Where there is a red butterfly, there must be a figure of dry wind. Wang Lin's eyes flashed and looked around. The cultivation base of dry wind is in the middle stage of infant change. With Wang Lin’s spiritual knowledge, if the other party wants to hide, he is very It's hard to detect.
Wang Lin's eyes were calm, and he held his fist towards Red Butterfly. Loudly said: "Friend Red Butterfly, long time no see!"
On the mountain not far away, the red figure. The color of emptiness was strong, she took a deep look at Wang Lin, and her figure flickered, shimmering directly from the mountain, and in a blink of an eye, she appeared outside Wang Lin Baizhang.
As he approached, the emptiness and blankness in Red Butterfly’s eyes were immediately reflected in Wang Lin’s eyes. Wang Lin looked ugly. Although he had known what had happened to Red Butterfly, he had also noticed it when he fought dry wind on the edge of the Vermillion Bird Continent. To the existence of the red butterfly.
However, today is the first time he really met since the last decisive battle with Hongdie.
Wang Lin saw it from the eyes of Red Butterfly. It's just a dead silence.
The Red Butterfly at this moment is still beautiful, but in her body, Wang Lin never sees the vigorous and proud generation of charming girls. In her eyes, the Red Butterfly, the arrogant of the generation of Snow Country, and the talented figure who transformed into a god for a century, Wang Lin looked like an ant in her eyes, an entanglement between the two. Little by little. Slowly expanded, and finally came to the day of decisive battle.
Even so, in Wang Lin's mind, he still respects Red Butterfly, and this kind of respect is an affirmation of his opponent.
At this moment, the opponents of the past ended up like this. Wang Lin couldn't help but sighed inwardly. The so-called things are not humans, this is not bad at all.
Compared with the present, Wang Lin hopes to see the proud and stunning red butterfly that year. Fighting against that red butterfly is the step towards the peak of life.
Wang Lin sighed lightly, put away his inner feelings, his eyes were like electricity, looked at the red butterfly, and said flatly: "Dry wind, come out!"
Hongdie stood there, looking up at the sky, with hollow eyes.
"Zeng Niu, Ganmou has no time to entangle with you today. Since you also found this place, then see you on Lingshan!" The sound of dry wind came from the surrounding nothingness. Wang Lin turned his head abruptly, looking at a mountain range in the distance, only to see a black figure, there seemed to be a violent wind, whistling away behind him. Its goal is precisely the Lingshan in the center of this place.
A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, a cold snort, and his body shook as he was about to rush to Lingshan.
"Hongdie, didn't you want to fight Zeng Niu again before? Today, I give you this opportunity to kill him!" The dry wind's arrogant laughter came from a distance, and his figure was like electricity, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. .
"Zeng Niu, you old friends get together, let's relive the old and come again, wait for Ganmou to take out his life and soul, and then come to clean up you!"
The hollow color of the red butterfly's eyes swept away, revealing a deep fighting spirit, panicked, blocking Wang Lin, without saying a word, slapped the storage bag with his right hand, and suddenly a red long sword appeared. In its hands.
At the same time, a monstrous breath suddenly burst out from Red Butterfly, this breath. She is not weaker than Wang Lin, and she has a faint celestial power lingering in her body.
"Zeng Niu!" A cold voice came from Hongdie's mouth, his eyes fixed on Wang Lin.
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 Lingshan would appear. After all, if it were really the crystal of repairing stars, there would definitely not be Lingshan.
The red butterfly's eyes flashed, and the red long sword in his hand was swung forward. The sword was immediately released. A strong wind turned into a red lightning, bursting out of the air, and instantly facing Wang Lin's eyebrows at a very fast speed. fall.
Wang Lin stepped back, with a storage bag in his right hand, and a forbidden flag in his hand. With a shake, countless prohibitions flew out of it, forming a forbidden protection in front of him.
The red lightning immediately slammed on the layers of forbidden protection, and immediately shook the earth with a rumbling sound, resounding crazily, and scattered all around.
The earth set off a wind and sand, filled the sky, in this wind and sand, I saw a flash of red light and the figure of a red butterfly. As she galloped out, she didn't know when there was a red ice cube in her hand. This ice cube exuded a cold air that immediately filled the surrounding area. As the red butterfly approached, suddenly. Red Butterfly's eyes flickered, and a deep sorrow emerged from her eyes. She was rushing out, her lips trembling lightly.
"Kill... I..." A faint voice came from Hongdie's mouth softly, but immediately, the sadness in her eyes was swept away, and replaced by a deep fighting spirit!
The momentum was like a rainbow, and he rushed straight to Wang Lin.
Wang Lin's heart trembled. He heard Red Butterfly's voice, and his gaze at Red Butterfly became complicated.
Red Butterfly is proud. Her pride is passed down from the bones and from the soul. Her life is a proud rose.
She hides a deep trace of mind, she would rather die than endure such a life.
