A certain dazzling gaze flashed in Han Li's eyes, and then as soon as his eyes went dark, he appeared in an extremely dark room.

The room was about three zhang in diameter, extremely simple, and Han Li released his divine thoughts again, and the slightest forbidden magic circle was not established nearby, making this strange dungeon once again covered with a veil of mystery.

Walking out of the room slowly, Han Li looked around, the place he was in was on the side of this dungeon, and the faint sound of "crackling" came intermittently from far away, it was actually some monks directing the continuous excavation and expansion of magic weapons.

Such an underground city is less than one of the hundred dwellings on the upper side, but more than half of them are mortals, and I am afraid that most of them are migrated by the inhabitants of the upper area.

And at this moment, a certain man in cloth had already hurried towards Han Li's place, Han Li looked carefully, but the other party was just a certain Yuan Infant Monk with a hesitant and slightly surprised face.

"Junior, Zhuo Lan, meet the seniors, welcome to the new city of Jihui!"

As soon as the Yuan Infant Cultivator spoke, Han Li had already confirmed that it was the one who had dragged him into the city, nodded slightly, and it didn't take long for him to start inquiring about the situation in the city.

It turned out that millions of years ago, the city was already a prosperous scene, no less than some small cities in the Northern Han Immortal Domain.

However, in the last 10,000 years, for some reason, the wind and clouds have changed color, and the originally clear and blue sky has become gloomy, and a kind of hurricane has blown in a certain direction, which is quite terrifying.

This kind of hurricane raged and swept away the entire Jihui City that was originally built on it, not only the city's protection was destroyed in an instant, but a large number of casualties, including middle and low-ranking monks, and all the buildings were destroyed in an instant.

Originally, it was thought that it was just some kind of accidental natural disaster, but every tens or hundreds of years, this kind of wind disaster raged, so that later monks simply built a new city under the city.

Han Li, who was listening carefully and walking, had already noticed that there were many Mahayana and Immortal Rank monks in the New City of the Auditory Society, and when he asked why these people in the area did not thoroughly find out the cause of this kind of hurricane and prescribe the right medicine.

The Zhuo Lan was gloomy for a while, the reason was that a certain ancestor back then, a third-order human immortal, had also been tracked down, but he couldn't get back, according to the soul card left behind, it was still uncertain about life and death.

For this kind of result, Han Li expected that most of them were the work of some kind of fierce beast that had reached the level of Golden Immortal cultivation, and there was no need for Han Li, who was not to cause much trouble, and immediately asked about the empty fish clan.

Perhaps this Zhuo Lan's cultivation was too low to have heard of such a race, and when he turned to ask if there was a teleportation array and other cities, he replied vaguely.

Within the forbidden path that was quickly established, Han Li used the Soul Snatching Technique to realize that there was a teleportation array in a nearby deep valley, but it was occupied by a certain fifth-order human immortal in the city.

At this point, Han Li had already understood all the ins and outs of the dungeon, and with a great deal of relief, he recognized a certain direction and hurried away, leaving only Zhuo Lan who had stayed in the forbidden place and fell asleep.

In this small city, there is no need to release far from the divine thoughts, almost all of them are within the coverage of his divine thoughts.

However, after about half a cup of tea, Han Li's eyebrows furrowed, and he suddenly changed direction and hurriedly walked over.

After about a short time, an extremely simple tavern appeared on the side of Han Li's front, and without the slightest hesitation, he walked in.

In the tavern, in addition to a mortal young woman in her thirties, there were actually two third-order human immortals, as well as a beginner-level human immortal, and a monk with a Mahayana cultivation.

I saw that the Mahayana monk who was wearing a light blue shirt and kung fu black pants on his lower body, judging from the slightest unstable spiritual power fluctuation in his body, was actually a Tribulation Period monk who could trigger the True Immortal Tribulation at any time.

The blue-clothed monk walked up to a certain third-order human immortal with thick hair and shoulder-length hair and blazing spirits, and after bowing his hand, he said directly without disguise:

"Empty senior, the Gu Yuan Crystal you want has already been brought, I don't know if the empty senior can transfer the Ying Zheng Yuan Dan out to take a look?"

The third-order human immortal with the empty surname smiled and didn't seem to shy away from turning the palm of a certain brocade box upside down, and automatically floated it in front of the blue-clothed monk.

At this time, Han Li had already walked into the tavern with a light expression, and seeing Han Li's appearance in a green shirt, the young woman had already swung her waist lightly, and walked forward with a smile on her face, taking three steps and two steps, beckoning Han Li to come up.

Han Li indifferently stuffed a few low-rank spirit stones over, and the young woman walked to the hall with great interest and prepared the corresponding drinks.

