The old house of the Zhao family, an ancient courtyard with a history of more than 300 years, many buildings still continue the middle of the Tianlong Dynasty, creepers climb all over the cyan stone walls, occasionally revealing some gaps, telling the vicissitudes of the years.

It's not a chic courtyard, the old jujube tree in the courtyard is still scattered with green shoots, but it looks like the rough and cracked bark of the old man, and the curved trunk is like the rickety backbone.

This into the courtyard located in the core of the Zhao family's old house, there is the ancestor of the Zhao family, who is more than 140 years old, although the Zhao family has a family history of 300 years, but the real rise is a hundred years ago, and it is also a time of turmoil among the kings.

"Great-grandson to meet the ancestor!" Zhao Yong, the head of the Zhao family who was over eighty years old, strode into this ancient courtyard, and followed by the male of the Zhao family, who can be said to be the fourth, fifth or sixth generation great-grandson of the ancestor.

Although Zhao Yong, the head of the Zhao family, is still strong, but his strength is not more than that of the middle level of the earth spirit, Zhao Yong is already very old, with a rickety back and gray hair, in the Tianlong Continent, the average age is only fifty or sixty years old, and with the strength of the earth spirit, it is normal to be over 100 years old, but even if there is spiritual power to delay aging, there is also a limit, unless it can break through to a higher level.

The ancestor of the Zhao family is named Zhao Pu, when he was plain, few people still remember, after all, there are not many people left who belong to that generation, but a hundred years ago, Zhao Pu's name was widely known, if you look through the roster of nobles in the Imperial House of Nobles, you will know that Zhao Pu is one of the ten marquis canonized by Emperor Shenwu.

Zhao Pu, Marquis of Zhenshan, before the rebellion of the kings, was already a genius in Chuzhou, the peak of the forty-year-old earth spirit, a member of the Imperial Vermilion Bird Legion, the deputy commander of the Chuzhou Legion, promoted to Tianling in the war, and then became the commander of the forbidden army for ten years.

Zhao Pu, who is over 140 years old, still looks old and strong, although he has white hair on his temples, most of his hair is still as black as ink, and his skin is not rough at all, and he still looks like he is forty or fifty years old.

"Yong'er, your body is getting worse and worse, and if you can let go of the things at home, you can let go of the children and grandchildren below, this person, you have to learn to be idle, otherwise you will find out that you have been busy all your life until you die!"

"Yong'er remembers!"

"You all sit, all of you came to my small courtyard today, it seems that the current situation in Wancheng is very dangerous, is that Ping'an Xiaohou asked you to come?" This night, Zhao Pu still has the spirit to drink tea here, in fact, he can't sit still in his heart, Zhao Pu has been on the battlefield for more than 20 years, although he resigned from the Southern and Northern Wars and went home for decades, cultivating his life, but the heart that has been sealed for a long time has long been unable to hold back.

"Yes and no, Wancheng is my Zhao family's foundation after all, a hundred years of operation, if something happens to Wancheng, my Zhao family's foundation will inevitably be shaken, although the empire's rule in Chuzhou is now stormy, but my Zhao family can't be the traitorous minister, and the Ping'an Hou has some strength, the worst we can keep Wancheng!"

Zhao Pu nodded, the Zhao family really can't be a traitorous minister, because Zhao Pu is the tenth marquis of the Shenwu Dynasty, and his feelings for the empire are extremely deep, and Zhao Yong obviously knows this, so surrendering to the Tang army will not work from the beginning.

"Now the person in charge of affairs in Wancheng is the little marquis of the Leng family, who wants to invite the old man out of the mountain, why can't he even show his face!" Zhao Pu naturally knew the purpose of Zhao Yong's entourage, and he himself wanted to go out to play, he had been cultivating himself for decades, and he had long been impatient with cultivation, but now it seemed to be like a hundred years ago, but it aroused Zhao Pu's heart that was unwilling to be lonely.

Zhao Yong smiled lightly, the ancestor is one hundred and forty years old, but his bones are becoming more and more childish, old child, old child, probably. Returning to the ancestor, it's not that the cold Hou Ye didn't come, but the situation in the city is really dangerous, there is a Tang army inside that should be noisy, and there is a large army attacking outside, my Wancheng defenders are not good, and the little Hou Ye's soldiers and horses only have the forward to come, so in the face of the Tang army attacking the city, it seems to be overstretched, and there is no law everywhere, and now there are fires everywhere in the city, but the little Hou Ye is fighting the fire in all directions, which controls the fire, and the little Hou Ye is not free at all!"

Zhao Pu sighed, but his eyes widened suddenly, and he said, "You mean, the person who used that large-scale spiritual technique outside is the kid from the Leng family!"

Zhao Yong nodded, but said: "Well, although there have been rumors about this little marquis in the market, but after all, I have never seen it in person, but before in Chaoyang Tower, the thief used a rocket to burn my Wancheng and others to death, but it was the little marquis who appeared, controlled the fire with spiritual skills, and saved everyone!"

When Zhao Pu heard this, he stood up and said, "That kid from the Leng family is only in his twenties, but he has such a means, which is unexpected, where is that kid now!" Zhao Pu was promoted to the Heavenly Spirit at the age of forty-five, which is already a genius, but this kid from the Leng family is a Heavenly Spirit in his twenties, and looking at the fluctuations of spiritual power, it is not much worse than himself, this kid is not a demon.

