When the people ate the pills, their physical strength gradually recovered. Ye Ziheng took out some four kinds of magic weapons again and gave them to them.

"After 20 minutes' rest, you should recover your strength quickly. In 20 minutes, we will kill out. There may be a hard war waiting for us."

"But we can't break the iron door. How can we get out?"

As soon as ye Ziheng's voice fell, a disciple could not help saying.

But ye Ziheng is a smile, walked to the front of the cell door, heart read a move, his mind through the lock on the iron door, and then roughly simulate the shape of the lock core.

Then, ye Ziheng directly sat down, lit the fire with one hand, and took out the materials for refining the magic weapon with the other. In a few minutes, a fine key just made from the fire appeared in ye Ziheng's hand.

Ye Ziheng picked up the key and inserted it into the keyhole. With a slight turn, the iron door was opened so easily.

When they saw the man sitting down, they began to smile.

After opening all the iron doors, ye Ziheng went into Locke's room again, looked at the iron chain on his body, and began to try to refine the key on the iron chain.

"Brother Ye."

Locke seemed to think of something, suddenly looked at ye Ziheng and said.

Ye Ziheng looked at him.

"What's the matter?"

As he spoke, he used his mind to explore the key model of the chain lock.

"Did you see my brother when you were out there?"

Locke looked at ye Ziheng with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Ye Ziheng nodded.

"Yes, but he was badly injured and is still in bed."

As soon as Locke heard this, his face immediately showed a happy expression.

"It's just hurt, that's good. It's good to be alive. It's good to be alive."

Locke said, and the smile on his face gradually became calm.

Ye Ziheng did not speak, but quietly refined the key to the chain.

The key of the iron chain is more delicate than that of the iron gate, but it is not very difficult to refine. Ye Ziheng finally spent seven or eight minutes refining the key.

Then, ye Ziheng, one by one, untied the iron chains bound on those six grade martial artists, took out his mobile phone and took a look at the time.

"21:51"

now it's 9:51 p.m., but because the ruins are completely sealed up, the so-called day or night is no different for ye Ziheng and the people in the ruins.

Ye Ziheng picked up the mobile phone, two hands on the phone, "dada Da" a few times, made a few words, sent out.

"Start at 22:00."

And the object of this message is exactly those people who ye Ziheng found in the ruins before.

After waiting for a while in the cell, the time came to "21:56", ye Ziheng began to call the people up.

Because the location of the dungeon and the ruins are different, and the distance between them and the secret passage is also different, ye Ziheng asked the people on the other side of the cell to move a few minutes earlier, so that when they passed by, the people in the ruins would almost come out. It might be safer for two teams to act together.

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