodies had completely betrayed themselves.

"You guys come with me to fight the monsters, and the rest of you stay in the ancestral hall to protect them!" Dong He said, pushed open the window, and jumped out to the people standing outside the ancestral hall.

Several other young men also jumped out from their windows near them and stood side by side with Dong He to fight the monsters.

This was a battle of few against many. On one side were a large number of monsters, and on the other side were young monks with heavy burdens. Tonight was a life-and-death battle, and there was no retreat.

At this time, the monsters facing the young men made way for them, and the ugly monster walked out slowly.

Dong He saw the monster's face change and cursed in a low voice. The other young men turned pale instantly.

The other monks guarding the ancestral hall seemed to have seen something incredible, and they all opened their mouths wide: "Isn't this the golden-eyed beast? Didn't the master kill it? How could it appear here?"

Dong He narrowed his eyes at the golden-eyed beast not far away, looked up and down at the monster, and then said coldly as if he had discovered something: "This one is not the same as the one killed by the master. This one is obviously younger!"

After hearing Dong He's words, the hearts of the others sank to the bottom of the valley instantly. The younger one than the previous one means that the strength is stronger than the previous one.

Can these few people resist until dawn!

A shadow of death loomed over everyone's heads. At this time, faint sobs were heard in the ancestral hall. Many villagers were infected by the terrifying and tense atmosphere and couldn't help sighing.

The golden-eyed beast looked at the teenagers opposite, and a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes.

"You beast, you dare to look down on us!" Someone shouted in a low voice.

Dong He held the long sword tightly at this time, staring at the golden-eyed beast, then shouted softly and stabbed the golden-eyed beast with the sword.

For a moment, the whole venue was like ignited gunpowder, and it was instantly ignited. A dozen teenagers followed Dong He's figure and plunged into the monster to win a glimmer of hope for everyone's survival.

The sound of the long sword piercing the flesh, the sound of metal and stone hitting, and the wailing sound came one after another.