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On Binggang Mountain, Gu Yue was sitting alone in front of the jade case, looking at a table full of Heavenly Grade exercises, her mouth couldn't close in shock.

Heaven-level exercises.

When any one was taken outside, it would cause a bloodbath of Heavenly Grade Cultivation Techniques, and Chu Ming unexpectedly took out a lot of them.

Who is Chu Ming?

Is the ancestor Guwu so embarrassed?

Gu Yue suddenly felt that Chu Ming's identity might be so big that he really made a profit by entrusting Wu Xi to him.

Moreover, there are so many heavenly techniques here, maybe you can try to continue practicing.

Maybe it can break the shackles of life and increase lifespan.

Gu Yue's heart was full of enthusiasm, and after going through the vicissitudes of life, he has never been as excited as he is today.

However, he had just connected his broken arm, and it was impossible to have a chance to practice in a short time. He could only wait until the skill seal set by Chu Ming was lifted.

Lonely!

Suddenly Gu Yue felt a little melancholy, and her life that had been dull, unexpectedly began to become anxious.

At the same time, in the sky, Chu Ming walked in the sky with his feet on the Dragon Green Light Sword, and behind him stood a graceful girl, it was Wu Xi.

Chu Ming flew with Wu Xi's imperial sword, Wu Xi paled with fright, and was holding Chu Ming tightly at this time, for fear of accidentally falling.

Feeling the soft jade figure behind him, Chu Ming felt at ease.

He had never thought that one day he could be so close to such a beautiful girl.

Talent is an indispensable part of the development of the Suguang organization. A smart woman like Wu Xi can definitely become Chu Ming's effective helper.

Chu Ming was in a good mood, the speed of Yujian was getting faster and faster, and his body was supported by a protective shield of skill, and he was flying in the sky with Wu Xi at high speed.

At the same time, the top of the Shu Mountain.

The devastated Zhou Motou performed extremely fast and returned to the Shushan Sword Sect for the first time.

This is the branch of the Heavenly Demon Sect. When Wang Qiuyang was alive, he had already announced that the Shushan Sword Sect had returned to Zhou Demon.

Now that Wang Qiuyang is dead, he has pitted his disciples.

After Zhou Motou returned, he immediately found Wu Duxiu, Wang Qiuyang's closed disciple, the highest-ranking man of the Shushan Sword Sect.

Today, Zhou Mo's head was seriously injured, which not only consumed a lot of skill, but also was hit by Chu Ming's yang finger on his shoulder, and the sun's energy continued to erode his body.

The magical nature of the heavenly devil is yin and cold, and it happens to be suppressed by the yang finger that has just reached the yang, so that the injury on his shoulder is delayed and unable to recover.

Zhou Motou found Wu Duxiu, and the two met alone in the head of the room.

Zhou Motou is worthy of being an old guy in the ancient martial arts world for many years. He has a superb skill in pretending to be superb. Even if he is seriously injured and weak now, there is still no strangeness on the surface.

Wu Duxiu was so frightened that her mind trembled, and she stood still and her legs trembled, almost unable to stand up.

"Throughout the entire Shushan Sword Sect, you are the only one with outstanding qualifications. Would you like to be the closed disciple of this seat?"

Zhou Motou said in a cold voice, and the words were filled with an unquestionable tone.

Hearing this, Wu Duxiu couldn't help but trembled in her heart, and asked: "Where is my master? I have a master, and the leader of the Shushan Sword Sect Wang Qiuyang is my master."

Zhou Motou narrowed his eyes, black flames wafting out from the corners of his eyes, and said indifferently, "Your master is dead!"

"what?"

Wu Duxiu couldn't help but look shocked, and immediately changed his expression in astonishment.

Isn't it all right in the morning? How to say it's gone if you don't?

Zhou Motou said coldly: "Your master died in the hands of the ancient Wu ancestor. Before he died, he begged me to accept you as a disciple, so that you could learn the ability to avenge him."

