Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 1081: Further Ling Tian, ​​Take a Step Back to Hell!

Before Xuanyuan Pavilion's announcement, absolutely no one could have imagined that such a massive action today would be the result.

Luo Feng was also very surprised, Xuanyuange old man? I don't even have this thought at all!

"No matter what, this is also a good thing. Once the old thief Ouyang dies, the interior of Xuanyuan Pavilion must be reshuffled, and even the old man will go back." The blood demon said excitedly, Luo Feng also glanced at the judge and the iron face, both The human look couldn't hide a touch of excitement.

He has special feelings for Xuanyuan Pavilion!

I think back then, Xuanyuan's top spot, the Hell team, the golden horse and the iron horse, swallowed thousands of miles, invincible, shocked all directions, what a happy life like that.

Just as Luo Feng once said in front of the old man...I once had a sword in my heart!

This is the sword of the country!

Kill all ghosts and sprites!

Deep in their hearts, there is still this sword hidden!

After dinner, Luo Feng went to Leiyin Cave.

Sanskrit sound is pleasant!

Luo Feng stood in front of the rock wall, looking at the Buddhist scriptures left by Master Lingjue. This time, he felt completely different. The front was like the vast sky and the ocean of stars, with layers of huge waves coming. To submerge Luo Feng.

A horrible coercion, head on like Mount Tai.

Luo Feng could hardly catch his breath. He stepped abruptly and then backed away. He quickly stabilized, adjusted his breath, and raised his eyes again, and his skin was full of golden luster.

The pressure drops sharply.

Meditation.

This time, Luo Feng really felt that this paragraph of Buddhist scripture contained the supreme mystery.

"The spiritual master of the year must be a peerless powerhouse!" Luo Feng was shocked, "Moreover, it is very likely that it is the existence of Shackle Realm."

"You are quite accurate." At this moment, a voice suddenly rang in Luo Feng's ear.

At this moment, Luo Feng's body's cold hair suddenly exploded, his body tightened instantly, his spiritual consciousness spread all around, and he suddenly turned around.

Elegant in white, with a folding fan in his hand, he looks personable. He looks like a scholar who has no power to bind a chicken, but he has extraordinary eyebrows, and his looks are flying. The breath that diffuses between his gestures makes people feel terrible.

Luo Feng did startle in a cold sweat.

With his current strength, even if he was concentrating on the Buddhist scriptures on the stone wall, it was impossible for someone to approach him without knowing, but this person appeared silently and quietly within three meters behind him. Moreover, the other party did not speak, he did not know. aware.

Powerful in shackles!

An idea exploded in Luo Feng's mind.

Under the shackles, Luo Feng is confident that he has no rivals, and the one who can do this is definitely the strong in shackles.

On the sacred list, the four strongest shackles!

Who is he?

Luo Feng was vigilant for a moment, his eyes fixed on the white-robed scholar in front of him. After all, one of the four strongest shackles wanted his life!

"Don't worry, I'm not Ouyang Wuji." The scholar in white is naturally Tang Daer's master, the first in the sacred list, the number one demon in the world, Mo Yuanwu.

Luo Feng's eyes remained alert.

Mo Yuanwu understood Luo Feng's thoughts, and it was impossible for him to relax and chat with an unidentified person who was far better than him.

"I am the master of your brother Big Ear." Mo Yuanwu revealed his identity.

Hearing this, Luo Feng's eyes flashed a shock.

Master of Big Ears!

he is……

Mo Yuanwu!

Luo Feng's nerves tightened instantly, Mo Yuanwu's name is the number one demon in the martial arts world. Although the image in front of him was far from the image of the big demon he had imagined in his heart, he was not good at appearance.

Luo Feng didn't think that with Tang Daer's relationship, he could be sure of it.

Mo Yuanwu looked at Luo Feng, and for a moment, his expression couldn't help but nod his head in admiration, "I thought that the talent of Big Ear, in the martial arts world, no one can match, I can't think of it, you today opened my eyes."

Luo Feng's mind was startled, "It seems that Senior has already arrived."

"Hmph, that little calf dared to escape secretly, of course I want to tie him back." Mo Yuanwu was indeed angry in his heart. How many supernatural arrogances were crying and crying for him to accept him as a disciple, but it was impossible. Well, thinking of slipping away all day long.

Luo Feng opened his mouth, but in the end he still didn't speak. They should settle the matter between their master and apprentice.

After a moment of indifference, Luo Feng couldn't help asking, "I don't know when Senior is going to take Big Ear away?"

"After meeting you." Mo Yuan said in a fog.

"So urgent?" Luo Feng was startled.

"Hmph, he didn't meet my requirements." Mo Yuanwu said, "Do I still let him toss around outside? Luo Feng, you must also remember not to be lazy. Here, you have a great opportunity to make ten thousand Buddhas. Golden body, you have a great chance to step into the shackles."

Upon hearing this, Luo Feng's pupils suddenly shrank.

Ten thousand Buddha statues!

Mo Yuanwu had a clear look at the situation on his body.

When Shakyamuni's relic appeared and returned to "The Brahma Thousand Pictures", Luo Feng got a great opportunity and stepped into the interior of the view, feeling that his body was being transformed at an extremely fast speed, becoming perfect.

"A martial artist in the inner realm has to go through four stages before he can begin to break the shackles and smash the chains of meridians." Mo Yuanwu said calmly, "These four stages are inward vision, health preservation, consummation, and golden body! There is only gold shaping! You can go further and break the shackles. Not this time, you will break through rashly and you will die."

"The golden body shaped by each warrior is different. Because of your encounter in Buddhism, you have molded the precious golden body of ten thousand Buddhas, which was impossible for the spiritual masters of the year." Mo Yuanwu looked at Luo Feng with a smile. "I'm a little looking forward to it. If one day, you see Master Lingjuan in the hell, how envious and envy he will be? Haha!"

Luo Feng's eyebrows suddenly raised, "Heavenly Hell? What is that place?" Luo Feng couldn't contain it, and there was an urgency in his heart.

He thought of the Jade Rakshasa taken away by the woman in Tsing Yi!

Hell!

This is a place Luo Feng has never heard of.

"Don't you know?" Mo Yuanwu was a little surprised. He kept guessing that Luo Feng's master came from the heavenly prison.

Luo Feng shook his head.

Mo Yuanwu swayed the folding fan in his hand, stood with his hand held, his eyes wiped the strange expression, and said lightly, "Further over the sky, take a step back to hell. That is the **** of heaven."

Further Ling Tian!

Take a step back to hell!

Mo Yuanwu's voice was very soft, but it was thunderous, Luo Feng seemed to feel a terrifying air of killing, sweeping the world.

A short cross, describing a place.

But it seems to be enough!

"Luo Feng, I'm here to warn you." Mo Yuanwu continued, "Don't just look at the three religions, the real world of martial artists, that is the heaven and hell!"

"Three religions are respected, it is a joke!"

"I tell you, the Three Sects are nothing but the product of being eliminated from the **** state!"