The top ten female emperors stood up to welcome the return of the immortal emperor

Demon clan.

The reason why it can cause such a headache for countless practitioners.

It has always been the enemy of the cultivation world since ancient times.

It is precisely because their lifespan is far longer than that of ordinary practitioners.

A little demon that has just landed, at least has a lifespan of thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

This is already the peak of human life span under Immortal King Realm.

Therefore, no matter how much the monster race lacks opportunities and luck on this continent.

They can still dominate one side.

Time is a terrible thing.

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"Dean, senior, the Yaozu has such a long lifespan, why haven't I heard of a very powerful Yaozu?"

"Just like a group of fairy kings like you, it seems that the Yaozu don't have such great power?"

Yang Huan couldn't help throwing out the doubts in his heart.

Li Qingyun pondered for a while, and replied: "Not all the monsters are a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals."

"Although, the difference between those ordinary demon kings and the real Immortal King Realm is not 01:30."

"But, the queen of the monster clan, the generals of the ten directions of the monster clan, including the ancestor dragon of the dragon clan and several of their great guardians."

"They are all capable of fighting our Immortal King Realm without even falling behind."

"The reason why we didn't launch a general attack on the Yaozu is because the power of the Yaozu is far beyond our imagination."

"Few people know what kind of old monsters are hidden behind the monster clan's cave. Their lifespan is too long."

"Compared to our Immortal King Realm, which is immortal, their advantages are actually much greater."

Hearing Li Qingyun's words, Yang Huan nodded slightly, but said nothing.

After a while.

An old man in white sat down on the last red table without changing his expression under the respectful leadership of several disciples from the holy land of the human race.

Seeing this scene, everyone present, including An Kelan and Li Qingyun, felt a little puzzled.

The last red table was actually reserved for such an old man?
Don't say it's them.

Even Yang Huan and Chu Yu felt a little surprised.

This old man looks like a very simple, energetic old man.

Not even a single bit of mana can be felt from him.

It really looks like an ordinary person.

However, everyone did not underestimate the old man.

After all, someone like Su Ruoyun would definitely not invite an ordinary old man to sit on a red table.

This person may have some great ability hidden, but he is just like the legendary hermit master, who does not show his mountains or reveal his water.

"Senior, this is...?"

Yang Huan guessed for a while, then asked subconsciously.

An Kelan and Li Qingyun frowned.

"I don't know, I have never seen or heard of this person."

"You may not feel it, you think this is just an ordinary person."

"However, in my opinion, this old man has a sense of simplicity, which is amazing."

"All of you, pay attention. This old man is not something to provoke the Lord. If you meet him outside in the future, try to respect him."

An Kelan said.

Both Yang Huan and Chu Yu nodded subconsciously, staring closely at the old man in front of them.

If An Kelan can say such things, then this is definitely not an ordinary person.

I'm afraid, it's really a so-called powerful hermit.

However, he sat down on the table with the old man.

In the center of the venue, a man dressed in a white robe with a few strands of golden decorations came out slowly.

This man is very handsome and looks like a white-clothed scholar who came out of everyone.

However, upon closer inspection, it is not difficult to see that this man's eyebrows reveal a kind of majesty that belongs only to a king.

Standing in the middle of the field, without anger and prestige, even with a slight smile on his face, it makes people think that this is a ruthless character who is not easy to mess with.

"Su Ruoyun... that's him."

Yang Huan had felt Su Ruoyun's aura before, and now that he was so close, he could tell it at a glance.

An Kelan nodded lightly: "Compared to 300 years ago, his aura is a bit stronger."

"This old thing is really thinking about how to become stronger all the time."

Among the whispers of the crowd.

Su Ruoyun cleared her throat, smiled, and said, "Thank you, all guests, for coming to my holy land of the human race and attending the grandest banquet in my holy land."

"It seems that the guest is about to expire, and I, the master of the house, will also say a few words here."

"This banquet is for everyone to have a harmonious conversation, and to promote friendly exchanges between our human holy land and various talents."

"It's not for any other nature. I hope everyone will not think so much during today's banquet."

"The protagonist of this banquet is not me, but the saint who has been selected by my Human Race Holy Land, who is also the next generation of Human Race Holy Master, my successor, my daughter Su Yunqing."

"The little girl is still preparing, but I, Su, will not waste everyone's time. The banquet begins."

The voice fell.

Countless disciples of the Holy Land of the Human Race have been prepared.

Or serve dishes in large and small plates.

Or play a light music nearby.

Or dance slowly with the ribbon.

Make the whole banquet extra lively.

The guests present did not have so many scruples, they should eat and drink, laugh and talk loudly, and have a good time with each other.

But at this time, Yang Huan noticed something strange.

Turning to look at the shadow guard, he asked: "For such a big banquet, Su Yunqing hasn't even played yet, so the banquet starts early."

"Isn't that a bit out of etiquette?"