At this moment, the blue-clothed monk had already brushed away the seal on the surface of the brocade box, and gently pushed open the lid of the box, and immediately a certain medicinal herb fragrance came out, and the pleasant breath even the women in the hall couldn't help but look sideways.

The fragrance quickly spread to Han Li, whose eyebrows were slightly closed, but Han Li's brows were inadvertently furrowed, but at this time, the blue-clothed monk had already looked at the faint blue pill very carefully.

A suspicious look quickly appeared on his face, but he was not very sure and asked the third-order immortal Dao with the empty surname opposite:

"Empty senior, it seems that the grade of this Ying Tribulation Yuan Dan is not too high, and I am afraid that I will not be able to quickly recover the lost mana when I should be robbed!"

However, the third-order human immortal with the empty surname laughed again, and only then did he smile a little and said:

"Kong Lan! Looking at this Jihui New Town, who can provide you with the Yuan Dan, quickly take out the Gu Yuan Crystal, so as not to delay the cultivation of this immortal! ”

This blue-clothed monk named Kong Lan had a sad face, just as the third-order immortal surnamed Kong said, his choice was only this one, and just as he was hesitating in his choice, a faint voice came, saying:

"According to Han, not necessarily!"

The person who spoke was none other than Han Li, and at this time, Han Li had already placed a pair of wine glasses and bottles on the table, and when he filled the glasses of wine, he only shook them lightly a few times, and did not pour them into his stomach.

Hearing this, the third-order human immortal with the empty surname immediately looked over with a pair of bull's eyes, as for the third-order human immortal and the first-order human immortal who were sitting separately on the other side, they also looked at each other at the same time, and some strange eyes also passed by from time to time.

Between his breaths, the blue-clothed monk Kong Lan also looked back, looking at Han Li, who was sitting close to the door, dressed in a green shirt, looking indifferently at the ordinary glass of water and wine in his hand, and a certain indescribable excitement flashed in his heart, and he didn't hesitate to get up and come over.

But at this moment, a certain unexplained Pang Li suddenly pressed on the blue-clothed monk Kong Lan, Kong Lan was a little angry, but he fell back on the small wooden chair, the strength was just right, the small wooden chair just "squeaked" softly, and did not shatter.

"Empty senior! You're ......."

Although he was forced to sit down forcibly, a sudden feeling of tightness in his chest jumped up, Kong Lan still didn't dare to show any anger, and his face tightened slightly and asked.

However, that third-order immortal with the empty surname didn't pay any attention to Kong Lan, his robe suddenly shook outward, and a tyrannical force actually came out, pressing Han Li away, and in an instant, even Kong Lan next to him was forced to tremble violently.

"Relying on the strong to bully the weak is not the way of trading!"

Han Li, who was placed here, smiled coldly and said, the green robe was raised slightly, and a certain side of the Xuan Wall blocked the tyrannical power of the Dao, but it only hurt the tavern here, and it immediately blew the unmanned wooden tables in the tavern like a violent wind.

"Humph! Look for death! ”

Half of the angry words were about to come out, and the third-order monk with the empty surname raised his hand and slammed it out, and the strength of it made Kong Lan next to him tremble, and the muscles on his face instantly deformed and twisted as if they were being blown by the wind.

But seeing Han Li gently put down the teacup in his hand, a certain arm was gently raised, and suddenly his five fingers were clenched, and he pushed forward slightly and seemed to be gentle, and a Pang Force actually came up.

"Bang!"

A fierce explosion suddenly came out, and a huge wave of spiritual power surged out, even the nearby space was inevitably distorted.

However, a strange scene appeared, and the storm raged again in the tavern, but the huge impact seemed to be suppressed to some extent, and at the end it was only a strong wind in the tavern again.

Until this time, Han Li, who was still sitting at the small wine table, looked coldly at a Daoist outside, this person's old face was like that of a mortal eighty or ninety years old, but his laughter was hearty and abnormal.

"Ha Lu Ha! Empty old man! You've finally met someone whose flesh has overshadowed you! Ha Lu Ha ......"

The old-looking Daoist raised a handful of black dust in his hand, and a certain magic trick had already been put away, but his words immediately made the third-order immortal named Kongqiong on the opposite side frown, and only then did he call out coldly:

"You're a Xuan Immortal!"

Han Li didn't answer, he just looked back at the old-looking fifth-order human immortal, nodded slightly and asked:

"You're a fellow Daoist of Canglian!"

"Ha Lu Ha! It seems that Han Daoyou, not only have you refined your physical body, but even your divine thoughts are so powerful that you can compete with the old man! Ha Lu Ha ......"

The laughter was incessant, loud but not penetrating at all, and could only be heard within a radius of a hundred feet nearby.

Looking at the fifth-order human immortal he called Canglian opposite, his strong old face made his hearty smile suddenly reveal a certain color of Cangsang, and a certain trace of admiration in the dark came spontaneously.