Because the tornado was exactly the same as the one that appeared on the sea in Anhui.

It rushes across the world, and directly compares the fire tide that swept across the grassland into a jumping flame in the vast forest.

Chen Lin tightly held the hardwood bow in his hand, shook his wings on his shoulders, flew down quickly, and took the people to the semi-charred bushes behind him.

Fang Chen ran and turned around. When he saw the snow-white tornado, his face turned pale as well.

He ran desperately into the bushes without turning his head.

However, the snow-white tornado was almost a phantom. Not to mention Fang Chen and Jinfan were running underground, even Chen Lin, who was flying in the sky, was caught up by the tornado behind him in a blink of an eye.

Chen Lin shook his wings and dragged them away for a while.

Turning around, he saw Fang Chen and Jinfan and his group had been swept in. Through the wind wall, he could still vaguely see the figures on the opposite side.

Chen Lin immediately turned around, but as soon as he stretched out his arm, he saw a blue color suddenly burst out from the wind wall opposite the tornado.

Then Qing Hong shook his wings and flew out with Fang Chen and Jinfan, wrapped in a blue colour.

Chen Lin quickly went up and took the person over. The person suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but before the breath could be relaxed, the snow-white tornado behind them suddenly expanded.

They "eat" the three of them and Qinghong directly.

Fang Chen and Jinfan almost instantly lay on Qing Hong and spread the green wind ball, but in front of the snow-white tornado, they were pulled into the sky without even a second before they flew up.

The fire wings behind Chen Lin were instantly sucked a little disfigured. Chen Lin gritted his teeth to maintain it, but the flames on the fire wings behind him were still being sucked away. Chen Lin, who was sucking more and more, reached out to hold his bow and shot an arrow.

The fire tide rushed out with the phoenix shadow and hit it head-on.

However, this tornado seemed to be without a real shape, and the phoenix shadow roared out.

The fire tide gradually faded, Feng Ying let out a light whistle in confusion, and then turned around and plunged into the snow-white tornado.

And it was like it didn't feel the surrounding wind wall, and it easily bumped into it.

Chen Lin couldn't help but shrink in his eyes.

Fengying could hold it? Chen Lin shook his head, no, it should be that this snow-white tornado could not hold the illusory Fengying.

Fengying flew in and walked around him, without a single end
Chapter completed!