Chapter 290 The Real Desperate Situation

While fleeing in the lava, Shen Lang eagerly asked Tuoba Feng's clone: ​​"What is going on? Why did so many snakes suddenly appear?"

If there were only eight or ten red snakes, Shen Lang might be able to grit his teeth and fight them, trying to force his way through.

Even if there was a zero after this number, Shen Lang might have mustered up the courage to fight with his own strength and courage.

However, at this moment, the densely packed wall almost completely blocked the way forward.

The number was so large that Shen Lang dared not imagine it at all.

Everywhere he looked, there were red snakes, they were tightly together, as if forming an impenetrable barrier.

Although ants are small, they can bite elephants to death when there are many of them.

And the densely packed red snakes in front of him were just like countless ants.

If you are not careful and get bitten by one of them, the consequences will be disastrous.

Moreover, it is impossible to defend against such a large number of them.

He could not predict from which direction these snakes would attack, nor could he guarantee that he could react in an instant and resist their attacks.

Tuoba Feng's clone also showed a deep fear at this moment, and her voice trembled slightly as she said:

"It's all my fault. I didn't tell you clearly in advance. These red snakes usually move in groups, and they rarely appear alone."

"Usually, they gather together to form a large group. In such a group, they depend on each other and survive together."

"I should have reminded you when you met the first red snake, and asked you to be extra careful, because once one appears, it is very likely that there are more of the same kind around. But I neglected this point."

But it is really uncommon, so I forgot to remind Shen Lang.

"It has nothing to do with you. These snakes exist whether you say it or not."

The group of snakes behind him chased him closely, making a chilling "hissing" sound.

Shen Lang struggled to move forward in the magma, but his speed was no match for the red-skinned ground-flame snakes that lived in the magma for years.

Those snakes seemed to be integrated with the magma, moving flexibly in it at an astonishing speed.

Shen Lang did not care that the temperature of the magma was getting higher and higher as he went deeper. At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind, that is, to escape desperately.

If there were still people here at this time, they would see that Shen Lang had been roasted red.

His skin was dark red, as if it was a piece of iron burned red by high temperature.

Every inch of his skin was suffering from unimaginable high temperature torture.

As he fled, he hurriedly took out all the magic tools in the storage ring as a barrier.

Those magic tools flashed with various colors of light, forming a temporary protection around him.

However, it was just a drop in the bucket to resist the pain of the burning magma.

Those magic tools, without exception, could not last too long.

In this hot magma, the magic tools would soon be eroded by the high temperature and lose their original effectiveness.

Shen Lang couldn't help but feel some regret in his heart, his eyes showed regret, and he muttered to himself:

"You are right, the sky fire is indeed not what I can dream of now. I should have listened to your advice and left here earlier."

At this time, Shen Lang was indeed forced into such a dilemma.

Behind him was a group of snakes chasing him, and in front of him was an unknown danger and rising temperature.

He felt as if he was trapped in a desperate situation with no way out.

"It's over..." Shen Lang sighed.

His eyes dimmed, looking at his empty hands.

He had used up all the magic tools in the storage ring, and those treasures that he once regarded as life-saving straws had lost their function at this moment.

Each magic tool could not last long in this hot magma, and was eroded by the high temperature and lost its original function.

Some magic tools were directly broken during use, turned into fragments and dissipated in the magma, while some became twisted and deformed because they could not withstand the pressure of high temperature and could no longer play any role.

Not only that, all the pills that can be used to maintain the operation of spiritual power were also consumed by Shen Lang.

During his escape, he constantly consumed his spiritual power. In order to maintain his physical strength and combat effectiveness, he had to take pills to replenish his spiritual power.

However, now the pills have been exhausted, and he feels that his strength is gradually disappearing.

But this magma sea of ​​fire seems to have no end. The temperature is getting higher and higher, but the road is getting farther and farther.

His breathing is becoming more and more difficult. The pungent smell of sulfur in the air makes him feel suffocated.

He doesn't know how long he can hold on, nor does he know if there is a way out ahead.

"If you have a way to escape, go first, don't worry about me." Shen Lang said to Tuoba Feng's clone.

Looking at the hot magma around him and the group of snakes chasing him, he knew that he didn't have much hope.

At this time, Shen Lang was alone, with nothing on his body, and no magic tools or treasures to rely on.

The storage ring was also empty. The treasures and elixirs that were once full of them were now all used up.

During his escape, he kept using the items in the storage ring, trying to find a way to survive.

However, now everything was used up, and he no longer had anything to rely on.

Even his spiritual power was exhausted, and he felt as if his body was hollowed out.

The spiritual power he was once proud of was gradually consumed during this long escape.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Tuoba Feng's clone shouted sternly.

At the moment when Shen Lang was about to face the hot magma because of the disappearance of his spiritual power, Tuoba Feng's clone did not hesitate to use his soul power directly and quickly wrapped Shen Lang up.

The soul power was like an invisible shield, emitting a mysterious light.

As the soul power surged, it seemed that a powerful force was protecting Shen Lang.

Its existence was to protect Shen Lang, and it had been shouldering such a mission from the beginning.

No matter what kind of danger and predicament it faced, it would never leave Shen Lang behind.

"No, you can't hold on for too long if you do this." Shen Lang said hoarsely, his tone full of worry and anxiety.

"You will hurt your original soul power if you do this. You should know that once your original soul power is damaged, the consequences will be disastrous."

At this time, Shen Lang's entire body shrunk by half due to the high temperature.

His body became shriveled, and his skin was tightly attached to his bones.

The blood in his body almost evaporated and boiled out, and he could feel that his life was gradually slipping away.