In the blood pool, Lin Huang was swimming slowly, but he was just pretending.
It's not easy to be a mole, so why bother them.
He was really afraid of calling out the real mole.
Wouldn't it be nice to let them stay in the heart of the evil tribe?
Not long after... the evil legions in the blood pool were cleared away. But this was not the end. There were some hiding methods that the Evil Moon Spirit Dog could not detect.
The simple thing is that Lin Huang was not taken into custody after completing his mission.
He can move freely in the Prison Department.
After all, in this prison-suppressing department, they are all deviants in the eyes of the evil clan. The evil moon spirit dog is naturally able to detect strange auras, so running around is a normal thing.
Without incident, Lin Huang completely disappeared into the Prison Suppression Department.
It didn't take long for Lin Huang to discover clues about the entire Prison Suppression Department... There were hundreds of mountains, big and small, outside, but inside the entire mountain, they were connected to each other.
Like a large maze!
And what connects all the mountains, in addition to the mechanical gates between the mountains, is the bottom of the blood pool... It is actually not a simple blood pool, but a bloody underground river.
The forest wasteland swims in the underground river, passing quietly through various mountains.
He was actually a little pity.
Because he bombed dozens of evil palaces outside, but still nothing useful was revealed. He still didn’t know where the evil general Jun Qingcheng was imprisoned.
Now, he can only place his hope in the core area of the Prison Suppression Department.
That should be the most mysterious place of detention in the Seventh Temple, and Jun Qingcheng is likely to be among them!
…
After an unknown amount of time passed, Lin Huang suddenly stopped.
In front of him, a huge mechanism gate appeared at this moment.
The mechanical gate directly monopolized the entire cross-section of the Blood River and extended downward, as if dividing the entire Blood River into two parts.
Lin Huang stroked the mechanical switch and pressed it a little harder, but he didn't dare to make a mistake! Once he tried to break the mechanical switch, it would definitely cause turmoil, and the people in the Seventh Temple would definitely notice it.
Lin Huang followed the gate and swam towards the bottom of the Blood River.
Baizhang.
Thousands of feet.
Three thousand feet!
…
It took a full seven thousand feet for Lin Huang to reach the bottom of the gate. However, the gate was connected to the entire Blood River.
Lin Huang burrowed directly into the mud of the river, trying to bypass the gate.
However, that day, after advancing hundreds of feet in the mud at the bottom of the river, I hurried up and still hit the gate.
The mechanical gate cannot be hundreds of feet thick. We can only say that this should not be a mechanical gate, but a super iron box that sunk from the mountain into the river of blood.
Lin Huang walked out of the spirit dog's body, stretched out, and began to study the iron box.
According to the distance and orientation, this iron box should be the center of the entire Prison Suppression Department of the Seventh Temple... The fact that there is only such a thing here also shows its specialness.
Lin Huang put his hand on the iron box, and his vitality was quietly shaking. Then Lin Huang immediately withdrew his hand and frowned slightly...
The thing in front of him contained mysterious power. It could swallow his vitality and quietly dissolve his destructive power.
It seems difficult to break through from the outside.
Afterwards, Lin Huang sat up cross-legged in the river of blood, and his whole person entered an extremely ethereal state. The time, space, and years around him flowed rapidly.
Not long after, Lin Huang opened his eyes and shook his head, "The restricted area of time!"
He just wanted to go back in time and enter the space in the iron box before it was built. But after traveling forward for more than 100,000 years, the iron box has always existed.
And he could no longer move forward, encountering the resistance of the restricted area of time.
Lin Huang frowned and was helpless for a moment. The only two methods now, besides entering through the normal passage, was to try to break open the iron box directly with brute force.
But it was very noisy.
Buzz.
Buzzing…
Just when Lin Huang was at a loss what to do, the iron box suddenly vibrated and a buzzing sound came from inside.
Lin Huang's ear suddenly closed, but he was unable to detect anything more. The only thing he could detect was that there seemed to be a mysterious creature in the iron box, which had extremely powerful destructive power.
However, the iron box seemed stronger and only shook slightly.
Lin Huang shook his head, feeling troubled again. This iron box has been here for at least more than 100,000 years, and it still exists... It can only mean that the slight shaking has no effect on the iron box.
However, Lin Huang punched every time the iron box shook.
In the end, there was still no progress at all. Every punch he punched was as useless as hitting an iron plate when he was a kid.
At this moment, Lin Huang's heart couldn't help but sink. If Jun Qingcheng was really imprisoned here by the Seventh Temple, even if Hua Luoxue knew the location, she might not be able to break open the iron box in the shortest time.
After thinking for a while, Lin Huang took a deep breath, and while the iron box was shaking from the inside, he punched wildly.
He left two words on the iron box with his fist...
Of course, the writing cannot be left behind. All that can be left behind is the direction of the sound when the fist was struck.
The locations where all the boxing sounds are connected together form two words:
——Human race!
Afterwards, Lin Huang held his breath and carefully distinguished the vibrations in the sound of the iron box. He was just trying it out. Who was imprisoned in the iron box?
Moreover... if he transmits the signal in this way, the existence inside may not be able to distinguish it.
He could only take a gamble. If he really had no other options, he could only seek a frontal breakthrough.
Buzz.
Buzzing.
Buzz.
…
The iron box was constantly vibrating and making a buzzing sound. Lin Huang's brows furrowed more and more tightly, and then suddenly relaxed. The place where the sound came from the iron box formed a word in Lin Huang's eyes:
yes!
Lin Huang then punched...
...Jun Qingcheng?
The iron box vibrated continuously.
no!
——Is there a woman imprisoned in it?
No!
——Have you ever seen a woman?
That's too much!
——Hong Yi, was arrested not long ago!
No!
——Oh, then I’m leaving.
Lin Huang felt happy and worried in his heart. If Jun Qingcheng was imprisoned in an iron box, he really didn't know how to rescue him. But where is Jun Qingcheng now?
etc!
The iron box began to vibrate again.
--What?
Lin Huang asked.
Aren't you going to rescue me?
——How long have you been detained?
I don’t know, Emperor Jintian, Qin Zheng, Feiyue, Hongtian... I was born in the same era as them!
hiss……
Lin Huang suddenly took a breath of cold air.
His eyes widened and he was completely confused.
Who is contained in the iron box? He was born in the same era as Hongtian Shenming and others... and he does not respectfully call him a god.
——Human gods?
Lin Huang asked.
Was!
There was a response in the iron box, making Lin Huang's eyes widen... God!
In the Prison Control Department of the Seventh Temple, a human god is actually imprisoned?!
——But how can I save you?
Lin Huang asked.
Soon, there was a response from the iron box, but Lin Huang felt a little cold: