Billion-Fold Return: With Your Hands in Your Pockets, There Is No Rival!

Chapter 342 Su Changge Smiled Awkwardly, so What if There Is a Lock, Can It Stop Me?

Huang Jiulong was furious.

He pointed at Wang Wei's nose and scolded him, "The Holy Soldier is fine, but what if the corn is accidentally cut? Such precious corn, if it turns to ashes under the power of the Holy Soldier, we will have worked in vain! Have you thought about this? Ah?"

Wang Wei was silent.

Yes, the Holy Soldier is so powerful that the entire Taifeng might be flattened to the ground with one blow, not to mention the corn here.

"What should we do then?" Hu Han frowned and said, "Did we steal it for nothing?"

Sikong Tu also said with a depressed look, "Do we have to carry it back and plant it again for Du Yun?"

Huang Jiulong was helpless. Looking at these golden corns that could only be seen but not eaten, he sighed and said, "Let's do this. I'll call Master over. Maybe he has a way."

Hu Han and others thought for a while, and finally nodded, "That's the only way."

Huang Jiulong opened the window, looked at Lu Wanhong's residence, raised his hand and sent a voice transmission.

In his voice transmission, he told the whole story.

Not long after, Lv Wanhong came running over excitedly!

"Hahaha, apprentice, well done! Beautifully done!"

Lv Wanhong smiled happily and said proudly: "Steal! Steal as much as you can! It's best if you steal everything she grows every time!"

In his opinion, if a man doesn't work for himself, he will be killed. He was afraid that Huang Jiulong would steal less!

He then took up two corn stalks and stuffed them into his sleeves to fill his pockets.

But because the corn stalks were too big, he couldn't stuff them in, and in the end he had to let it go.

"Let me try."

Lv Wanhong walked around a corn stalk several times, looked left and right, stared, and then "bang" punched out, the air flow vibrated, and in a flash, the punch hit the lock hard.

"Buzz~"

The black iron lock made a buzzing sound, and the power of this punch disappeared without a trace like a mud cow into the sea.

"Can't break it?" Lv Wanhong frowned.

But the next moment, he laughed out loud: "I just don't believe it!"

"Bang, bang, bang!!!"

He punched out three times in succession, each punch was more powerful than the previous one, and the power of the punches was so powerful that it was shocking!

The space was distorted by the punches!

But when these punches hit the lock, it was as if they had hit the hardest thing in the world. There were only a few "cracks" and the lock was fine. Instead, Lv Wanhong's fist was broken, bones exploded, and blood flowed!

"Um..." Lv Wanhong screamed in pain.

Huang Jiulong and the other five looked at each other when they saw this.

Zhang Zongbao suggested: "Why don't we six work together?"

"Okay!" Lv Wanhong was extremely depressed and responded.

Then the six people worked together, Lv Wanhong pulled the lock body, and Hu Han and the other five pulled the lock head, trying to break the lock abruptly.

"Ahhh!!!" The six people roared in a low voice, gathered their strength, and pulled hard, and the veins on their arms were exposed.

But the lock was fine!

There was no sign of cracking at all!

"This..." Seeing that they couldn't break it, the six people looked at each other, and they were helpless with the lock!

In desperation, Lv Wanhong gave up this method and tried other methods.

Chopping with a knife and burning with fire.

Steaming with hot water.

Heat expansion and cold contraction.

...

In an hour, he tried all his methods, but he couldn't do anything with the lock.

This lock couldn't be chopped with a knife, burned with fire, or eaten by oil and salt.

Lv Wanhong struggled until midnight, panting with exhaustion, and finally came to a conclusion: If you want to break the lock, you either go to Du Yun to get the key, or go to Du Sihai.

With Du Sihai's saint-level cultivation, can't he open the lock of the Immortal King?

"Damn it, I don't believe it. Let's go, let's go and find the peak master!" Lu Wanhong gritted his teeth, then waved his hand and led everyone to break through the air!

As soon as they left, Su Changge immediately found an opportunity and emerged from the shadow silently.

"What if there is a lock? Can it stop me?"

He sneered, raised his hand to take a corn stalk from the air, slapped it on the lock, and with a "hum", the lock was directly enlightened!

"I meet the Taoist master!" The lock was a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old.

"Open it yourself." Su Changge waved his hand and ordered.

"Yes, Taoist master." The girl unlocked it immediately.

Soon the lock core opened wide, and the corn cobs in the box were exposed.

Su Changge smiled happily and began to absorb.

"Hum~!"

"Hum~!"

"Hum~......!"

Under the absorption, Su Changge's spiritual power in the body rioted, as if he was infused with powerful power, his aura soared, and his momentum was like a rainbow!

But he was suppressed by his running cultivation.

Now we are on Huang Jiulong's territory, we can't make any noise.

Soon, the corn cob in hand absorbed everything, and the golden corns all became dull and turned into powder in the wind, leaving only bare corn kernels. I can give them to Huang Jiulong for him to burn as firewood, and I believe he won't mind.

Immediately, Su Changge looked at the locks on the rows of corn stalks, quickly enlightened them, and then began to absorb frantically.

"Buzz~!"

"Buzz~!"

"Buzz~!"

As the absorption continued, the corn cobs on the corn stalks were all absorbed, and the corn cobs became visibly thinner, and were completely absorbed.

In less than half a cup of tea, all the corn cobs were completely absorbed. Su Changge's body was full of spiritual energy and he felt very full. He felt that his life palace was almost filled!

Then, he patted his butt and left in style.

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