Chapter 52

Chapter 52. Tianshan Holy Hwayeon (1)

The flames on the altar burned high.

Even though Tianshan Hwa-yeon didn’t start, people alone were enthusiastic.

It was because of the value of sanctification to those who live as members of the Cult of Heavenly Demon.

The flame of the celestial horse, which is often fortified by sex formation, is called torch.

But in the true sense, there was only one flame called torch.

Translucent flame burning on the altar, that’s the real torch.

The traces of the first celestial horse, also called torch, were left in the world.

With its appearance the members of the Cult of Heavenly Demon were enthusiastic. And so, that torch is the very foundation of Demonic Arts.

There was a strange power to stimulate and ring the souls of those who had learned Demonic Arts.

Cheon Ah-young, who looked at the sanctification, felt the same way as others.

Feeling heavily ringing one side of the heart.

‘That’s the torch.’

Cheon Ah-young had a slight sounding sound. It is warm and at the same time frenzied.

If you look at it from afar, how about the energy of sanctification near you?

Cheon Ah-young’s gaze turned to the young girl near the torch.

This year, seventy-seven women were washing their old bodies, gathering their hands together in front of the torch.

Torch and deity.

The torch is not open to the public except for special events such as Tianshan Torch.

Always quietly enshrined in the Shinto shrine.

Only two people on campus could ever face such sanctification.

The first is Cheonma, which can be called the Cult of Heavenly Demon.

He can go and see the torch at any time.

But that does not mean that we can have a special communion with sanctification.

Unlike such a horse, there is a being that can communicate with sanctification, and he is a new girl.

The young woman is chosen by the first-generation ladies and the sanctification and must live with only the sanctification and the thousand horses for life.

There can be no veto.

It meant that he could become a master of the celestial horse and become a hostess of the Cult of Heavenly Demon, but on the contrary, he could be a lifelong eagle studio if he didn’t get his eyes.

This new girl was the latter.

Fate of such a girl, it is not strange to see those who are sorry.

But the real girl was not at all dissatisfied with living with sanctification.

She felt happy just by sharing communion with communion.

Cheon A-young’s gaze at the torch and the young girl began to move slowly.

His gaze was in the highest place with sanctification.

It was still empty, but anyone could easily guess that the place was a thousand horses.

Only one person in the Cult of Heavenly Demon can sit in such a high position.

There was only Cheolwolcheon horse.

Cheon A-young’s eyes looking at the throne shook for a moment.

How hard have you been trying to get your father’s eyes and to take over the next generation?

In that sense, Chun-San Hwa-yeon was definitely a field of opportunity.

‘I must clearly show my skills this time.’

Cheon Ah-young clenched her fist. At the same time, a man’s seal was drawn in his head.

Not her father Cheonhui, a completely different face.

As his face was drawn in his head, Cheon Ah-young quietly chewed his name.

It was only from curiosity that initially interested him.

The curiosity he had because he suddenly became stronger with a hundred goodwill rank.

The next feeling I had was win-win. A win-win for trying to compete with a strong opponent.

Such excitement turned to jealousy as he showed his skills.

But now I admit.

‘The meteor is strong enough to be seen by the father.’

That’s why I wanted to borrow him and defeat him.

And I wanted to be recognized by my father.

Cheon Ah-young turned to that thought. At that time, Cheon Ah-young did not see.

Every time her eyes reach, the torch burns more loudly. … .

And just then, someone appeared on the highest throne.

It was the appearance of the True Moon.

Baiyunji looked around with a nervous look.

Soon after the appearance of Cheonma, Cheon Sanseong Hwayeon will begin.

By now, no appearance of luck anywhere.

‘What happened to the liquor?’

Baekwoonji chewed his nails like a habit.

Of course, the number of believers gathered here was large.

Isn’t it the situation that hundreds of thousands of Muslims flocked not only to martial arts but also to the commoners to see sanctification?

That number is enough.

I knew it would not be easy to find a meteor in this situation.

Nevertheless, Baekwoonji’s eyes were nervously chasing after the new model.

Baeun-ji, who was moving for a while, bowed his head in disappointment.

It was then that the celestial horse came up to the throne, and it was at that moment that a voice came from her back.

“Much stronger.”

Low but heavy, ripe ears.

The sound of white clouds turned his head, turning his head.

And there was a familiar face.

I noticed that my hair was a little longer than before, and my old, blackish clothes.

Yun Sung felt a bitter smile and felt Baiyun’s gaze pointing at his clothes.

Hearing the sound of the shout, he opened the light fast and came quickly, so he could not afford to change his clothes.