"I don't know!"

"Forget it, I'll find it myself!"

Zhao Pu said and strode out of his hall, and a little ground under his feet, but the person jumped up like a feather, as if he didn't have half a weight, and floated into the air with the wind.

Ga, the sky north of the city, a cry pierced through the black night, under the moon, a big bird flew down, the water-blue wings flashed in the moonlight with silver-white streamers, the pair of huge wings slammed, the feathers like scales suddenly turned into dense rain, flying down,

Puff puff, the Tang army who climbed the ladder was like a string of sugar gourds, and it was inevitable to be swept by this dense flying feather, the feathers of the ice crystallized feathers were very sharp, without the slightest wolf tooth arrows, and each feather had a freezing effect, even if it couldn't be killed, the cold chill would quickly spread around, making people's bodies stiff and stiff.

Leng Zhuo's mount, the Blue Falcon, is also the king of birds and beasts, but it has just hatched for less than a year, but in the space of the hundred generals, it is ten times the time passes, one year outside, and ten years in the space, which is different from other spaces in the hundred generals, and with the passage of ten times the time, Leng Zhuo can quickly cultivate more warcraft, of course, the adult Warcraft will suffer if they stay in the pasture, which is also the reason why there are few mounts of the hundred generals in the Leng Zhuo space.

The blue falcon has just hatched and has the strength of a fifth-order demonic beast, and after entering the growth period, its strength has naturally increased, and now it has reached the seventh order, although there is still a long way to go to reach the king beast, but as a bird beast, the seventh-order is enough to fight with the seventh-order demonic beast.

Standing in the city tower, Leng Zhuo's frowning brows stretched slightly, the Tang army's offensive in the northern city was quite thunderous, and the rain was small, thinking about it, the Tang army was so eager to attack the city overnight, there was no time to build many siege equipment, even the ladders were only a dozen, and there were no shadows of other large-scale siege equipment at all.

Thinking that the Tang army's calculation was to use the containment in the north of the city, as well as the chaos in the city, and then cover the south of the city, in the south of the city, Leng Zhuo saw a large number of Tang army beast cavalry, obviously that was the elite force of the Tang army, if he was not in the south of the city at that time, maybe he would have been hit.

Once the Tang army broke into the city, Leng Zhuo would not be able to return to the sky even if he had the ability to reach the sky, after all, the wilderness was not the same as a city with a population of hundreds of thousands, Leng Zhuo could have no scruples in the wilderness, but in Wancheng, he didn't dare to use a large-scale attack spirit technique at all.

The appearance of the blue falcon is undoubtedly a nightmare for the Tang army besieging the city, the blue falcon that occupies the sky is not afraid of ordinary bows and arrows, and there seems to be no high-level monster flying horses in the Tang army, so they let the blue falcon rage.

Leng Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart moved, he suddenly looked back, looking in the direction of the south of the city, but saw that the south of the city, a large amount of spiritual power was condensed, just like a flame tornado, directly connected to a huge whirlpool in the sky, the originally dark sky, in that firelight, as bright as day, and in that pillar of fire, there was a faint deafening roar of the beast.

Leng Zhuo suddenly chuckled in his heart, obviously Tang Jun took out another hole card, it was likely to be summoned by the Taoist master in the Tang Army, the Star Guardian Beast, that is a very difficult existence, before Leng Zhuo still relied on a few generals and king beasts under his command to defeat the Star Guardian Beast, and now Dian Wei, Li Yuanba and other generals are not around, and he has no king beast to summon.

It seems that he can only rely on himself, fortunately, the star guardian beast is not unlimited, it can only support less than a quarter of an hour, with his current strength, it should not be a problem to block a quarter of an hour, Leng Zhuo turned his head after thinking about it, and said to Yelu Xiuge: "The north of the city will be handed over to you, and the blue falcon will help you here!"

After Leng Zhuo finished speaking, the person had already rushed out, and a huge water wing appeared behind him, flying directly in the direction of the south of the city.

In the south of the city, the prison city created by Leng Zhuo quickly dissolved under the madness of a flame beast, and the elite beast riders of the Tang Army who were trapped in the south of the city suddenly got out of the trap, and as soon as the electric light beast riders were released, they immediately rushed towards the street, and the thunder stone beast riders outside the city also crowded into the southern city.

Boom, Leng Zhuo flew to the center of the city, and he heard the sound of cracking in the south of the city, and as he flew closer, Leng Zhuo's diffused spiritual power reflected all the situation in the city in his mind, far away in mid-air, a person was performing spiritual skills, every earthy yellow light did not enter the ground, and the ground would rumble up a thick earthen wall.

The strong earth system spiritual power fluctuated, and when he looked at the other party's actions, it was obviously his side, Leng Zhuo's mind flashed a person's name quickly, Lu Dafu had mentioned to him before that there were two great heavenly spirit masters in Wancheng, among them, the ancestor of the Zhao family was the earth system heavenly spirit master, and the old man in front of him should be the ancestor of the Zhao family.

Whew, Leng Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, after all, it was not himself who was fighting, with the help of the heavenly spirits of the Zhao and Cheng families, the chances of Wancheng defending it were much higher, but the Tang army's methods were endless, but they were careless.

Leng Zhuo thought about it and flew directly towards the ancestor of the Zhao family. To be continued.