The third prince Ming's eyes were filled with killing intent, and he tightly grasped the iron fence in front of him with both hands, then let out a low cry, and pulled towards both sides.

The provocative guy was startled at first, and then he couldn't help bursting into laughter: "Look, everyone, is this guy stupid?"

"Brother, this is made of ten-thousand-year-old ghost iron. It cannot be opened by brute force alone, and it is immune to all ghost energy. You should not waste your efforts."