“Will I get some new clothes?”

Baiyunji asked as if he had guessed the heart of such a fortune.

The luck shook his head quietly.

“Did you come to participate in Chun San Hwa-yeon?”

Baiyunji nodded silently. Fortune was saying.

“Then I will not get my clothes but show good results.”

At the end of the meteor, Baiyun nodded again.

The clothes did not matter.

What matters is not how you look, but how your skills have grown.

Yunseong looked away from Baekyunji and looked at the thousand horses before the throne.

The Cheonma was giving an opening remark on the development and glory of Protestantism.

A strange ambition arose with the eyes of the galaxy looking at the sky.

‘How narrow have you been with me?’

It is still a long distance away.

For the revenge of the teacher, it is difficult without having enough skills.

The Supreme Place of the Cult of Heavenly Demon.

Or ability to discuss the world’s best.

You must have both, or you must have one of them before you can get revenge.

The luck stared at the horse with deep sunken eyes and grabbed a white night spear.

As sympathetic to such a heart of luck, the white night spear shook briefly.

When Yun was looking at Cheon Ma, Baiyun still could not take his eyes off him.

‘You told me you got a lot stronger.’

The words of the meteor still seemed to ring in the ear.

The excitement that seemed to be recognized, the body seemed to tremble just by recalling the voice.

Baiyunji’s gaze looked at various places in Yunseong.

‘You may feel a little tall and your skin feels a little better.’ … . ‘

He learned to dance and grew up in Cave of Latent Demons.

She noticed a slight change in her appearance.

And I tried to ask about it.

“The appearance of the Lord… … . ”

However, her question did not continue to the end.

“Then I’ll start Cheonsan Hwayeon!”

Her words were buried in the cheers that exploded at the same time as the words of Chun-Ma, which announced the beginning of Chun-San Hwa-yeon.

“Wah aah ah ah ah!”

The beginning of Chun-San Hwayeon.

It was with the powerful shouts of the congregation.

The Chunsan Hwahwa Yeon was held in four huge airfields.

Chunsan Hwayeon is only one day in progress. In this period, many mines change their order.

Of course, the order of change in the sequence was based on ability and life death.

A life-death that asks if you are ready to die, go up to a non-stage and go to a higher position, or you will be satisfied with your current order to save your life.

The non-living devils sat in a large seat outside the stage to see each one.

Many unmanned women stood on the stage and their ranks went up and down.

Some of them chose death rather than descending.

Over time, blood on non-stage increased.

The planet slowly looked at the devils in it.

His gaze turned to the horses, not the horses.

Cheonsanseong Hwayeon gets the seat of the demon. That was the plan of luck.

He was watching which horses he should challenge.

Of course, the Higher Ordered Horseman still has no ingenuity. I thought it would be worth doing enough if you were a low-ranking horse.

‘You should solve 3 iron rings.’

If you show that you’re good enough, you’ll have enough trade.

So far, the uninhabited drones at the age of Unsung will not be able to scrutinize the history of the Cult of Heavenly Demon.

In the meantime, the secretion continued. Those who had obtained a satisfactory order went down no more.

Anyone who wants a higher position will continue to point at the opponent and continue the secret.

Someone slowly climbed over the non-stage of Cheon San Sung Hwa Yeon.

At that moment, the people who had watched the rain so far died.

The order of the man who came up to the non-stage was not easy.

Uncle screamed his name inside, confirming the man on the non-stage.

Cheon Sanseong Hwayeon was the first horse to climb on non-stage.

And Kwak Su-mil opened his mouth.

“Ask for the murk of Muyong Dragon.”

Cheon Ah-young, who crushed the devil in front of him with the word mukyongdaeju, chewed her lips.

Demon Captain Lost a player while knocking down a player.

Cheon Ah-young’s nervous gaze turned to Unsung. It is the decision of the party to accept the secret.

But nothing is as shameful as avoiding.

Therefore, most of the devils who came to Chunsan Hwayeon accepted the secret of death.

However, this case is different.

Normal rain radish is to apply for the high-order mine is a low-order mine.

But the rank of Kwak Su-mil is not above the meteor.

In this case, even if you avoid the rain, it does not become a laugh.

The only problem is the nature of the meteor.

The face was not intimately face-to-face, but Cheon Ah-young could not refuse any character of luck.

And as her thoughts… … .

“Receive no secret.”

The meteor accepted the rain.

His new type emerged from the bleachers and landed on a non-stage.

Cheol-hwan, jailed for arms and legs, had not been solved.