Coming out of the cave, Ye Changsheng was already fully armed.

Dressed in white clothes, white boots, and white cloak, he was a cultivation outfit bought from the black market, and although the defensive effect was not as good as the two sent by the Refiner General Guild, it was not much worse.

The two talisman brands sent by Zixia Palace are also hung around the waist, with a simple shape, which is no different from the jade pendants worn by ordinary people, and there is no abruptness.

The Immortal Sword did not wear a scabbard, but was only painted with black lacquer, and the spirit snake sword buckle that had been cultivated for many days was hung on the hilt, which looked ordinary.

The crossbow had three arrows clasped and hidden in the sleeve of his left arm, and the black carving knife wore a leather sheath and was hidden in the sleeve of his right hand.

Behind him was the Wind God Bow, as well as twelve arrows that had been transformed by Ye Changsheng.

He wore a demon ring on his wrist, a rosary of carefree, a dragon seeking ring on his finger, and a spare space ring.

In addition, the little jade man that had just been harvested was also placed in the demon space by Ye Changsheng.

Ye Changsheng used his mind to rebind the little jade man to ensure that the blood spirit incarnation was activated as soon as possible.

As for the other magic weapons, such as the Magic Light Flying Sword and the Thunderstorm Bead, as well as the offensive and defensive weapons that Changsheng had harvested in the capital, they were all put away.

When Ye Changsheng came to the top of the peak, the magic bell and they were all ready.

A group of more than a dozen people, all dressed in black and with black scarves, is particularly conspicuous in the snowy world.

The Demon Gate advocates black, and for them, opening the Shura Gate Treasure is also paying tribute to the Second Ancestor Wuji Demon Venerable, and the importance of etiquette is far greater than the consideration of safety.

In Ye Changsheng's eyes, this is a little old-fashioned and cute.

He looked left and right, but he didn't find the figure of the divine sword protector, and then looked at these demon sect masters, and they didn't seem to show special respect to anyone.

When he was surprised, the magic bell said in a low voice: "Don't look blind, the Dharma Protector is by our side!"

Ye Changsheng nodded hurriedly, with the strength of the Divine Sword Danqing, it couldn't be easier to hide his body.

Opening the treasure is not a person who strides forward with a large group of people to play prestige, success is the most important thing, until the last moment, probably Shenjian Danqing will not make a move.

A tall man in black strode forward and said in a dark voice: "Young Master Ye, from now on, you have to obey the command of this seat, and the magic bell will protect you." ”

Although the man in black was masked, Ye Changsheng still saw the disgust in the eyes of the man in black, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and nodded.

It is true that among the sixteen people, his strength is the weakest, and he will inevitably be regarded as a burden.

If it weren't for the failure of the Demon Gate to open several times before and the heavy casualties, I probably wouldn't have agreed to his joining.

But since you have failed several times and many people have died, why can't you lower your posture a little bit?

While the sixteen people were talking, dozens of Demon Sect disciples were busy on the sidelines.

They drove sharp steel spikes into the ice, then tied sixteen ropes to them, and threw them under the cliffs on the side.

Ye Changsheng stepped forward with the magic bell, and only then did he realize what those people were doing.

Ye Changsheng had a strange expression: "You entered the iceberg from the middle of the cliff?"

Before the magic bell could speak, the black-clothed leader said coldly: "Just to carve out a passage, we have killed more than a dozen good hands!"

Although the ice and snow on Shura Peak are vast and the creatures are extinct, the glaciers that have gone through thousands of years have still given birth to some elemental lifeforms.

These elemental lifeforms of low wisdom are hidden inside the tough glacier, and when the disciples of the Demon Sect dug a passage into the interior of the iceberg, they were constantly attacked by elemental lifeforms, and many people died.

Even so, the black-clothed leader was very fortunate and deeply aware of his wisdom.

If their movement is too big, causing an avalanche or a glacial landslide, and the whole army is wiped out and destroys the treasure space, then there is no redemption.

Fifteen explorers put the lock of the rope on their waists, and only Ye Changsheng stood there in a daze.

The magic bell whispered: "Why are you standing stupidly, don't fall behind!"

The black-clothed leader also saw Ye Changsheng standing still, and couldn't help but mock: "Ye Changsheng, this is not the time for you to be afraid, this seat reminds you again, don't drag everyone down!"

As the person in charge of unlocking the treasure, the black-clothed leader was very aggrieved.

It's just that dozens of his subordinates have died, and he has done a good job, not to mention successfully entering the interior of the iceberg, and he has also broken eight prohibitions one after another.

As long as he was given a little more time, he would definitely be able to successfully open the treasure without Ye Changsheng's help at all.

Ye Changsheng was just an outsider, and his strength was low, it was nothing more than the secret of a little treasure that he was looked at differently by the sect.

Whether Ye Changsheng knew the key to opening the treasure was not yet known, but it was true that Ye Changsheng came to pick up the bargain.

Although he strongly opposed it, the sect still pulled Ye Changsheng in.

In this way, his authority as the person in charge of the opening was questioned, and his glory as the opener of the Second Ancestor's Treasure was also diluted.

Therefore, the black-clothed leader really didn't have a good impression of Ye Changsheng.

The other explorers also looked at Ye Changsheng with mockery and contempt, how could a coward who retreated from battle possibly win their respect?

In front of everyone's eyes, Ye Changsheng said helplessly: "I remember, I mentioned in the transcript of the notes I gave you that the Wuji Demon Venerable used the Demon God to carry it and sealed the treasure with the entire iceberg, but there was still an entrance and exit. ”

The black-clothed leader was disdainful: "More than two thousand years have passed, and even if there is a passage, it has long been sealed by ice, and it is not to be chiseled." ”

The magic bell knew Ye Changsheng better, and couldn't help but move in his heart: "Ye Changsheng, do you know anything?"

Ye Changsheng smiled bitterly: "Wuji Demon Venerable is a genius formation master, since he has left an entrance, it means that he does not intend to let the treasure of the Shura Gate never see the light of day, since he does not plan to let the treasure of the Shura Gate never see the light of day, then there must be consideration." ”

The black-clothed leader sneered again: "You seem to know the second ancestor very well, the second ancestor's mind, and in fact, you can be speculated by an outsider?"

The other deputy leader also said in a yin and yang strange manner: "Ye Changsheng, you have been talking nonsense for a long time, just talking and not practicing, but showing us a way." ”

Ye Changsheng nodded helplessly, turned around and walked towards the other side of the glacier.

Everyone looked at each other, and the magic bell hesitated for a moment, but still untied the lock ring hanging from his waist and chased after him quickly.

The black-clothed leader sneered: "Okay, let him toss for a while, save yourself from entering the iceberg, and he will cause us trouble again." ”

As soon as the leader's words fell, suddenly there was a sound of vibration under his feet, and a dull rumbling sound rolled in.

Fourteen figures flew towards them, looking at a neat passage leading to the interior of the iceberg, dumbfounded.

The black-clothed leader's face was pale, and he couldn't help but feel pain when he thought about the dozens of good hands who had died.

(End of chapter)