Where there are red butterflies, there must be a dry wind, Wang Lin looked at the mountains and looked around. Qianfeng's cultivation is in the middle stage of infant transformation, and with Wang Lin's divine sense, if the other party wants to hide, it will be difficult for him to detect it.

Wang Lin's eyes were calm, and he shook his fist towards the red butterfly. Said loudly: "Red Butterfly Daoist, long time no see!"

Not far from the mountain peak, the red figure. The color of the void was rich, she glanced at Wang Lin deeply, her figure flickered, and she flashed down directly from the mountain peak, and in a blink of an eye, she appeared outside Wang Lin.

After approaching, the emptiness and confusion in the eyes of the red butterfly immediately appeared in Wang Lin's eyes, Wang Lin's face was ugly, although he had known what happened to the red butterfly for a long time, and he had also noticed the existence of the red butterfly when he fought with the dry wind on the edge of the Vermilion Bird Continent.

However, today is the first time he has encountered it since the last decisive battle with Red Butterfly.

From the eyes of the red butterfly, Wang Lin saw. It's just a dead silence.

At this moment, the red butterfly is still beautiful, but in her, Wang Lin can no longer see the high-spirited and proud generation of beautiful women back then. The red butterfly of the year, a generation of Tianjiao in the snowy country, a talented person who has turned into a god for a hundred years, in her eyes, Wang Lin is like an ant, and the entanglement between the two. Little by little. It slowly expanded, and finally came to the day of the decisive battle.

Even so, in Wang Lin's heart, he still respects the red butterfly, and this respect is an affirmation of the opponent.

At this moment, the former opponent ended up like this. Wang Lin couldn't help but sigh secretly, the so-called things are people, and this statement is not bad at all.

Compared with the present, Wang Lin hopes to see the proud and stunning red butterfly back then, and fighting with that red butterfly is the step towards the peak of life.

Wang Lin sighed lightly, put away the emotion in his heart, looked at the red butterfly with his eyes like electricity, and said flatly: "Dry wind, come out!"

Red Butterfly stood there, looking up at the sky. Hollow eyes.

"Zeng Niu, Qian Mou has no time to entangle with you today, since you have also found here, then we will see you on the top of Lingshan!" The voice of the dry wind came from the surrounding nothingness. Wang Lin turned his head suddenly, looked at a mountain range in the distance, and saw a black figure, where it was like a violent wind, appearing and whistling away. Its target is the Lingshan Mountain, which is located in the center of this place.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed with coldness, he snorted coldly, his body shook, and he was about to rush to Lingshan.

"Red Butterfly, don't you want to fight Zeng Niu again everywhere, today, I will give you this opportunity to kill him!" Qianfeng's arrogant laughter came from afar, and his figure was like lightning, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

"Zeng Niu, you old friends get together, let's reminisce about the old and come again, wait for Qianmou to take out his soul, and then come to clean you up!"

The hollow color of the red butterfly's eyes swept away, revealing a deep battle intent, his body panicked, blocked in front of Wang Lin, without saying a word, his right hand slapped the storage bag, and suddenly a red long sword appeared in his hand.

At the same time, a monstrous aura suddenly burst out from the red butterfly's body, this breath. It is not weaker than Wang Lin at all, and there is a hidden immortal power on her body, obviously, this woman's cultivation, even if she has not yet reached the infant transformation, is not far behind.

"Zeng Niu!" A cold voice came out of Red Butterfly's mouth, and his gaze was fixed on Wang Lin.

Wang Lin frowned slightly, and glanced at this woman, he was not in a hurry to find Qianfeng, he guessed that it was unlikely to appear here. Wang Lin frowned slightly, and glanced at this woman, he was not in a hurry to find a dry wind, here he guessed that it was unlikely that a spiritual mountain would appear, after all, if it was really a crystal of cultivating stars, there would definitely be no spiritual mountain.

Red Butterfly's eyes flashed, and the red long sword in his hand swung forward, and immediately the sword was taken out of his hand, bringing a strong wind, turning into a red lightning, breaking through the air, and at an extremely fast speed, it instantly fell towards Wang Lin's eyebrows.

Wang Lin stepped back, wiped the storage bag in his right hand, and the forbidden flag was in his hand, and with a shake, countless prohibitions flew out of it, forming a forbidden composition in front of him.

The red lightning suddenly slammed into the layers of forbidden protection, and immediately there was a earth-shattering rumbling sound, reverberating wildly, and scattering in all directions.

The earth set off the wind and sand, filling the sky, in this wind and sand, only to see the red mang, the figure of the red butterfly. Galloping out, she didn't know when an extra red ice cube appeared in her hand, and this ice cube emitted a cold aura, which immediately filled the surroundings. As the red butterfly approached, suddenly. The battle intent in the red butterfly's eyes flickered, and a deep sadness came out of her eyes, and her lips trembled as she rushed out.

"Kill '''''''''' I ''''''''''"

A faint voice came softly from Red Butterfly's mouth, but immediately, the sadness in her eyes was swept away, and it was replaced by a deep war intent!

The momentum was like a rainbow, and he went straight to Wang Lin and rushed forward.

