Perhaps in the face of the pressure of life and death, Xia Chen's mind seemed particularly clear, and he could even feel that his thinking was extremely active. Every thought was equivalent to the epiphany of dozens of days of retreat in the past, which consumed a lot of nutrients.
Fortunately, Luo Sheng Bao Dan was running and providing enough medicinal power. Otherwise, there would be no need to wait for the water pressure to squeeze him to death. The consumption of thinking alone would be enough to put Xia Chen into a permanent sleep.
This kind of behavior is the craziest trial, equivalent to dancing on the tip of a knife. Every breath pushes Xia Chen to the limit.
Suddenly, Xia Chen's heart moved and he focused his attention on the small rapids and ripples deep under the sea.
"There is nothing on the bottom of the sea. If there is anything strange, it is these tiny rapids and nameless ripples."
"Due to the strong water pressure, the seabed surface is very flat and smooth, with almost no slope, just like the bottom of a swimming pool. This is because the water pressure is too high, and all raised parts have been flattened."
"If this is the case, then no matter what the reason, the rapids and ripples should be the same everywhere. If they are slightly different, it means there are changes in the seafloor structure."
"If there are changes in the structure of the seafloor, it can only be the ancient teleportation array."
"So, as long as you find the changes and differences in the torrent and ripples, it means you have found... the ancient teleportation array."
Thinking of this, Xia Chen's heart suddenly became brighter than ever before. Even the anxiety caused by the pressure of life and death suddenly disappeared a lot.
In the dantian of the Yuan Shen, the cornucopia emits bright green light. The speed of copying the Nine Netherworld Patterns suddenly accelerated rapidly, and it was already as thin as a layer. The reduction speed of the Nine Netherworld Patterns, which was less than a few inches, also slowed down.
"Huh? Father, your cultivation seems to have changed. The speed of the formation of the Nine Nether Marks has obviously increased." Qinglong's surprised spiritual thoughts came.
Xia Chen nodded, and he also felt that his cultivation level seemed to have increased. Whether it was the terrifying water pressure at the bottom of the sea or the pressure of life and death in time, his power limit increased again in a short period of time.
However, there was no time to check his own cultivation. Xia Chen opened his mind and carefully searched for the differences between the undercurrents and ripples in the sea.
The destruction speed of the Nine Netherworld Patterns has only slowed down, not reached a balance. Once they are all gone, he will still die without any suspense.
"How much time can be extended this time, Qinglong?" Xia Chen asked while searching for the rapids and ripples.
"It's been extended by ten breaths, father, you have to work harder." Qinglong said with a bitter smile.
Xia Chen's face froze. He felt so good just now, but he only extended it by ten breaths. It seemed that he really had to work hard.
"Father, you are not fighting alone. You have to live and survive. Don't forget that you still have four children." Qinglong chattered again.
"Yes." Xia Chen sighed, "You still have a lot of mothers. I can't abandon you no matter what."
"I really like Qiu Shui's mother, she is the most beautiful." Qinglong said immediately.
"I think Qinglian's mother is good, gentle and virtuous, well-educated and quiet. She is suitable to be my father's wife." When Xia Chen's wife was mentioned, Suzaku suddenly joined the conversation.
"I like Yunxuan's mother, she has a lot of charm and her breath is very enjoyable. Didn't you notice that the way my father looked at her was very different?" Baihu said in an authentic voice.
"Father looks at each mother differently." Xuanwu was silent for a long time. Finally he couldn't help it, "The most different thing is Mengzhuniang. Mengzhuniang is so good, bold, straightforward and hot, if any female turtle can follow
I can't bear it for a long time now if I confess like this."
"I don't dare to look for the tigress, lest she slap me to death." The white tiger trembled for a while and said with dignity.
"You are all actively pursuing me, so I don't have to. I have to wait for the proud male to chase me, so I won't dump him." Zhuque Gufang said admiringly to herself.
Qinglong pouted: "Do you still have any pursuits? Like me, Qinglong, I have never thought about love at all. I want to be my father's good son forever, worrying about my father's worries, and rejoicing in my father's joy."
"Flattery." White Tiger and Suzaku Xuanwu said disdainfully.
"Shut up!" Xia Chen really wanted to shout. They are both descendants of fairy beasts, so why are there such big differences?
Suo Feiyan is also the reincarnation of a phoenix, but what they are pursuing is a handsome human guy like me who plays with humans and beasts. How good of you, you actually pursue beasts, you are really rotten wood that cannot be carved.
However, Xia Chen also knew that the four beasts deliberately spoke like this to share the pressure in his heart, so as not to lose their calm judgment due to anxiety.
They are really four good sons... Xia Chen sighed quietly. From the day after tomorrow, the four holy beasts have been with him. Whether they are alive or dead, they have no complaints about him. This kind of relationship is probably like that of father and son.
It may not even be possible.
He quickened his pace because the undercurrent and ripples in front of him suddenly changed slightly, which was invisible to the naked eye and could only be felt with spiritual thoughts.
