Chapter 1117 (1/2)

Poof!

Luo Feng's words just fell, the iron pot ancestor endured the pain of the whole body, once again ejected a blood arrow.

What a bully!

Arrogant!

The iron pot ancestor's eyes showed despair and endless resentment. He roared wildly and hissed at the bottom of his voice, "Luofeng, you are the devil, you can't die well."

Luo Feng's eyes coldly stare at the iron pot ancestor, "aren't you good at divination? Why not today? "

"You wait to die!" The ancestor of the iron pot, with his blood red eyes wide open, roared wildly, "if you don't respect the order of the God of Luo, you are disrespectful to the temple of God Luo. If you are against the temple of God Luo, you will die."

Luo Feng steps a stop, eyebrows frown, "Luo God hall?"

He had the purple God order in his hand, but he had never heard of the order of the God of Luo, the hall of the God of Luo.

As for Mo Yuanwu, he once told him about the four king level forces in the heaven prison, namely, the eastern purple god palace, the Western evil tomb sect, the southern Danzhen hall and the northern Xueling mountain. Among them, there is the purple god palace which represents the purple God order, but there is no so-called Luoshen temple.

However, Yan came back and told Luo Feng solemnly that the hall of God of Luo was also a powerful force that could not be underestimated in the prison of heaven. It was much more powerful than Mozong. Moreover, the hall of God of Luo was all women.

Luo Feng's heart was instantly shaken, and his eyes were sharply fixed on the iron pot ancestor. "Is the woman in green who appears on the Jianfeng mountain from Luo temple?"

The corner of the mouth of the iron pot ancestor was blood. He was crazy and laughed, "you're dead, you're dead..."

It's like crazy.

The iron pot ancestor's martial arts were abandoned. At the moment, his eyes were filled with resentment, and there was no other point of mind at all.

Luo Feng's heart was shaking.

It must be!

Apart from jiuxuan tiannu, Xueshan sect can not have any relationship with Luoshen temple.

Yuluocha, most likely, is in the temple of Luoshen.

Yes!

Luo Feng's eyes suddenly brightened. Jiuchi Laodao once said that the place where yuluocha is located is all women.

Luoshen temple!

Luo Feng clenched his fist slightly, and immediately stepped into heaven prison.

However, he is not qualified.

Only those with strong shackles are qualified to enter that place.

What's more, Yan came back and said that there were super strong people in the temple of Luo God. They were not able to resist these terrible forces.

"One day, I will go." Luo Feng thought silently in his heart.

The faith in my heart has never wavered.

The hall of God of Luo may not be an insurmountable mountain forever.

The iron pot ancestor was defeated, and the whole snow mountain sect fell into a howl, a miserable cry, and the voice of begging for mercy rang out one after another.

Hell team, just like the Shura from hell.

No mercy.

"If the eldest brother's strength was not superior to the iron pot old dog, we would be slaughtered today." Iron face looks cold, one hand after another, abandoned one after another of the snow mountain sect disciples.

Step down the snow mountain!

Luo Feng is using his own actions to fulfill his promise.

Even if we become the public enemy of the martial arts, we will not hesitate.

After today, in the world of martial arts, everyone knows the bottom line of Luo Feng. Who dare to touch Luo Feng's bottom line easily?

Unless, see Luo Feng's body.

"Snow Mountain sect, it's over." From afar, some of the martial arts sighed.