Wang Lin's heart was shocked, he heard the voice of the red butterfly, and looked at the red butterfly's gaze, which became complicated.

Red Butterfly is proud, her pride is passed from the bones, it is passed from the soul, and her whole life is a proud rose.

She hid a deep trace of sanity, and would rather die than endure such a life.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, and in the face of the red butterfly that was rushing like a rainbow, he stretched out his right hand, grabbed the void, and suddenly one after another forbidden qi immediately roared out from the forbidden flag, emitting bursts of forbidden light. Condensed in his hands.

A huge black spear about three feet long. Streams of black qi emanated and took shape in his hands.

Holding the spear in one hand, Wang Lin's eyes were like lightning. looked at the red butterfly, his body moved, turned into an afterimage, and stabbed out with a shot.

Under a single shot, there was a burst of whistling sounds that broke through the air, like a ghost crying wolf, from the tip of the gun, and the sound was transmitted tens of thousands of miles away. The ice cube in Red Butterfly's hand suddenly pressed towards the center of her eyebrows, and suddenly, a red light flashed from the center of her eyebrows, but she saw layers of thin red ice, which immediately spread from the center of her eyebrows at a speed visible to the naked eye. In an instant, the entire body was enveloped, forming a red armor!

This armor is red all over, exuding bursts of cold air, under the reflection, it shows the beauty of the red butterfly, at this moment she seems to be a war fairy in the fairy world, the red light on the armor flickered, and a black whip suddenly appeared in her hand.

Kunji whip! This whip was given to him by the dry wind. Let her fight against Wang Lin's things.

A strange light fell from the red butterfly's eyes, and the whip in her right hand flicked, but she heard a banging sound coming from where the whip passed, and then the whip looked like a dragon. The expenses came out, and with the posture of the red butterfly, he flashed towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, the spear moved, and at the same time as the shot was stabbed, his body stepped back, and his hands pinched. A whisper in his mouth, and then, a strange wind containing immortal power suddenly appeared, whistling past with the spear, chasing forward. Kunji whip and spear suddenly bombarded together.

"Boom"

It was as if the sky was falling apart, and the whips and guns were staggered. A violent impact spread to all sides, Wang Lin's figure was like a send-off, motionless, those wind and sand that spread like angry waves, at the moment when they rushed towards him, they were swept up by the strange wind, and with a more violent impact, they rolled back and rushed towards the red butterfly.

This scene was as fast as lightning, and after the Kunji whip in Red Butterfly's hand collided with the spear, it immediately came out of its hand, turning into a black lightning bolt, and suddenly shook it off, penetrating the strange wind wave that came back from it. Towards Wang Lin.

But hearing a snap, Wang Lin's figure quickly retreated. Directly withdrew from Baizhang, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and he said softly: "Kunji Whip!"

He had gotten this whip once, but in the end he had to hand it over, and when he saw it again, he was determined to get it!

Looking at the red butterfly again, in the strange wind and waves, the body involuntarily retreated, and the red armor on its body immediately exuded bursts of extremely cold aura, and these auras spread frantically forward. I heard a click coming from the void. The strange-shaped ice sculptures, like sharp thorns, immediately condensed and formed in mid-air.

This cold air actually froze the wind and air waves, making them change from invisible to tangible!

Wang Lin stared at the armor, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Red Butterfly raised her right hand and put a little on the ice sculpture in front of her, and suddenly clicked all the ice sculptures. Cracks suddenly appeared on its surface, and the cracks spread wildly, almost in the blink of an eye. There is no smoothness on the entire ice sculpture. With a thud, the ice sculpture shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.

"Killed...... I ......" Red Butterfly's eyes showed a look of struggle, and her face radiated a deep pain.

At this moment, around her body, Kunji Whip was like a dragon, swimming around, and the red armor on his body exuded bursts of coldness.

Wang Lin looked at the red butterfly, nodded silently, his right hand touched the storage bag, and a huge battle axe immediately appeared in his hand, the moment the battle axe appeared, the sky suddenly darkened, and all the light was condensed on this battle axe.

Purple lightning flowed on the battle axe, flowing along Wang Lin's arm and flowing all over his body, and a crackling sound suddenly came from Wang Lin's body.

At this moment, there was a fighting spirit that had never been seen before. Condensed in Wang Lin's heart.

This battle axe, which was summoned by the ancestor of the troll clan before he died, was the weapon of the ancestor of the troll ancestor under the corpse Yin Sect of Zhao State, after Wang Lin got it, he was originally going to use it for the deity, but now the fairy sword has lost its sword soul and cannot exert its magical powers, and he does not want to use the soul flag, at this moment, only this battle axe is the most suitable weapon!

The red butterfly looked at Wang Lin, her mouth opened slightly, and a red light flew out of her mouth, and she immediately caught the wind. Transform into a crystal clear red rose. Floating in front of it.

The red rose bloomed instantly, and a wisp of red smoke drifted from its stamens during the bloom, and a red butterfly faintly fell from it.

This figure, with a strong pride between his eyebrows, is exactly the same as the red butterfly in Wang Lin's mind.

"Zeng Niu, let's make a move!" The phantom of the red butterfly in the cigarette, his eyes revealed pride, and he looked at Wang Lin