Wang Lin took a deep breath, facing the red butterfly flying over like a rainbow, he stretched out his right hand, grabbed it in the void, and immediately screamed out from the forbidden flag, emitting bursts of forbidden light. Condensed in his hands.
A huge black spear about three feet long. Exudes a black air, forming in his hands.
Holding a spear in one hand, Wang Lin's eyes were like electricity. Looking at the red butterfly, his body moved and turned into an afterimage, which was pierced with a shot.
With a single shot, there were bursts of howling and howling, like ghosts crying and howling wolves, from the tip of the gun, and the sound spread tens of thousands of miles away. The ice cube in Hongdie's hand suddenly pressed toward the center of her forehead, and suddenly, a red glow flickered from the center of her forehead, but she saw layers of thin red ice spreading from the center of her forehead at a speed visible to the naked eye. In an instant, the whole body was wrapped, forming a red armor!
The armor is red all over, exuding bursts of icy air, and under the shining, the beauty of the red butterfly is even more visible. At this moment, she is like a war fairy in the fairy world. On top of the armor, there is a black flashing red light. The whip suddenly appeared in his hand.
Kun Chi Whip! This whip was given to him by dry wind and let her fight against Wang Lin's things.
A strange light fell in Hongdie's eyes, and he flicked the whip in his right hand, but heard bursts of popping from where the whip passed, and immediately after that, the whip looked like a dragon. The cost came out, and followed the red butterfly's figure, heading towards Wang Lin Lightning.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and the gun body moved. As the gun was shot out, he backed away, pinching his hands with both hands. He whispered in his mouth, and then, a strange wind that contained immortal power suddenly appeared, whizzing past and following the spear, chasing forward. Kunji whip and spear suddenly bombarded together.
"boom!"
As if the sky was cracking and the earth was cracking, the firecrackers were staggered. A fierce impact spread to the surroundings. Wang Lin's figure was like a sent, without moving. The wind and sand that spread out like raging waves were swept up by the whistling wind at the moment when it rushed towards him, making it even more violent. The impact, rolled away, rushed towards the red butterfly.
This scene is as fast as lightning. After the Kunji whip in Hongdie’s hand hits the spear, it immediately dropped out and turned into a black lightning. With a sudden swing, it penetrated the rewinding strange wind and waves. Pulled towards Wang Lin.
But hearing a snap, Wang Lin's figure quickly retreated. Withdrawing directly from Baizhang, his eyes flashed with strange lights, and he whispered softly: "Kunji Whip!"
He had received this whip once, but in the end he had to hand it over. Seeing this whip at this moment, he was determined to win it!
Looking at Hongdie again, in the strange wind and wind, his body retreated involuntarily, and the red armor on his body immediately exuded bursts of extremely cold auras, and these auras spread madly forward. Just listen to the sound of clicking from the void. The strangely shaped ice sculptures, like sharp thorns, immediately condensed and formed in the air.
This cold air actually froze the wind and air waves, making it from invisible to tangible!
Wang Lin stared at the armor, a glimmer of cold light flashed in his eyes.
Hongdie raised his right hand and placed a point on the ice sculpture in front of him, and suddenly all the ice sculptures clicked. Cracks suddenly appeared on the surface, and the cracks in the cracks spread wildly, almost blinking. There is no smoothness above the entire ice sculpture. The ice sculpture broke into pieces with a bang and fell to the ground.
"Kill... I..." Hongdie's eyes showed a struggling color, and his face was full of pain.
At this moment, around her body, the Kunji whip looked like a dragon, walking around, the red armor on his body exuded bursts of cold light.
Wang Lin looked at the red butterfly and nodded silently. His right hand touched the storage bag, and a huge battle axe appeared in his hand immediately. The moment the battle axe appeared, the sky suddenly darkened. The light was concentrated on this battle axe.
Waves of purple lightning flowed on the battle axe, flowing around Wang Lin's arm around his body, and bursts of crackling noises suddenly came out of Wang Lin's body.
At this moment, there was a sense of war that had never been seen before. Condensed in Wang Lin's heart.
This battle axe was summoned by the ancestor of the troll clan before his death. It was the weapon of the ancestor of the corpse of Zhao Kingdom. After Wang Lin obtained it, it was originally intended to be used by the deity, but now the sword has lost its sword. The soul can't exert magical powers, and he doesn't 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 glow flew out of her mouth. It immediately grew in the wind and turned into a crystal clear red rose. Floating in front of him.
This red rose was in full bloom instantly, and a wisp of red smoke floated from its stamen in bloom, and the figure of a red butterfly faintly fell within it.
There was a strong arrogance between the eyebrows and eyes of this figure, exactly the same as the red butterfly in Wang Lin's mind.
"Zeng Niu, let's do it!" The phantom of the red butterfly in the tobacco, with proud eyes, looked towards Wang Lin