When the first light of dawn shone on Lin Chong's body, he didn't know where he had gone, but what he knew was that this should be the edge of the Tianshan Mountain, or rather, this was the end of a huge mountain range extending from the Tianshan Mountain, leaving only a low mountain bag, and in the whistling wind, all the edges and corners of the mountain had been flattened.

Standing on the top of this low mountain, Lin Chong overlooked the main peak of the towering Tianshan Mountain, it is hard to imagine how it stood in this northwest desert, how many winds it has experienced, and how many such unusual heavy snow empowerments, even at the end of this kind, the snow is still falling, burying the whole earth, as far as the eye can see, it is all silver and white.

The constant exhaustion from his body, his eyelids couldn't stop fighting, and in the end he couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep deeply.

This cold wind blew, straight to hit the goosebumps, in the distance that could not be seen, it was the sun in the wind and snow exhausted its strength, and finally climbed up to the sky, but under the thick dark clouds, the sun could not shine on the earth, only from time to time between the dark clouds, there was a trace of sunlight penetrated down, and a little bit of it sprinkled on Lin Chong's body, bringing a little warmth.

The snow was falling, and I don't know how long, I could see the sunrise and sunset, and then the sun rose again, Lin Chong woke up slowly, not to mention the headache, the whole body was like a broken frame, It was difficult to even move, and what made him feel even more uncomfortable was that the spiritual power in his body was almost empty, and even his recent wind and sand and rocks, he couldn't sense it, just like he was just a mortal at this moment.

Coughing a few times, Lin Chong turned his head to look at everything around him, the snow had stopped, and his body was covered with a thick layer, some of which had melted and frozen, and some of which had become water, flowing all over his body, extremely cold, and he struggled to get up, as if he had exhausted all the strength in his body, Lin Chong sat paralyzed on the ground, the sun was blurred, Lin Chong squinted at the sun that had just risen, and the light was beginning to appear.

At this glance, I don't know how long, maybe it's his own sake, I don't know how long this time has passed, the wind around has already stopped, the head has been moving with the sun, at this time it has also been raised, the sun has hung high overhead, the scorching sun has broken through the layers of dark clouds, shining on this earth, the snow in the desert is melting rapidly, converging into a stream, flowing under the feet of Lin Zhong.

In the same way, countless water vapor was scorched out by the sun, making the air full of dampness and heat, and the scattered dark clouds remained, gradually turning white, floating in this sky.

The gentle breeze, the feeling at the moment is so cool, obviously it is so cold in the early morning, obviously there is still heavy snow under the feet, and the ice water is flowing, but the lingering hot sun in the sky is the temperature that no one can resist all over the world.

In the haze, Lin Chong saw that on the distant hills, an arc-shaped translucent aurora rainbow appeared among the clouds, gently shallow, if the pastel, soaked in the blue sky at this moment, sometimes the wind blows, looming.

Different from the ordinary colorful rainbow, this rainbow hazel is slightly yellow, the edge is a piece of silver-white, not arch bridge-shaped, straight down, gradually become so low, in the yellow sand, in the sunlight is so dazzling, yearning, as if it can be from this straight up the road of Changhong, climb the stairs, and go straight to the place of the sun.

Foolishly looked at it for a moment, this foggy sky, but at this time it changed again, in the distant and unknown place, another aurora appeared in the eyes, as if it was across the world, from one end of the world to the other, absorbing all the soft colors of the world, and finally in the high sky, frozen in the clouds, through the sun, sprinkled countless bright spots, brilliant and brilliant, and another aurora, forming a wide and extremely colorful empty door, standing in front of Lin Chong.

In the breeze, the gate crumbled, as if it would disappear at any time, and at that moment, Lin Chong seemed to not feel the pain in his body, and raised his right hand, as if to stop something, but it was so empty and powerless. However, what is surprising is that the wind blows, but everything does not appear as imagined, and the aurora is stable.

The raised hand was fixed on the spot, the corner of the white eyebrows smiled faintly, and he forgot everything else, withdrew his hand, stood up, and went to the gate step by step.

From a distance, I couldn't see how Lin Chong walked over, in the sunshine, the snow and yellow sand, one by one, the torment of ice and fire, but he came to the end.

In the aurora, where the gate opened, Lin Chong raised his head, nothing, and his outstretched hand couldn't touch the color, although there was no spiritual power in his body, and he didn't know how to get to this distance, but Lin Chong was obsessed with it.

The wind on the back is full of light, sometimes changing, all the colors are out, but not the same, flickering non-stop, but under the hanging sun, everything is just rotten grass fluorescence, can not be seen.

In addition, in Lin Chong's body, slowly, spiritual power poured out from all parts of the body, although it was only little by little, but in the end, it still gathered together and ran the entire meridian.

It seems that everything is instantaneous, the aurora is just a mirror after all, fleeting, and when the sun sets, the sun sets, and the faint yellow light is sprinkled on Lin Chong's body, but it can be seen that he is soaked all over, and the sweat on his forehead is not direct, like the small river.

With a long breath, Lin Zhong laughed, everything disappeared, without the temperature of the sun, the ice and snow that had already melted solidified again at this time, and countless streams were cut off and buried under the thick ice and snow.

Lin Chong pulled it out to listen to the wind, and gently stroked the sword body with his left hand, rusty, but at this time it gave Lin Chong an unprecedented serenity, the blades of the sword were already broken, and the tip of the sword was almost impossible to see the sharpness of the beginning, maybe a piece of tofu could not be cut.

Sighing, Lin Zhong snapped his fingers, picked up his sword, and walked in the long stretch of ice and snow and yellow sand, behind him was a hill that was split into two pieces by whom, and by whom.

In the sky, there was thunder and lightning, and the sky fire fell, bombarding the ground, splashing snow and sand, covering people's eyes, and it was no longer clear where Lin Chong was going.