"Do you recognize Chu Jianghe?"

Hearing Chu Ming's words, Chu Tiankuo immediately paused, he suddenly turned around, and looked at Chu Ming with burning eyes.

Chu Ming was a little excited, he tried his best to keep calm, and said, "I'm Chu Ming." ”

"Chu Ming, are you Chu Ming, are you Chu Jianghe's son Chu Ming?"

Chu Tiankuo left the two old brothers and strode in front of Chu Ming, looking at each other in shock.

Chu Ming nodded silently, although he tried his best to restrain his emotions, there were still tears rolling in his eyes.

I haven't seen him for more than ten years, and it turns out that grandpa is really still alive.

Chu Tiankuo's lips trembled, and hot tears burst out of his eyes.

"It's all grown so big!"

"Good, good, good!"

After saying three good things in a row, Chu Tiankuo didn't know what words to use to describe it.

I remember the last time I saw Chu Ming, the other party was still a child.

Now, he has grown into a man who stands up to the sky.

I haven't seen him for more than ten years, Chu Ming has grown up, and he is indeed a little unrecognizable.

As for Chu Tiankuo, he doesn't even know himself in this way!

Chu Ming didn't dislike the oil stain on Chu Tiankuo's body, and directly gave the other party a warm hug.

Chu Tiankuo couldn't close his mouth with a smile, and his mood was extremely happy.

I haven't seen him for more than ten years, and his grandson is so powerful.

The two walked and talked, and there seemed to be endless topics.

Chu Tiankuo was telling about his various legendary deeds in the Otherworldly Grassland over the years, describing himself as extremely heroic, killing the alien beasts in an embarrassing manner.

Speaking of wonderful places, he glanced at his two old buddies from time to time.

That means like saying: "In front of my grandson, save some face for Lao Tzu, and don't expose the bragging part!"

Cheng Ergang and Yu Chengfu were powerless to complain.

In the first few years of entering the otherworldly grassland, the three of them were worried all day long. hid in Tibet, and then slowly stood up when his strength became stronger.

It's like Chu Tiankuo, the old bastard, who said, slamming the air!

Then blow it, you don't have to pay taxes to brag anyway.

Everyone in the Wuyue Sword Sect was also a little confused.

I thought it was the first contact with an alien civilization, but I didn't expect it to become a large-scale recognition scene.

So, the people on both sides followed behind Chu Ming and Chu Tiankuo, and walked quickly in the direction of the space passage together.

At the same time, in central China, the top of Shu Mountain.

A teenager in a gray T-shirt walked along the bluestone mountain plank road.

He looked to be in his twenties, with a long body, a straight waist, and a faint black glow blooming in his sharp eyes.

This is the Dark Extreme Demon Sect, and only by cultivating the Heavenly Demon Divine Skill to the extreme will this kind of change occur in the eyes.

He is Zhou Guoping, to be precise, he is the Zhou Demon who has completely opened the power of the seal.

Behind him, a gray-haired old woman followed closely.

She was holding a cane in her hand and followed behind Zhou Motou.

This person is none other than Zhou Guoping's grandmother, a flower woman.

After Demon Zhou regained his strength, the first thing he did was to revive the Heavenly Demon God Sect!

What he has to do now is to subdue all the ancient martial arts sects in the world under his command.

Before, he didn't have this kind of confidence.

However, after breaking through the seal and returning, Devil Zhou's strength broke the shackles, and he already had the power to conquer everything.

The first battle, Shushan!

As one of the oldest sects in China, the Shushan Sword Sect would certainly not let them go easily.

He wanted to take the Shushan Sword Sect as the first chess piece in his hand, and then firmly nail it to the ancient martial arts world of Huaxia.

After a while, the two of them saw the domineering door plaque of the Shushan Sword Sect and the holy beast guarding outside the mountain gate.

Uh, I'm sorry to read it wrong, it's a two.

Wu Duxiu went down the mountain to collect intelligence, but the intelligence was not collected, but he picked up an erha.

Wang Qiuyang, the head of the Shushan Sword Sect, was very disappointed in Wu Duxiu, and naturally would not let Erha enter the door.

So, Wu Duxiu had no choice but to take the food outside the mountain gate and feed Erha here.

This Erha had something to eat, and he was even more lazy not to leave, so the scene in front of him appeared.

Today, Wu Duxiu came to feed Erha as usual, muttering while feeding: "Master is so careful, there is such a big open space on the mountain, there is even a dog that can't accommodate him, I, Wu Duxiu, look down on him!"

Erha knows what his little master is talking about, and at this time he only knows how to eat hard.

At this moment, Wu Duxiu suddenly looked up and saw two figures walking over at the foot of the mountain.

A young man in his twenties, and a grandmother in her sixties and seventies.

"Master, someone has come to worship the mountain!"

Wu Duxiu held the dog basin in one hand and shouted loudly into the mountain gate.

In the main hall of the Shushan Sword Sect, Wang Qiuyang couldn't help frowning when he heard Wu Duxiu's shout.

"Xiu'er is really getting more and more impetuous, isn't it just that someone has come to worship the mountain?

Wang Qiuyang muttered, immediately got up from the sofa cushion, and rejuvenated his muscles and bones.

The bottleneck of the Sky Realm is too solid, and Wang Qiuyang has been impacting for five or six years in a row, and there is no movement at all.

As long as he can't break through the bottleneck of the Sky Realm, he is still just a true vein nine-rank martial artist, and he is always one step away from a true powerhouse.

"Hey, this matter is in no hurry, so I can only let it be!"

Wang Qiuyang groaned, washed his face first, and looked in the mirror before walking out of the hall.

Since some people worship the mountain, their image must be maintained.

If a female benefactor wants to stay overnight, she can't be too sloppy.

"Master, hurry up, they're already here!"

Near the mountain gate, Wu Duxiu's shout came again, and there was an inexplicable panic in his voice.

Wang Qiuyang shook his head in disappointment, and said in a deep voice: "I have more than 300 disciples up and down Shu Mountain, why did I choose Xiu'er as a closed disciple, and it should be too late to return the goods now, right?"

While thinking in his heart, he sped up his speed, and soon came to the mountain gate.

At this time, not only Wu Duxiu was standing outside the mountain gate, but hundreds of disciples had already come here one after another.

There is still a pool of blood on the side of the mountain gate, and Erha, who enjoyed the delicious taste just now, has lost his breath.

Needless to say, Erha must have been killed by the young man opposite.

This is?

Seeing such a tense momentum, Wang Qiuyang was suddenly shocked.

Someone coming to kick the gym?

Wang Qiuyang's momentum was shocked, and the powerful momentum of the True Pulse Nine Grades exploded, and he jumped out of the mountain gate in a flash, looking at the comer with unkind eyes.

"Who are you to dare to provoke my Shushan Sword Sect!"

Hearing Wang Qiuyang's domineering voice, Devil Zhou couldn't help but show a sneer.

"You are the head of the Shushan Sword Sect, great!"

Before the words fell, Zhou Motou suddenly raised his hand, and a black energy handprint appeared, slapping Wang Qiuyang to the ground with a bang.

"Ahh

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked, the strength of the other party was so strong?

Wang Qiuyang struggled a few times and wanted to stand up.

However, the other party's big black handprint was very domineering, and it actually suppressed him to the ground.

"Young people don't talk about martial arts, how can they shoot without saying hello? I'm not ready!"