Yanhong

Where there is a red butterfly, there will definitely be Gan Feng's figure. Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he looked around. Gan Feng's cultivation is in the middle stage of the infant transformation. With Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness, if the other party wants to hide, it will be difficult for him to detect it.

Wang Lin's eyes were calm, and he clasped his fists at Hongdie and said aloud: "Fellow Daoist Hongdie, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

On the mountain peak not far away, the red figure was filled with a rich hollow color. She looked at Wang Lin deeply, and her figure flashed directly from the mountain peak. In a blink of an eye, she appeared a hundred feet away from Wang Lin.

As he approached, the hollowness and confusion in Hongdie's eyes immediately came into Wang Lin's eyes. Wang Lin's face looked ugly. Although he had known about what happened to Hongdie, he also noticed the existence of Hongdie when he fought with Gan Feng on the edge of the Suzaku Continent.

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

What Wang Lin saw from Hongdie's eyes was just dead silence.

The red butterfly is still beautiful at this moment, but Wang Lin can no longer see the figure of the beautiful girl who was so energetic and arrogant back then.

The Red Butterfly, a genius of the Snow Country, and a talented figure who has been transformed into a god for a hundred years, in her eyes, Wang Lin was like an ant. The entanglement between the two gradually expanded little by little, and finally reached the day of the decisive battle.

Even so, in Wang Lin's heart, he still respects Hongdie. This kind of respect is a kind of affirmation of his opponent.

At this moment, the past opponent ended up like this, Wang Lin couldn't help but sigh inwardly, saying that things are different and people are not bad at all.

Compared with the present, Wang Lin hopes to see the stunning red butterfly that year. Fighting with such a red butterfly is the step toward the peak of life.

Wang Lin sighed lightly, put away his inner feelings, looked at the red butterfly, and said calmly: "Dry wind, come out!"

Hongdie stood there, looking up at the sky, her eyes hollow.

"Zeng Niu, Gan has no time to entangle with you today. Since you have found this place, then see you again on Lingshan!" Gan Feng's voice came from the void around him.

Wang Lin suddenly turned around and looked at a mountain range in the distance. He saw a black figure, which appeared like a strong wind, whistling behind him. His target was the Lingshan Mountain in the center of this place.

A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, he snorted coldly, and his body shook, and he was about to rush to Lingshan.

"Hongdie, didn't you want to fight Zeng Niu again? Today, I will give you this opportunity to kill him!" Gan Feng's arrogant laughter came from a distance, and his figure disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Zeng Niu, your old friends are gathered together, so let's talk about the past and come back. When Gan takes out his soul, he will deal with you!"

The hollow color of the red butterfly's eyes swept away, revealing a deep fighting spirit. His body shook, blocking Wang Lin without saying a word. He slapped the storage bag with his right hand, and suddenly a red sword appeared in his hand.

At the same time, a surging aura suddenly burst out from the Red Butterfly. This aura was not weaker than Wang Lin at all, and there was hidden immortal power in her body. Obviously, this woman's cultivation level was not far apart even if she had not reached the infant transformation stage.

"Zeng Niu!" A cold voice came from Hongdie's mouth, and his eyes were staring at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin frowned slightly. When he looked at the woman, he was not in a hurry to look for Gan Feng. He guessed that Lingshan would not appear here. After all, if it was really the Cultivation Star Crystal, Lingshan would definitely not appear.

But now, I actually saw Lingshan. This matter was strange. Since Gan Feng wanted to explore the way, he would just go.

The red butterfly's eyes flashed, and the red sword in his hand swung forward. The sword immediately dropped out of his hand, bringing out a strong wind, turning into a red lightning, breaking through the air, and instantly landing at an extremely fast speed to Wang Lin's eyebrows.

Wang Lin retreated, and a storage bag with his right hand, and the forbidden banner was in his hand. With a shake, countless prohibitions flew out of it, forming protections composed of prohibitions in front of him.

The red lightning suddenly hit the layers of prohibition protection, and immediately a rumbling sound that shocked the sky and the earth echoed wildly, dispersing everywhere.

The earth was raising wind and sand, filling the sky. In the wind and sand, a red light flashed, and the red butterfly's figure rushed out. There was a red ice cube in her hand at some point. A cold air emitting from the ice cube, which immediately spread around.

As the red butterfly approached, suddenly, the fighting spirit in the red butterfly's eyes flashed, and a deep sadness emerged from its eyes. As she rushed out, her lips trembled slightly.

"Kill...I..."

A faint voice came from Hongdie's mouth, but immediately, the sadness in her eyes was swept away, and replaced by that deep fighting spirit!

