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The Xuanming Clan, in the Zhenwu Hall, a core member of the Zhou Clan, looked at the ancestors on the high seat with solemn expressions.

Sitting at the top is none other than the ancestor of the Zhou family's main lineage, Zhou Tengyun.

After the ancestors left the customs, they naturally had to have a general understanding of the current situation in the world, so Zhou Tengyun and others asked a lot of questions.

Zhou Tianqi and others answered in detail one by one, and did not dare to conceal or make mistakes.

At this moment, an intelligence spy of the Zhou family came to report that Ye Fan and his party would come to the Xuanming clan in half an hour.

"Huh...... This little guy of the Ye family is confident enough, and it seems that it is inevitable to bring so many people", Zhou Tengyun said with a playful smile.

"Ancestor, since they came by plane, they must land. There is only our own private airport near here, so why don't we do it on the runway and give them a dismount?" Zhou Tianqi asked.

"Airplane...... What is it?" Zhou Tengyun asked with a frown.

A group of old people of the Zhou family suddenly remembered that most of these ancestors had been in retreat for at least one or two hundred years, and how could there be an airplane at that time!

So Zhou Tianqi and the others briefly explained what an airplane is and what an airport is.

"I see, I didn't expect that even ordinary people can fly in the sky now, no wonder Ye Fan and his party came so quickly", Zhou Tengyun said with a smile.

Zhou Tengxing said with a smile: "You don't have to go to the airport to do anything, since it is flying from the sky, then we can go directly to the sky to shoot it down!"

Several ancestors on the side also nodded one after another.

Zhou Tianqi and the others were afraid that the ancestors would not know the specific situation of the plane, so they hurriedly explained: "Tengxing ancestor, the plane is extremely fast and flies very high, and it is impossible to intercept it with light power......

Zhou Tengxing Shi Ran said: "You can't wait for juniors to do it, it doesn't mean that this ancestor can't do it, don't talk nonsense, wait for those two planes to come, you will know when you see it!"

When a group of Zhou family members heard this, they quickly nodded yes, but they were wondering whether the ancestors had figured out what an airplane was.

At this time, Zhou Tengyun suddenly stood up and smiled strangely, "I didn't expect that the Ye kid came to find trouble with our Zhou family, and he could attract so many old friends, and he would come to my Xuan Ming without saying hello......

From this point of view, this kid of the Ye family has indeed been very beautiful in recent years, so he can attract such attention.

Tengxing, go out to entertain old friends for your brother, and wait for the Ye family boy to come, you can do it......"

Zhou Tengxing obviously sensed something, and grinned: "Brother, you can go with confidence, if they want, invite them to come to the house for a cup of tea, so as not to say that our Xuanming clan is not good at etiquette and neglects distinguished guests."

Zhou Tengyun nodded, and disappeared in a flash.

Zhou Tianqi below asked curiously: "Ancestor, who is the distinguished guest? Do you need Tengyun Ancestor to run out to greet him personally?"

Zhou Tengxing's eyes showed a cold light, and said, "Ancient God Descendant......"

Zhou Tianqi and the others suddenly looked awe-inspiring, revealing a look of awe.

The ancient gods, as the most powerful shield of the Xia Kingdom, which was dominated by clans formed by the Martial God in order to deal with the doomsday royal power.

The number of masters in it is maintained at about a dozen people, most of them are the ancestors of the four major clans and other clans, and the number of people in the Doomsday Monarchy is about the same.

The difference with the Doomsday Monarchy is that the personnel of the Ancient Divine Descendants are relatively stable and there is no replacement, because the lifespan of the Ancient Warrior is far longer than that of most magicians.

Unless some mages whose strength has reached an extremely terrifying level can prolong their lives with powerful magical power.

It has been about three hundred years since the formation of the Ancient Gods, and most of the members are in retreat, and no one knows exactly who has survived to this day.

At this time, it is located on the east side of the Xuanming Lake, on a high slope with a wide view.

Zhou Tengyun's figure suddenly flashed, and there were already two men standing in front of him.

The two men are dressed in black and white, the man in black is heroic, and the man in white is quite elegant.

"Brother Yingqiong, Brother Bai Yan, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, the two of you are really still beautiful", Zhou Tengyun said with a smile.

The black-clothed Ying Qiong snorted lightly and didn't say anything, while Bai Yan returned the salute with a smile and said politely: "Brother Tengyun is polite, the two of us just happened to come to see the scenery, and we don't want to disturb you."

"Haha! What a sight! The ancestral land of our Xuanming clan is indeed much better than the bare mountains of your White Tiger Clan, haha......" Zhou Tengyun said with a smile.

Bai Yan said with a smile: "That's that, such a magnificent grassland scenery, I can see that our two brothers are so envious......"

Zhou Tengyun squinted playfully and said: "Brother Bai Yan, three hundred years later, your smile is still so hypocritical, Brother Yingqiong, you are still so stuffy." ”

"Is there one? haha...... Brother Zhou is really good at joking", Bai Yan opened the folding fan in his hand and smiled with a smile.

At this time, a woman's disgust came from not far away......

"Hey, can you guys stop laughing so disgustingly?"

The one who spoke came from that side, it was a woman who was only about one meter and a half tall, wearing a colorful and green dress, and she looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old.

Behind the woman, there was also a thin and tall middle-aged man in a moon-white robe, with a pair of eyes narrowed and a pale complexion, a little weak and windy.

At the back was a burly man with a height of two meters, wearing only a brown shirtless shirt, with more than a dozen pigtails in his hair, and a beard all over his face.

Zhou Tengyun was not surprised to see these three people, and said: "Sister Qingyin, we are catching up on the old days, and we are talking happily, so why is it disgusting?"

The woman Qingyin said disdainfully: "Save it, let's just come to see Ye Wuya's grandson, how is the battle with your Zhou clan, do you need to find any other reason?"

Zhou Tengyun said with a smile: "It seems that everyone cares a lot about this kid named Ye Fan, the Qingyin sister of the Xuanbee clan, the Wei Bufan brother of the Bai Ze clan, and the Lei Chong brother of the Kui clan, you come all the way, why don't you go inside for a cup of tea first?"

"No need! My old Lei only drinks wine, not tea," said the strong man Lei Chong, taking the big wine bag from his waist and pouring two sips.

Wei Bufan said softly: "Thank you, Brother Tengyun, don't be thirsty."

Qingyin, who was small and had a round face, said jokingly: "Hey, Zhou Tengyun, are you Zhou clan good or not?" The children in my clan told me that Ye Wuya's grandson has been very fierce in the past few years.

With emperor-level sword intent by his side, and he killed two ancients, I'm afraid it's really hard to deal with.

If you feel the tension of the war, you can go back first, we old guys are here to see the excitement anyway."

Zhou Tengyun smiled and said, "Our Xuanming Zhou clan can't do it, don't you have a bottom in your hearts?"

As he spoke, Zhou Tengyun turned his head to look in the direction of the north, and two more figures were flying quickly.

(三七 Chinese.)