Chapter 1275 The Ancient Gods

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The core members of the Xuanming Clan and the Zhou Clan in the Zhenwu Hall looked solemnly at the ancestors on the high seat.

Sitting at the top of the list is none other than Zhou Tengyun, the ancestor of the main line of the Zhou family.

After the ancestors left the customs, they naturally needed 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 the others answered in detail one by one, not daring to hide anything or make mistakes.

At this moment, an intelligence agent from the Zhou family came to report that Ye Fan and his party would arrive at the Xuanming clan in half an hour.

"Hehe... This little guy from the Ye family is quite confident. With so many people here, it seems inevitable," Zhou Tengyun said with a playful smile.

"Old Ancestor, since they came here by plane, they must land. There is only Zhou's own private airport nearby. Why don't we play tricks on the runway and give them a good show?" Zhou Tianqi asked.

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

A group of old people from the Zhou family suddenly remembered that most of these ancestors had been in seclusion for at least one or two hundred years. There were no planes back then!

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

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

Zhou Tengxing chuckled and said, "There's no need to go to the airport, since it flew from the sky, then we can just go to the sky and 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: "Patriarch Tengxing, the plane is extremely fast and flying very high, and it is probably impossible to intercept it with light work... ..."

Zhou Tengxing Shi Ran said: "Your juniors can't do it, but it doesn't mean that my ancestors can't do it. Don't talk nonsense, wait for the two planes to come, and you will know!"

A group of Zhou family members nodded quickly after hearing this, but they were wondering whether the ancestors had figured out what an airplane was.

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

From this point of view, it is true that this kid from the Ye family has been so successful in recent years that he has attracted so much attention.

Teng Xing, brother, go out to entertain old friends, wait for the Ye family boy to come, you can do whatever you want..."

Zhou Tengxing obviously noticed something, grinning and said: "Brother, don't worry, if they are willing, invite them to have a cup of tea at home, so as not to say that our Xuanming clan is not polite and neglects distinguished guests."

Zhou Tengyun nodded, and disappeared in a flash.

Zhou Tianqi, who was below, asked curiously: "Old Ancestor, where is the honored guest? You need Ancestor Tengyun to go out to greet you in person?"

Zhou Tengxing had a cold look in his eyes, and said, "The descendants of the ancient gods..."

Zhou Tianqi and the others suddenly looked awe-inspiring, showing awe.

The descendants of the ancient gods, as the most powerful shield of the Xia Kingdom, which was formed mainly by the clan formed by the Valkyrie in order to fight against the doomsday kingship.

The number of masters inside 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 them is about the same as that of Doomsday King Quan.

The difference with the doomsday kingship is that the personnel of the ancient descendants of the gods are relatively stable and there is no replacement, because the lifespan of the ancient warriors is far longer than that of most magicians.

Unless some mages whose strength has reached an extremely terrifying level, it is possible to prolong their lifespan by powerful magic power.

It has been about 300 years since the ancient gods were formed. Most of the members are in a state of seclusion. No one knows exactly who else has survived to this day.

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

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

There are two men, one in black and the other in white. The man in black is very heroic, while the man in white is quite elegant.

"Brother Yingqiong, brother Bai Yan, we haven't seen each other for hundreds of years, you two are still as handsome as ever," Zhou Tengyun said with a smile.

Ying Qiong in black snorted softly and didn't say anything, while Bai Yan smiled back and said politely: "Brother Teng Yun, you are welcome, the two of us just happened to take a look at the scenery and don't want to disturb you."

"Haha! What a sight! The ancestral land of our Xuanming clan is indeed much better than the bare hills of your Baihu clan, haha..." Zhou Tengyun laughed.

Bai Yan smiled and said, "That is, that is, such a magnificent grassland scenery, we two brothers are so envious..."

Zhou Tengyun squinted his eyes playfully and said: "Brother Bai Yan, after three hundred years, your smile is still so hypocritical, Brother Ying Qiong, you are still so boring."

"Is there? Haha... Brother Zhou really knows how to joke." Bai Yan opened the folding fan in his hand and smiled while covering his face.

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

"Hey, can you stop laughing so disgustingly?"

The person who spoke came from there. She was a woman who was only about 1.5 meters tall and wore a colorful dress. She looked about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Behind the woman, there is a tall and thin middle-aged man in a moon-white gown, his eyes are narrowed into slits, his complexion is pale, and he looks a little weak.

At the end was a burly man with a height of two meters, wearing only a brown shirt with bare shoulders, with more than a dozen small braids in his hair, and a full beard.

Zhou Tengyun was not surprised to see these three people, and said: "Sister Qingyin, we are reminiscing about the old days, and we had a great time talking, why are you disgusting?"

The female Qingyin said disdainfully: "Forget it, we just came to see Ye Wuya's grandson, how is the battle with your Zhou family going, do we need to find other reasons?"

Zhou Tengyun laughed and said: "It seems that everyone is very concerned about this kid named Ye Fan, sister Qingyin from the Xuanfeng clan, brother Wei Bufan from the Baize clan, and brother Lei Chong from the Kui clan, you all come all the way here, ask Why don't you go inside and have a cup of tea?"

"No need! My old Lei only drinks alcohol, not tea," the strong man Lei Chong said, took down the big wine bag from his waist, and took two gulps.

Wei Bufan said softly: "Thank you brother Tengyun, I'm not thirsty."

The small, round-faced Qingyin jokingly said, "Hey, Zhou Tengyun, can your Zhou family do well? The children in my clan told me that Ye Wuya's grandson has been making a lot of noise these past few years." .

With an emperor-level sword intent close by, and even killed two ancients, I'm afraid it's really difficult to deal with.

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

Zhou Tengyun said with a half smile but not a smile: "Whether our Xuanming Zhou family can do it, don't you have any idea?"

As he spoke, Zhou Tengyun turned his head to look north, and there were two more figures flying towards him.