With a rainbow of momentum, he headed straight for Wang Lin and rushed forward.

Wang Lin was shocked. He heard the voice of Hongdie, and his eyes at Hongdie became complicated.

The mind of the Red Butterfly has not been completely lost, and there is still a trace of hidden deepness and depth.

The red butterfly is proud, and her pride is passed down from the bones and from the soul. Her life is a proud rose.

She hid a deep trace of her mind and would rather die than endure such a life.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, and faced the red butterfly running towards him like a long rainbow, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed the void. Suddenly, he roared out of the forbidden banner, emitting waves of forbidden light, condensed in his hands.

A huge black spear about three meters long emitted black air, forming in its hands.

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

With one shot, a sound of howling through the air was brought out, like a ghost crying and a wolf howling, and it was heard from the tip of the gun, and the sound was transmitted several miles away.

The ice cube in Hongdie's hand suddenly pressed towards her eyebrows, and suddenly, a red light flashed from her eyebrows, but she saw layers of red thin ice spreading from her eyebrows at a speed visible to the naked eye, instantly wrapping her whole body, forming a red armor!

The armor is red all over, emitting a burst of cold air. Under the reflection, it shows the beautiful face of the red butterfly. At this moment, she looks like a war fairy in the fairy world. With a red light on the armor, a black whip suddenly appears in her hand.

Kunji whip! This whip is for her to the wind, letting her fight against Wang Lin.

A strange light appeared in Hongdie's eyes, and a whip was swung in his right hand, but bursts of bangs came from where the whip passed. Immediately afterwards, the whip was like a dragon, whistling out, and following the red butterfly's figure, it flew towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and the gun moved with him. As he stabbed him out, he stepped back, made gestures with both hands, and whispered. Then, a strange wind containing the power of immortality suddenly appeared, and roared past and followed the spear and chased forward.

Kunji whip and spear suddenly bombarded together.

"boom"

It was like the sky collapsed and the earth was cracked. As the whip guns intertwined, a violent impact spread around. Wang Lin's figure was like a pineapple, and it did not move. The wind and sand that spread like an angry wave was swept up by the roar of the strange wind, and rolled back with a more violent impact, rushing towards the red butterfly.

This scene was as fast as lightning. After the Kunji whip in Hongdie's hand collided with the spear, it immediately escaped and turned into a black lightning. It suddenly swung through the strange wind wave that was rolling back and pulled towards Wang Lin.

But with a snap, Wang Lin's figure retreated quickly and retreated a hundred feet away. His eyes flashed with strange light and he said softly: "Kunjibian!"

He had obtained this whip once, but in the end he had to hand it over. When he saw this whip again, he was determined to win it!

Looking at the red butterfly again, as the strange wind waves rolled back, his body involuntarily retreated, and the red armor on his body immediately emitted a burst of extremely cold aura. These auras spread wildly forward, and a burst of crackling sound came from the void. One by one, a strange ice sculpture, like sharp thorns, immediately condensed into shape in the air.

This cold air actually freezes the wind and waves, turning it from invisible to tangible!

Wang Lin stared at the armor, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The red butterfly raised his right hand and pointed it at the ice sculpture in front of him. With a sudden crack, all the ice sculptures suddenly cracked and cracked, and the cracks spread wildly. In almost the blink of an eye, there was no smoother place on the entire ice sculpture. With a bang, the ice sculptures shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.

"Kill...I..." Hongdie showed a struggle in her eyes, and a strong pain radiated on her face.

At this moment, around her body, Kunji whip was like a dragon, wandering around, and the red armor on her body emitted a burst of cold light.

Wang Lin looked at the Red Butterfly and nodded silently. He touched his right hand on 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 condensed on the battle axe.

Purple lightning flashed on the battle axe and flowed through Wang Lin's arms. Crackling sounds suddenly came from Wang Lin's body.

At this moment, a fighting spirit that had never been seen before was 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 Troll Clan under the Ziyin Sect of Zhao State. After Wang Lin obtained it, he was originally planning to use it for the deity. Now the immortal sword has lost its sword soul and cannot use its magical powers. He does not want to use the soul-honoring banner. At this moment, only this battle axe is the most suitable weapon!

The red butterfly looked at Wang Lin, his mouth slightly opened, and a red light flew out of his mouth, immediately growing in the wind, turning into a crystal clear red rose, floating in front of him.

The red rose bloomed in an instant, and a wisp of red smoke drifted from its stamens during its blooming, and the figure of a red butterfly was faintly revealed inside.

This figure had a strong sense of arrogance between his eyebrows and eyes, which was exactly the same as the red butterfly that had been in Wang Lin's mind.
Chapter completed!