Wu Junhao's generousness made He Chong a little uncomfortable. At first, he felt that even if Cang Lin and Tang Dao could give him, he would not be able to hand over half of the martial arts, but he didn't expect that this guy would take it out without even thinking about it.

You should know that once this thing falls into He Chong's hands, it will never be returned, unless it can be grabbed.

The attack outside continued, and Tai Shulisong seemed to be a little impatient. He was very dissatisfied with his subordinates' speed and had already begun to kill people. To be precise, it was to activate the extracted sperm Gu, which could increase his strength while also act as a deterrent effect.

Sure enough, after seeing this situation, those people became even more crazy and hit the barrier of the formation with no chance.

"Brother Wu, if everyone wants to survive, they must hold on until I come out!"

He Chong has almost healed his wound, but it is only a surface healing. If you really want to heal it, it will take a long time to use the wooden thunder bead. Fortunately, there is Cuiyin Spring Water, but it will not be done immediately. "At this time, everyone should work together for the second time!"

"Don't worry, I understand what to do."

Wu Junhao nodded, "I didn't expect that at the end of the day, I could actually be on the same front with you. If Jia Yibing saw this, I would have to laugh to death!"

“It’s all for self-protection!”

He Chong took back the power of the wooden thunder bead, got up and walked away, "You must hold on!"

After saying that, He Chong turned around and left, but before he could step out his legs, Wu Junhao suddenly grabbed his arm.

"Brother, if I die, my jade storage will belong to you, and there should be what you need in it."

Wu Junhao smiled faintly, but didn't say anything more. Then he let go of his hand and waved it and then closed his eyes, as if he was working hard to recover from his injuries.

He Chong was a little puzzled. He didn't quite understand what the other party meant, but now it's not the time to think too much, so he quickly turned around and left.

He is still injured now, and he was still supported by him just now. It’s not that he can’t walk, but that he is not walking fast. This is even more so at this time. Quan Yushu and others hurried forward to support him when they saw this.

"Hurry, send me to the basement where the eldest brother was healing!"

He Chong said quickly, "You all must hold on until I come out, do you understand?"

"What are you going to do?"

Quan Yushu was stunned, "Is it different to heal the wound on it?"

"I'm going to break through!"

He Chong's face was grim, "This is our only hope!"

"breakthrough?

Such a breakthrough in such a short time?”

Quan Yushu asked anxiously, "If you are..." "Yushu!"

Seeing this, Xiong Pengfei quickly interrupted, "Okay, listen to He Chong, that's right!"

Quan Yushu could only say nothing. In order to speed up, he directly carried He Chong up, Xiong Pengfei and Bai Menghu quickly moved the gravel blocking the road away, and soon sent He Chong to the basement. When he left, he closed the door.

Sitting on the ground, He Chong placed Tang Dao in front of him, placed Canglin next to him, and even took out Liulan Needle and Dusheng Pot.

No wonder the Canglin prick was described as a belt-like thing by Wu Junhao. It looks oval and has a round depression in the middle, which coincides with the mouth of the Doksen pot. There are two ropes tied on both sides, but the material should be modern. I guess it was something that Wu Junhao got on himself.

He Chong took a deep breath. He had no time to study now, and he didn't even have time to learn the half of "Tianyan Yin Lei Method". He just wanted to absorb martial arts quickly and improve his realm.

But He Chong also understood very well that he had absorbed martial energy by relying on the thunder spirit vortex before, but after that, He Chong clearly felt that if he used it again, he would definitely be backfired. However, there was still a small part of the Xinglei Fairy Ferry in front of him. In other words, it is still unknown whether he could absorb martial energy into his body.

But at such an urgent moment, you have to know whether you can succeed or not, otherwise you won’t even have any chance. The realm of Tai Shulisong is too high, and there are hundreds of ancient warriors who are used as tonics for his extraction. It is impossible to defeat without improving the realm.

The pupils of his eyes suddenly closed, and He Chong grabbed Cang Linqian with his bloody right hand. He knew that these things had to be combined to work, and he didn't even need to move them by themselves, so He Chong began to assemble them.

The matching areas were very clear. The Dusheng pot was placed on Canglin calcined, and the Liulan needle was inserted on the Dusheng pot. With He Chong's assembly, the blood in his hands was also stained with three things.

Since Canglin has been tied with a rope on it, it must be tied around his waist, otherwise it would not be called a belt by Wu Junhao, and it must be in the Dantian position. After all, the storage of martial energy is there.

He Chong hurriedly tied the combined Star Thunder Fairy Dust to his waist, and the back of the Canglin Clay was exactly aimed at the position of the Dantian, which was not bad at all.

“What should I do next?”

Although he was ready, he had no reaction at all. He Chong was a little confused, "Do you want to aim the Tang sword at the Liulan needle or touch it?"

I tried it according to my own idea, but it was useless at all. He Chong was really as big as a fight. At such a critical moment, he still couldn't find any clues.

The God's middle finger has also been used, and it is still the same as before, and it has no use. He doesn't even know what to do to absorb the martial arts in the Tang sword.

Just as his forehead was covered in mud, the basement door was suddenly opened again, and Xiong Pengfei, sweating profusely rushed in.

"What's wrong?"

When He Chong saw him coming, he instinctively thought something had happened, "Can you no longer hold on outside?"

"no!"

Xiong Pengfei quickly shook his head, speaking at an astonishing speed, "But the barrier is almost gone, and it will be finished in ten minutes at most."

"There will be a hard battle next, you must hold on!"

The more I don’t want to happen, the earlier it comes. This time is earlier than He Chong expected, “Wait for me to come out!”

"kindness!"

Xiong Pengfei nodded, but said, "By the way, Wu Junhao asked me to tell you that there is a formula for starting the Star Thunder Fairy Ferry. As for what the formula is, he doesn't know, he only knows it exists in the eight major sects."

After saying that, Xiong Pengfei turned his head and ran out, and the gate was locked up to death again.

"Must?"

He Chong was stunned, as if he had an impression in his mind, "And it is still in the eight major sects?

What can it be?"

The middle finger of God was moved again, without any prompts at all. He Chong was a little disappointed. He looked at the time and saw that there were still five minutes left before the barrier was about to break through.

"Hurry up!"

He Chong forced himself to think, "If it really can't be absorbed, everyone here will die. People from the five major sects, Pinggu, Yushu, Menghu, Pengfei, the head of the Chu family and Xia Qianqin, will all be killed... Hum?

Xia Qianqin?"

Thinking of this, He Chong was suddenly stunned. He thought of something that the two sisters Xia Qianqin had said before. Their master taught them that there was an inexplicable mantra before ancient martial arts, which was meaningless and extremely confusing.

"Is that the mantra of Xinglei Xiandu?"

He Chong's brows stretched out, and he deliberately remembered the mantra at the beginning, so he could recite it.

The more I think about it, the more I feel it is possible. After all, Emei is also one of the eight major sects, and their master is even the descendant of the former head. Maybe what I taught was the starting mantra of Xinglei Xiandu.

"The offering is only me, the God of Thunder shines in the sky, and it is nothing, and the world is full of life.

Take the eighth side of the square, and send it to Mars, the road is empty, and the underworld is earth!"
Chapter completed!