As the fire receded, the surging cold air behind him rushed up.

Before Chen Lin could react, the cold air hit his body, extinguishing the fire on his shoulder that had not yet had time to be extinguished.

Well? Chen Lin shook his head suspiciously, and turned his head to look at the cold air that kept surging behind him.

It's weird!

He was not afraid of the cold, so he stretched out his hand and waved, and the flames that flew out of his right arm instantly burned a large part of the cold air.

It wasn't long before the chill around me poured in over the col.

Chen Lin felt that the fire tide had withdrawn far away, so he didn't chase it anymore, but turned around and walked into the cold air.

At first, he still needed to wave a flame behind him from time to time to dispel the cold around him, and slowly as soon as he walked in, the flames that jumped out of his body were pounced.

Passing through the white frost, a long blank corridor was left behind.

And Chen Lin also found out that the further he went, the colder the weather became.

After staying in the flames for so long, he became extremely sensitive to changes in temperature, and before he stepped on the desert, he felt that the cold around him had something to do with the moon overhead.

This god, not only sent the sun to the moths, but even the moon did not let them be idle.

Chen Lin scolded as he walked, and the desert that was blown by the cold air was easier for him.

The soles of his feet exerted slightly, and the hot ground gushing out of his palms scorched the ice under his feet, and the soles of his feet were half embedded in the ice, and he walked up to the sand dunes step by step.

As he walked, he thought proudly, this is convenient enough.

Then, before he could be happy, he saw something fluttering in the air not far from him.

He paused at his feet, then ran over with his legs raised, and just in case, he also condensed a fireball in the palm of his hand to protect himself.

As a result, when I got closer, I found that it was Qinghong who fell to the ground.

At this time, Qinghong was only the size of a basketball, and his eight wings were frozen, and his eyes were good, otherwise he would have died here if he was covered by this white mist.

When he picked up Qinghong, Qinghong could only move the tentacles on the top of his head.

Chen Lin melted the hollow fireball out and wrapped Qinghong in it.

When the ice on Qinghong's wings melted, he immediately asked, "What about them?" ”

Qinghong couldn't understand what Chen Lin was saying, but it also knew that he must be asking Fang Chen where they were.

Flapping his wings, he flew straight to the riverbank.

Chen Lin immediately followed, seeing that Qinghong was swept by the cold air around him from time to time, shivering from the cold, and pulled out a wall of fire in front of it.

Blocking the cold, Qinghong's speed immediately rose, and he looked back for fear that Chen Lin would not be able to catch up, but he saw that Chen Lin also flew up.

Staring at the pair of fire wings on Chen Lin's back for a second, he turned his head and flew quickly towards the riverbank.

One in the sky, one green and one red, quickly crossed two streamers.

Sun Shi felt that his legs had been frozen on the surface of the lake, and he was also groggy, and he could only see the back of Chen's head blocking him in front of him, as well as the pale cyan wind wall supported by Fang Chen's hand.

He looked around with a blank look for a while, and then stretched out his arm with difficulty, waved the corners of Fang Chen's clothes, pulled his bruised lips, and shouted hoarsely: "Leave it alone, go quickly...... Come on. ”

It's just that what he thought was shouting loudly was almost inaudible in the wind whistling around him.

He shouted a few times before Fang Chen turned his head and glanced at it.

Fang Chen's brows and nose were covered with a layer of white practice, but he still let out a low voice, "Be honest!" Then he turned around and continued to support the wind wall with Jin Fan.