The four holy beasts instantly became silent, they knew the importance very well.
"There are still fifteen breaths left, father." Qinglong said solemnly.
Something strange flashed through Xia Chen's mind, and he strode across it. Every step he took was like penetrating a great steel wall. The Nine Netherworld Patterns on his body silently emitted white sparks, and then disappeared.
The changes in the undercurrents and ripples are getting bigger and bigger, many undercurrents are becoming more rapid, and the ripples are getting closer and closer, cutting Xia Chen's spiritual thoughts into pieces. Although he has recovered with the best treasure pill, he still cannot avoid the heartbreaking pain.
But Xia Chen was completely unaware that his spiritual thoughts were constantly being broken and resurrected, and they were gradually becoming tougher and stronger.
This is the same as when he slashed Chen Mengzhu's mind with a sword that split the sky. There is no reason why the apprentice can withstand it, but the master cannot.
"There are still ten breaths left." Qinglong said calmly.
As soon as it finished speaking, Xia Chen saw an ancient teleportation array in front of him.
This teleportation array is dark and has a radius of about tens of feet. The control stone platform in the middle is engraved with many nameless patterns. It can be seen at a glance that it has a long history.
I don’t know what kind of material the teleportation array is made of, but it is actually safe and sound under the sea millions of miles away.
You must know that the water pressure of millions of miles has far exceeded the space storm. Xia Chen did not dare to take out the Luo Sheng Pan. If it was destroyed, he would not even have a place to cry.
Xia Chen did not rush over because the teleportation array was surrounded by countless torrents as thick as arms and ripples as big as millstones.
The smallest torrents and ripples can easily penetrate his spiritual thoughts.
These rapids and ripples are dozens of times larger than normal ones. If you hit one, you can imagine the consequences.
Xia Chen carefully put his spiritual thoughts through the gaps between the torrents and ripples, and probed the ancient teleportation array, and his heart couldn't help but tighten.
After a breath, my tightened heart finally returned to normal.
The ancient teleportation array is normal and can be activated as long as there are enough middle-grade Yuan stones.
If there is another fork in the ancient teleportation array at this time, then we really can only wait to die.
In the storage space, Yuan Stones have already piled up like mountains, and they are all middle-grade Yuan Stones. Before coming to Wanlunhai, Xia Chen had considered that the ancient teleportation array might need higher-level Yuan Stones, and deliberately obtained them from Yuan Stone Mines.
I dug up a batch and now it is really put to use.
"There are still five breaths left." Qinglong's voice was still calm.
Xia Chen took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and took out almost all the magic weapons in the storage space, covering him outside his body. There were no less than tens of thousands of middle- and low-grade magic weapons wrapping him up, forming a circle that was dozens of feet tall.
sized balls.
Click, click, click... As soon as this wedge treasure was taken out of the storage space, it was crushed by the terrifying water pressure at an incredible speed.
Xia Chen jumped towards the teleportation array.
The water pressure surged forward with huge torrents and ripples, just like a hammer hitting an egg, crushing the indestructible magic weapon into pieces.
However, Xia Chen took out too many magic weapons at once. Even with the three-pronged approach of water pressure, rapids and ripples, all the magic weapons could not be destroyed immediately.
"Four breaths." Qinglong said.
Xia Chen wore a series of gorgeous sparks, endured the severe pain of his spiritual thoughts being cut into thin threads by ripples, and accurately landed on the ancient teleportation array.
The magic weapon layer that was dozens of feet thick just now was only a few feet thick in an instant.
"Three breaths." Qinglong said.
Xia Chen raised his hand, and endless middle-grade Yuan stones surged out and fell into the center of the jade platform of the ancient teleportation array. A total of ten million middle-grade Yuan stones poured in within one breath.
"Two breaths." Qinglong said calmly.
The ancient teleportation array emitted bright light, instantly illuminating the seabed space for hundreds of miles in radius, clearly illuminating the undercurrents and ripples.
Only then did Xia Chen discover that those undercurrents and ripples were actually caused by unbalanced water pressure. Because the pressure was too high, the scissor difference between the undercurrents and ripples formed was particularly terrifying.
"There is still one breath left." Qinglong said.
Xia Chen put his hand on the jade platform, and a cold and vicissitudes of life flowed into his heart along the palm of his hand.
Boom! All the magic weapon layers on his body were torn into nothingness by the water pressure, and the thin Nine Netherworld Patterns also disappeared in an instant. There was nothing left to protect him.
"The time has come." Qinglong said.
All Xia Chen's feelings suddenly seemed to disappear, even the five senses disappeared, leaving only an ethereal feeling. The moment the terrifying water pressure was about to fall on him, the light of the teleportation array enveloped him.
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Two forces with different attributes but the same terrifying force pulled him. Finally, the power of teleportation moved a step faster. With a sudden sound, Xia Chen's figure disappeared without a trace on the teleportation array.
After the light disappeared, the teleportation array returned to calm, and the seawater surged in, forming countless ripples and undercurrents.