"Master!"

Wu Duxiu choked, tears streaming out of her eyes.

Zhou Mo's eyes narrowed slightly and his face was unhappy.

Crying, crying, like a girl.

If it weren't for the urgent need for healing, how could it be possible to talk so much nonsense to a stupid offspring of you.

"Come on, sit cross-legged here, this seat will teach you the supreme martial arts of the gods and gods."

Zhou Motou said coldly.

When Wu Duxiu heard the words of the supreme martial arts, his heart was shocked, and the grief on his face gradually dissipated.

"The supremacy of the gods and gods of martial arts, it sounds very powerful, Master, don't worry, when the apprentice learns martial arts, I will avenge you!"

Wu Duxiu muttered to herself, and sat obediently on the carpet in the room.

Zhou Motou walked up to Wu Duxiu in a calm manner, and said calmly: "Close your eyes slightly, let go of the **** of happiness, this seat directly uses the technique of initiation, and teaches you the top techniques of the gods of the gods."

Wu Duxiu's spirit was lifted, and a touch of joy appeared in his heart.

He had long heard that the truly powerful exercises were not learned from books, but were spread in the form of empowerment.

Generally speaking, this method is used to simply and rudely improve the strength of the disciples only when the older generation of strong players are about to fail.

He had always dreamed of meeting such a strong man, but he didn't expect that his dream would be realized soon, and the person who empowered himself was still an extremely powerful ancestor of the demon.

Thinking of this, Wu Duxiu was extremely excited.

"Hey, I'm going to get stronger."

"I'm going to become a real strong man soon."

"Following the ancestors of the demon, I will soon be able to ramp up the ancient martial world."

Wu Duxiu's heart was filled with joy. He sat cross-legged, his eyebrows facing the sky, his eyes closed tightly, and he let go of his mind in accordance with Zhou Motou's request.

Zhou Motou walked slowly in front of Wu Duxiu, stretched out a blood-stained finger, and gently pressed it to the center of Wu Duxiu's eyebrows.

"Relax, I am now teaching you the exercises, the process may be a bit painful, I hope you can hold on."

Hearing Zhou Motou's words, Wu Duxiu gritted her teeth vigorously~lightnovelpub.net~ and secretly said in her heart: "Don't worry, I can definitely hold on."

Zhou Motou didn't expect things to go so smoothly. He found that the other party hadn't resisted the slightest, and immediately ran the Heavenly Demon Heart Devouring Dafa, and cold energy poured into his body along the opponent's eyebrows.

"It's so cold, so cold!"

Wu Duxiu noticed that an unfamiliar power invaded his mind, and he instinctively wanted to mobilize his mental power to expel it.

However, he remembered the words of the demon leader, and immediately held back with great effort.

"This is the demon leader who is empowering himself, so I must hold on to it."

Wu Duxiu constantly comforted herself, allowing the other's mental power to wreak havoc in her mind.

Gradually, something went wrong.

After that strange power poured into his mind, he started to invade every nerve frantically, and launched a violent attack on his mental power.

Wu Duxiu was shocked, he rose up to resist and found that it was too late.

The strange energy of the other party has invaded the entire brain, but his mental power is like an outsider, and he can only tremble in front of this strange power.

After a while, Wu Duxiu's closed eyes slowly opened, and a ray of magic flame rose up along the corner of his eyes.

Wu Duxiu never thought that he, who thought he was going to be at the pinnacle of his life, would be controlled by Zhou Demon, and he became the opponent's puppet ever since.

Things went smoothly beyond imagination, and Zhou Motou couldn't help but sighed inwardly: "Wang Qiuyang is really good enough to cultivate such a stupid disciple.

There is no such thing as a pie in the sky, naive! "

Zhou Motou snorted coldly, and said in a cold tone: "Immediately arrange ten young female disciples to send them to my room tonight."

The magic flame of Wu Duxiu's eyes flashed, and he immediately led away.