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Chapter 765: Famous Party, All Monsters Gather

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    "That person is an old acquaintance from the past, and I haven't seen him for many years. I was a little surprised to see him suddenly just now." Dong Xuan'er looked a little strange, but replied calmly.

    "Old acquaintance? That person is a monk in the early stage of Yuanying, who was able to attend today's gathering, and looks so young. He should be the elder of the Luoyun Sect who has recently become famous. Speaking of which, this person is also surnamed Han, and  The name is exactly the same as the person you mentioned before. Could it be this person?" Facing Dong Xuaner's blunt reply, Old Devil Yunlu didn't get angry, but asked calmly.  It seems that the relationship with Dong Xuan'er is unusual.

    Dong Xuan'er's face paled when he heard what the old devil said, but he remained silent.

    A cold light flashed in the old devil Yunlu's eyes, he snorted coldly and stopped asking, but a haze flashed across his brows.

    When the old devil brought Dong Xuan'er to the gate of the palace, the alchemy monks who were on duty were all trembling, and they only asked a few words before letting them go.  Of course, Dong Xuan'er couldn't enter it, and could only be led to the side hall by a monk to rest temporarily.

    And after Han Li walked into the palace gate, he saw the entrance of the main hall shortly after, and immediately stepped in.

    The layout of the hall is very simple, except for the huge stone pillars, there are a pair of exquisite and unusual wooden chairs placed every few feet in the middle of the large open space. There are as many as sixteen or seventeen chairs.

    And on these chairs, seven or eight monks with different expressions sat sparsely,

    As soon as they saw Han Li coming in, some gave a cold look, some turned a blind eye, and some closed their eyes to rest their minds.

    However, when one of them saw Han Li coming in, he showed a kind smile, waved at Han Li and said:

    "Fellow Daoist Han, you've come out of retreat. If you don't mind, just sit next to Long."

    This person is the head of the Tiandao League, Long Han of the Luanming Sect.

    "Thank you, Brother Long!"

    Han Li didn't refuse, just sat down on a chair next to him, then looked at the few people present, and sat there silently.

    A moment later, the figure of Old Demon Yunlu also appeared at the entrance.

    When he saw all the people in the hall, he walked to an empty chair with a smile, and sat down proudly.

    Not far from where he sat, there happened to be an old man in a blue robe sitting.  This person is holding a small emerald green pot in one hand, and a white jade wine glass in the other, pouring himself as if no one was around.

    As soon as the old devil Yunlu sat near him, a gust of powdery air immediately drifted away, and immediately made the old devil glared at the old devil after smelling it, feeling very bad luck secretly.

    The old devil didn't care about the old man's dissatisfaction at all. Instead, his eyes flickered a few times, and then fell on Han Li who was diagonally opposite, and looked at Han Li with interest again.

    This time, it was Han Li's turn to be restless.

    After frowning, he simply closed his eyes gently, his face expressionless.  But in his heart, he thought about the relationship between the old devil and Dong Xuan'er.

    After Dong Xuan'er was taken away by the young master of the Hehuan Sect, she joined the Demon Sect.  Even though the old devil was notorious, he shouldn't have attacked the disciples of this sect.  The two should have something to do with each other.

    Otherwise, the old devil would not have come here to attend the party, and would have brought Dong Xuan'er with him.

    Just when Han Li was a little confused, people came in one after another from outside the hall.

    These people are naturally middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. Some of them know the people who came first, and some of them have a lot of hatred.  As a result, greetings and cynicism sounded from time to time in the hall.

    At this time, Old Devil Yunlu had already looked away from Han Li.

    But Han Li remained motionless without raising his eyelids.  He felt that among the monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he didn't recognize a few people at all, so naturally there was no need to greet anyone.

    "Fellow Daoist Broken Soul! I didn't expect you to come too. I heard that Fellow Daoist 'Nine Soul Secret Art' has already cultivated to the realm of transformation. It's really gratifying and congratulatory."

    "Broken Soul!" Han Li's heart skipped a beat at this call, and he opened his eyes involuntarily.

    At the entrance of the hall, a thin and strange old man in soap robe walked in.  And a black-robed monk in the temple greeted him enthusiastically.

    After the old man in the soap robe was startled, he immediately walked over with a smile on his face.

    "What's the matter? Fellow Daoist Han has seen the soul-shattering real person before?" Long Han on the side noticed Han Li's abnormality and asked with a smile.

    "No. Mr. Han just heard Senior Brother Cheng mention this person, and he heard that he has a lot of supernatural powers." Han Li said without changing his expression, and did not mention at all that he had killed a group of Broken Soul Sect members during his trip to the country that day.

    "Hehe, it's no wonder?Han Li's reputation has grown enormously in the past six months.  It is impossible for these old monsters not to have heard a thing or two.

    Han Li, on the other hand, sat there with drooping eyelids, ignoring anyone, with an appearance of responding to all changes without change.

    Just when the hall began to become extremely quiet, even a little dignified.  From the side door of the main hall, three people finally came out one after another.

    The old monsters who were silently looking at others turned their gazes together.

    A big man in black robe, an old man with green hair, and a swordsman with his back.

    Han Li looked as usual, but his heart skipped a beat. These three were the three major monks.  For more than a thousand years, there are only three late Nascent Soul monks in the entire Tiannan.

    Others had different expressions, but most of them looked at the three of them calmly, just like Han Li.  Wait for them to speak.

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