Chapter 1117: Luoshen

Chapter 1117
puff!
As soon as Luo Feng's words fell, the iron kettle ancestor endured the severe pain in his whole body and spouted a arrow again.
Too much deception!
No one is defiant!
The ancestor of the Iron Kettle showed despair and endless resentment, roaring frantically, screaming from the bottom, "Luo Feng, you devil, you must die."
Luo Feng stared coldly at the iron kettle ancestor, "Aren't you good at divination? Why haven't you counted it to today?"
"Wait for death!" The ancestor of Iron Kettle opened his blood-red eyes and screamed frantically, "Disrespect to Luoshen Ling is to disrespect Luoshen Temple, to be the enemy of Luoshen Temple, Luo Feng, you are dead."
Luo Feng stopped, frowning, "Luo Shendian?"
He has the Purple God Order in his hand, but he has never heard of Luoshen Order, Luoshen Temple.
As for the four king-level forces Mo Yuanwu once told him about the Heavenly Prison Realm, the Oriental Purple God Palace, the Western Evil Tomb Sect, the Southern Pill Formation Hall, and the Northern Xueling Mountain. Among them, there is the Purple God Palace, which represents the Purple God Order. But no, the so-called Luoshen Temple.
However, Yan returned and rushed to Luo Feng with a solemn expression. The Luoshen Temple is also a powerful force in the Heavenly Prison Realm that should not be underestimated. It is much stronger than Mozong. Moreover, Luoshen Temple is all women.
Luo Feng's heart shook in an instant, and his eyes instantly stared at the iron pot ancestor, "On the sword peak, the woman in Tsing Yi who appears is from Luoshen Temple?"
The ancestor of the iron kettle is full of blood, he is crazy, laughing desperately, "You are dead, you are dead..."
Just like crazy.
The ancestor of the iron pot was abolished in martial arts, and at this moment there was only resentment in his eyes, and there was no other thoughts.
Luo Feng's heart trembled.
definitely is!
Except for the Nine Profound Heavenly Daughters, the Snow Mountain Sect could not have anything to do with Luoshen Temple.
The Jade Rakshasa, most likely, is in the Luoshen Temple.
Correct!
Luo Feng's eyes suddenly brightened. The Old Nine Momentous Dao once said that the place where the Jade Luosha was located was all women.
Luoshen Temple!
Luo Feng clenched his fist slightly, and couldn't wait to step into the realm of hell.
However, he is not yet qualified.
Only those with strong shackles are qualified to step into that place.
Moreover, Yan Gui said that it is rumored that Luoshen Temple has five superpowers in the Shackles Realm. Such terrible powers are simply not able to resist.
"One day, I will go." Luo Feng muttered silently in his heart.
The faith in my heart has never wavered.
Luoshen Temple is not necessarily a mountain that will never be surpassed.
The iron kettle ancestor was defeated, and the entire Snow Mountain faction fell into a mourning, crying miserably, and begging for mercy sounded one after another.
The team is like Shura walking out of hell.
Shot without mercy.
"If it weren't for the strength of the boss to surpass the old iron pot dog, we will be slaughtered today." The iron face looked cold, palm after palm, and abolished one Snow Mountain School disciple after another.
Stepping on the snow mountain!
Luo Feng is using his actions to fulfill his promise.
Even if you become a public enemy of the martial arts world, you will not hesitate.
After today, everyone in the martial arts world knows Luo Feng's bottom line, and who dares to easily touch Luo Feng's bottom line?
Unless, see Luo Feng's body.
"Snow Mountain School, it's over." The martial artist who was onlookers in the distance wailed and sighed.
"It's too cruel, Snow Mountain faction, not everyone offends Demon King Taluo."
"However, Luo Feng's relatives and friends never offended the Snow Mountain faction, but they were murdered by the Snow Mountain faction."
"In the final analysis, it's still talking with a fist."
boom!
The huge snow-capped mountain collapsed.
The Iron Kettle Old Ancestor was covered in blood, his eyes were full of resentment, and he stared at Luo Feng fiercely, wishing him bloodthirsty and eating meat.
"Luo Feng, you must not die." The iron kettle ancestor cursed desperately.
Luo Feng's eyes were indifferent, "You can wait."
"Wait, I will wait." The Iron Kettle ancestor roared frantically, his eyes filled with hatred.
The battle is over.
Luo Feng did not kill a single person, but the entire Snow Mountain faction was abandoned.
Since then, the Snow Mountain faction will be removed from the martial arts world.
And Luo Feng's name of the'Devil King' is truly true.
"Down the mountain."
Luo Feng did not stay. He was not interested in everything about the Snow Mountain School.
A group of people walked down the mountain.
Suddenly, a majestic sword intent fell from the sky.
The already extremely low temperature on the snow-capped mountains seemed to drop a few minutes suddenly.
Everyone stopped.
Look up.
The distant snow peak, a figure, came with a sword.
The middle-aged man in blue clothes, long flowing hair, eyes like swords, releasing fierce sword aura, indifferent and ruthless face, standing above the broken archway, his gaze slowly swept away, "Who is it, disrespectful to Luoshen Temple?"
At this moment, the ancestor Tiehu had his eyes glowing, his voice was sad, and he knelt down on his knees, "Worshiping the of Luoshen." Then, ancestor Tiehu had a fierce light flashing in his eyes, pointing to Luo Feng, "It is this child, ignore Luoshen Ling, destroy my Snow Mountain faction."
"Luo Shenshi?" Luo Feng raised his eyebrows and looked up at the blue-clothed middle-aged. He narrowed his eyes lightly and said softly, "Senior Yan, didn't you mean that Luoshen Temple only has women?"
"The core of the Luoshen Temple is all women, but the Luoshen Temple will also recruit some outer disciples for summoning, regardless of gender." Even though Yan Guilai has not been to the Heavenly Hell, he can stay in Guan. For thirty years, it is obvious that he will prepare for one day to step into the shackles and enter the hell, and he has an understanding of the major forces in the hell.
"This Luoshen's envoy should be the outer disciple sent by Luoshendian." Yan Guilai's eyes stared sharply at the blue-clothed middle-aged, and slowly said, "He hasn't reached the shackles yet."
Luo Feng felt it too.
The shackles are a watershed.
Luo Feng is confident that he is invincible inside.
"Luo Shenshi?" Luo Feng fearlessly, "I am not familiar with you Luoshen Temple, why should I respect you Luoshen Temple?"
Luo Feng was very uncomfortable with the posture of the Luoshen's envoy on the stage, with a high up look.
The blue-clothed Luo God Envoy looked at Luo Feng directly with a sharp sword in his eyes. Suddenly, the voice fell like a bell and drum, "Kneel down!"
At this moment, there seemed to be an invisible deterrent force that hit Luo Feng's soul directly.
Luo Feng's eyes appeared in a trance for a moment, but he reacted almost instantaneously. He narrowed his eyes coldly and stared at the Luoshen's emissary. Just now, it should be a strange method of attacking the soul of the other party. However, he obviously Underestimating the strength of Luo Feng’s soul, Luo Feng’s view of the interior has created an unprecedented golden body of ten thousand Buddhas. Although Luo Feng still does not know the magical function of this ten thousand Buddha golden body, any ghosts and sprites can never shake Luo Feng’s soul. .
"Huh?" Luoshen's expression showed a strange expression.
At this moment, Luo Feng had already started, and his body jumped, his fist took the Luoshen's envoy directly.
"The one who should kneel down is you."
Luo Feng shouted.
Standing on Jianfeng, the woman in Tsing Yi palms and swords. Today, I will collect interest first.