There was no sound inside, as if there was nothing inside.

Ling Bing listened attentively, and his divine sense did not give up wanting to get into those two small holes.

It's a pity that Demon Steel is worthy of being Demon Steel, with Ling Bingyuan's infant soul and foundation building stage cultivation, there is no way to pass the divine sense through that layer of walls.

However, just as Ling Bing wondered if Shi Xuan was lying, there was a gentle, almost imperceptible vibration from the wall made of demonic steel.

There is someone inside, who is telling the people outside in her own way that she is inside.

Ling Bing's spirits perked up.

"Fire Lady, are you Fire Lady?"

There was a slight vibration from the wall again, as if in response to Ling Bing's question.

"Is there anyone in there? Is it the Fire Lady?"

Yang Ye also walked to the side of the magic steel room, and stretched out his hand to sense the magic steel wall. Sure enough, there was a slight tremor.

"I don't know if it's the Fire Lady, but there are people inside, that's for sure. ”

Ling Bing looked at the entire room, stretched out his hand, and a fist-sized blue flame appeared out of thin air on his palm. Ling Bing flicked his hand and threw the flames onto the magic steel wall.

When the blue flame left Ling Bing's palm, it immediately changed from the size of a fist to the size of a basin, emitting scorching heat, forcing the elite disciples who had gathered around to take several steps back.

Although it looks unusually beautiful, the feeling of danger makes the onlookers breathe for a while.

This is the mutated fire! Or rather, this is the spiritual fire of the cultivators.

The flames clung to the magic steel wall, burning silently, and the heat made the air on the side of the debate seem to distort. However, when everyone's eyes were on the magic steel wall, they were disappointed to find that the wall was undamaged.

"Huh?"

Ling Bing let out a startled sigh. The spiritual fire emitted by the spiritual power of the cultivator is actually not able to do this magic steel, what kind of material is this? Why has she never heard of it? It seems that they don't have such materials in the Green Source Continent, right?

The blue flames burned for a full ten minutes before they suddenly vanished.

However, on the magic steel wall, except for the burned parts, which were terrifyingly hot, there was no damage at all.

"Jiujiu, don't waste your efforts, this is magic steel, the most mysterious material on the Blue Star at present, and there is no way to use it with the current technology and ability means!" Seeing that Ling Bing seemed to want to try again, Yang Ye stretched out his hand to stop her.

This material is extremely stable, not frozen by fire at all, and does not follow the principle of thermal expansion and cold contraction. It can't be broken, it can't be broken, except for tools made of his own materials, which can barely carve out some finished products, and he has almost no way to do it.

Ling Bing withdrew his hand, thought for a moment, and turned around and walked towards Hei Zhan's corpse.

Her divine sense had already probed the corpse of the black-robed man who had attracted it, and the other black-clothed men had bare hands without any ornaments. Only this black battle has a black ring on his thumb. Linked to the identity of the leader of the black war and the black robe, it is also a very normal thing to have a space prop.

The space ring has the spiritual imprint and genetic identification of the original owner, so that even if the space ring is lost, the contents will not be lost.

Ling Bing looked at the mark on the spatial ring. This way of recognizing the Lord can only be regarded as a relatively low-level way of recognizing the Lord, and for cultivators with strong soul power, breaking the mark of the original owner can only be said to be a small case. Ling Bing condensed the god into silk and reached into the ring, forcibly erasing the spiritual imprint left by the black war.

There was nothing of value in the space ring of the Black War at all, except for boxes and boxes of nutrient solution, there were all kinds of weapons and protective clothing. The space of the ring is not large, it is only five squares, and it is stuffed to the brim. However, Ling Bing still found a black safe in the corner.

With a wave of Ling Bing's hand, the black safe appeared in front of everyone.

The safe must be entered with a code, otherwise it cannot be opened at all. If you try to break it open, the safe will explode on its own. Not only will the contents be destroyed, but anyone who approaches it may also be injured.

But when it comes to cracking the code, Ling Bing is helpless. Technology or something, the most annoying, especially for the old antiques of Ling Bing from Luyuan Star, the original owner Hua Jiujiu because of his young age, has less contact, and he will only use technology products and will not understand, and he doesn't know why.

"This ...... Which of you can unlock the code of the box?" Ling Bing hesitated for a moment and asked.

"I'm coming!"

Immediately, one of the elite disciples took the initiative to stand up, and it was actually Ji Hao, who was the first to be pulled out by the ghost leopard, and his face hit the ground first.

Ji Hao is a child of the Ji family, every child born in the Ji family, regardless of whether he is engaged in research work in the end, but he has a certain scientific research ability. Coincidentally, Ji Hao is the best at cracking all kinds of brain programs and passwords. Therefore, in the Ji family, Ji Hao also has another nickname "Mouse on Skynet", referred to as "Mouse", which means that it is like a mouse on Skynet, drilled everywhere, but it is difficult to be discovered by others. Of course, this is also the inseparable relationship between Ji Hao and the artificial intelligence "handsome guy".

"Yes, let the rat come, he will definitely be able to crack the password of the safe!" shouted another disciple of the Ji family, who knew Ji Hao very well.

"Yes, yes, yes, the mouse is amazing, there is no password that he can't crack!"

Ji Hao was shy, and even the roots of his ears turned red. Especially when Ling Bing put his gaze on him, poor Ji Hao even turned his neck red. Ji Hao lowered his head, walked to the safe with his hands and feet, and squatted down.

"Hahaha, the mouse is shy. Hehehehe, you probably don't know yet, although Haozi is thirty-five years old, he is still a boy chicken! In our family, he also has a nickname 'Tong Zihao'! Look at his face, it's so red that he's about to drip blood!"

"Okay, okay, Ji Zhen, don't talk nonsense. The mouse is going to crack the code now, don't affect his emotions!" another older disciple of the Ji family said to Ji Zhen in a deep voice.

"Yes, Brother Yan, I won't say it!" Ji Zhen immediately smiled and said to Ji Yan, the older disciple of the Ji family.

Ji Hao stared at the safe with burning eyes and took a deep breath. In an instant, the whole person fell silent, and the blood red on his face completely faded.

He stretched out his hands, gently stroked the code screen, and took out a small object from his bag and attached it to the door of the safe. He put the headphones that extended from the little thing to his ear and began to concentrate on cracking the code.

All of them held their breath and stopped talking, for fear of disturbing Ji Hao's decryption.