After thinking about this, Tang San felt slightly relaxed.
Under his guidance, the ice boat continued to travel among the large warm-colored flowers, avoiding the range of cold-colored flowers, and quickly went deep inward. There is no doubt that their team is the only one who does not gather towards the exit.
Team.
According to the information given by Xu Ziran, the frequency of singing in Hell Garden was relatively low at the beginning. Although the specific interval cannot be determined, the overall trend is that as the closing time of Hell Garden becomes shorter, the singing will increase.
The higher the frequency, the more dangerous it is in the Hell Garden.
Therefore, although the number of warm-color flowers has decreased, the overall number is still very large, and they can still be basically connected together.
The ice ship continued to move forward. Without the suction from the ground, Wu Bingji's consumption was also reduced a lot. When it entered an area covered with a large area of warm-colored flowers, Hometown used Time Acceleration to further increase the speed of the ice ship.
Tang San did not join the accelerating ranks. As the core of the team, in addition to guiding the direction, the more important thing is to guard against risks that may arise at any time. After all, in this mysterious hell garden, no one knows what they will encounter.
to what.
Gradually, they moved away from the direction of the exit. The large light beam in their field of vision gradually became smaller as they moved away, but it was still clearly visible.
The crystal egg didn't show any guidance anymore, it just emitted a faint silver light and remained calm in Tang San's hands.
Every two hours, Tang San would let his companions take a break to maintain their best condition.
During the rest period, he also went to the edge of the cold and warm flowerbeds alone, releasing bad luck again to determine the direction in which the ripples of bad luck were converging.
He found that the further he advanced, the area covered by warm-colored flowers began to decrease, and the density of the ripples of doom became larger and larger. He didn't know how far away from the center point it was, but after passing close
After a day of traveling, Nuansehua has begun to be unable to connect.
When encountering this situation, Bingzhou could only break through forcefully and use all his energy to open the way. Tang San used the Liger Golden Gang to open the way and quickly rushed through the area covered by cold-colored flowers to reach the next patch of warm-colored flowers.
Wu Bingji and the others finally knew how terrifying the area was in Lengsehua. The most terrifying thing was not the attacks. Those attack methods were at most equivalent to attacks launched by sixth- and seventh-level monsters. What was terrifying was that they came from nowhere.
The absence of devouring power will greatly increase their consumption. If they hadn't purchased a lot of heavenly materials and earthly treasures to replenish their vitality and bloodline power before coming in this time, they might have been unable to survive.
The speed of advancement also began to slow down because it had to face the attack of cold-colored flowers.
When they passed through the third cold-colored flowerbed that they had to pass through, the second song finally sounded.
Tang San tried to feel the changes in the ripples of doom. The ripples of doom became obviously denser, and the warm-colored flowers continued to decrease.
Tang San frowned. If this was the case, even if they arrived at the center of the ripples of doom, would they have to face attacks from cold-colored flowers along the way when they returned? Even if it was pure consumption, they wouldn't be able to bear it.
Get up!
There was hesitation in his heart, and he subconsciously looked at the crystal egg in his hand.
"Go!" A strange situation happened. As if he felt the hesitation in his emotions, thoughts came from the crystal egg again.
Tang San's spiritual thoughts came out, "Can you ensure that we can return safely?"
"Yes!" Can Nian replied concisely and concisely, but Tang San discovered that when Can Nian sent out these two thoughts, it was obviously much weaker than before, and seemed to be dissipating.
There was an invisible pressure in the Garden of Hell, and Tang San could feel that if spiritual consciousness appeared in this place, there would probably be huge risks.
Therefore, he could not determine whether he could lead his friends out of here alive if he tried his best.
Especially if you continue to go deeper.
Tang San sent out his spiritual message again, "We will continue to move forward, but if I feel that we will not have enough time and ability to return, we will have no choice but to terminate our journey. Your Majesty, after all, we have to survive."
Crystal Egg didn't respond this time. I don't know if Can Nian was too weak or if he recognized what he meant.
The crystal ship continued to move forward, and Tang San himself really hoped to explore the secrets of this unique space.
He asked Cheng Zicheng to start accelerating with all his strength, Wu Bingji to maintain the ice ship, and the time in his hometown to accelerate at full speed, speeding up their progress as much as possible.
When breaking through the range of those cold-colored flowers, Tang San released the Liger Golden Gang to a greater extent, protecting his friends and minimizing their consumption. Although his own consumption increased, the endless nature of Xuantian Kung made him
There is also sufficient recovery speed.
When the song sounded for the third time, the light pillar representing the exit could only be seen in the distance. And Tang San and the others now had to pass through a cold-colored flowerbed of several hundred meters every time they advanced almost a kilometer.
The trip started to become more and more difficult.
When we arrived at this area, the ripples of doom seemed to have covered everything, so dense that it was almost impossible to distinguish the direction.
Tang San knew that they were probably getting closer to the center of the ripples of doom.
After enduring the third song, everyone rested on the spot and gradually recovered.
Cheng Zicheng asked Tang San: "Xiao Tang, which direction should we go next?"
Tang San raised his hand and pointed in one direction, "Over there..." When he finished saying these two words, his voice suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Zicheng saw something was wrong with him.
Tang San put down his hand, hesitation appearing in his eyes.
Others also sensed something was wrong with him and looked over one after another. Wu Bingji said: "Is there anything wrong? Tang San."
Tang San frowned and said, "The direction is that direction. But, in that direction, I can't feel the presence of warm-colored flowers."
Yes, in his mental perception, the direction in that direction was full of cold color, seemingly boundless cold color. Moreover, the distance that his mental power could detect was also greatly compressed.
"This..." This time, even Wu Bingji hesitated.
They passed through the area of cold-colored flowers again and again, so they were deeply afraid of the omnipresent devouring. If they broke into an endless cold-colored flowerbed with no place to stay, then they would face
Yes, there are endless attacks. The most important thing is that they don't know how long it will take to rush through that area. Where is the end point.
"Elder brother, you stay here and don't go any further. Just wait for me here." Tang San said decisively.
"Ah? How can this be done? How can we let you take risks alone?" Wu Bingji said immediately.
Tang San shook his head and said: "Elder brother, this is the best choice. As you know, I am stronger. Since there is no place for warm flowers to rest, it means that if we go deep into it, we will not be able to rest.
time. I can last longer, and if I am alone, my speed will be faster. I will control my progress according to the time I can persist. Once I feel that I am beyond my ability, I will
Withdraw immediately. If we all act together, once one of you is exhausted, we will make up for each other, and it will be more difficult to escape. It will be much easier for me to do it by myself."
Wu Bingji wanted to say something more, but Tang San had already rushed to say: "Senior brother, don't worry, I will definitely not seek death on my own. I will definitely come back safely. The singing has sounded three times now, and I predict that the singing will sound again next time.
