Chapter 67

Chapter 67. Sanctification and Goddess (1)

“That’s it!”

Spellback, received by Young, closed his eyes and shook his head. Even though his trader died, he was too cool.

Isn’t he the one who ordered that he kill the trader?

The Orderback did not regret the order given to Spirit.

If the transaction entered the ear of minority, I would have been countered.

“What can I do?”

The spirit asked the owner’s response.

The order bag slowly opened his eyes and replied with a finger clip.

“What should I do? I have to send you a new trader. Hwacheon dream guys don’t feel stupid, but it’s good enough to borrow their power. ”

Young nodded at the end of the order.

“I will send you a letter.”

“No, the letter is dangerous. I have to send someone. ”

“Are you speaking?”

The order back nodded, opened his eyes thinly, and said to him.

“Is there any reliable person in the marjoram?”

The eyebrows of the spirit squirmed at the word murmur. But soon his face shook his face.

“There are still some who do not fully believe that the owner is the return of Murloc. You may have moved the mojo and live their antipathy. ”

Spellback swept the jaw at the end of Young.

The words of spirit, a man of Murok-majo, cannot be ignored.

If it is a secret organization inside the Cult of Heavenly Demon, it is even more so.

“I see. Sending people uses people on my side. Do your best to persuade Murokhu. ”

The Spirit bowed at the end of the talk.

“Global glory.”

The training of the celestial horse became more severe as time passed.

The flying arrows also changed from a single shot.

A bunch of arrows flying is the basis.

Arrows fly behind the arrows with time difference.

The size is small, less than half the size, even to a shorter and more powerful short.

In particular, the short-circuit boasted a destructive power enough to truncate the whole body.

The luck twisted quickly. A small dagger rushed past the thighs and shoulders.

The second sword used by Cheon Hwi at the gate of J.

It was thrown in the dark with dark technology.

A sigh of relief flowed from the back of the stem. The most scary thing is that dagger.

Flying in a hurry from an unexpected angle. Even if you keep your senses sharp all the time, it was hard to avoid them.

A dagger rushed thinly under the forearm of the meteor. It wasn’t a big scar, but blood oozed out quickly.

Arrows shot in succession!

This time the angle is difficult to avoid. A meteor swung at night.

The bounced arrows swung and moved another organ.

The net falls off and aims at the head. It is not the end.

Three chains fly at the ankle.

With the spirit of the body, the cloud brought the breath deep into the lungs, the body floated into the air.

The first thing that passed under the foot was a chain.

The chain did not achieve what it was aiming for, and flew past the ground in vain.

At the moment it felt, the meteor swung violently in a white night.

Clear sensations at your fingertips.

The net that fell on my head was torn to pieces.

The meteor fell to the floor.

At the same time, the entire gate was lit.

If the first gate is training to create sensory (感 (道), the second gate trains not only to capture hostility movements by sense but also to predict precursors through the movement of muscles.

And the enemy in the second gate was Cheonghui. Cult of Heavenly Demon It is a matter of course to develop the ability of luck to train sensitivity and omen against the pontoon.

Cheonghui’s advice continued without interruption during training.

“If you stick to the same level, you can dominate the game just by being able to sense it and be able to predict it.”

“Don’t just cling to gathering all your power in a spearhead. Hostility prizes must be captured and attacked by a single shot in a clear position. ”

“But all military forces, but the mystery of attack-based technology, is to read and induce Hostility loopholes and attack them.”

“If you can technically take advantage, it is not a problem to take down a stick with more strength than me.”

“It is not only my breath that matters. Think of reading and disrupting Hostility breathing. ”

Yunseong is also uninhabited in some previous life.

Most of the things Cheonhui was talking about.

Listening to what you need at the moment was new again.

It wasn’t simply understood by the head, it was like being carved into the body.

In addition, the cultivated land of Cheonma is so incomparable with the fortune and creation of the past life.

The luck would tell the fact that unknown.

Cheonma’s advice became bone and flesh for Unsung.

Enough to feel stronger.

Thus, luck was getting stronger as time passed in the teachings of Heaven.

Five months have passed since Yuni was trained by Cheonhui.

“Herb. Heo. Vain. ”

The luck breathed roughly. Although it was a violent movement like flying out of my mouth, I still couldn’t touch it.

“Today is not here.”

Cheon Hui said briefly, looking at the clouds.

The meteor collapsed as if it had fallen.

I did not let go but it was very hard to stand.

As he saw it, Cheonhui approached the meteor and gave her a single ring.

The warm energy flowed through the heart of the celestial horse, and the rough breath stabilized.

It was then that the voice of Heaven came to be heard.

“What is so impatient?”

The voice of Cheon Hui hardened my face unknowingly.

“It is as if you are chased by something when you learn about martial arts. Why can’t I do it when I try to relax myself? ”

Cheon Hwi’s words stabbed well. He vowed not to be in a hurry many times, but when he closed his eyes, the teacher’s face came to mind.

At the same time the faces of their enemies came to mind.

I could not do it even if I did not want to understand it.

At the end of Cheon Hui, luck was accused.

What did Cheonhui read from that expression?

“If you don’t want to talk, don’t talk.”

At the end of Cheon Hui, Noun stared at him with a short nod.

“Call me a master.”

At the end of Cheonhui, luck hesitated, opened his mouth.

“Why is your father impatient?”

This time Cheon’s face became hard. But he soon loosened his face.

“If I don’t want to, don’t you say?”

Then he smiled.

“So am I.”

The most unfortunate laughter of all Cheon Hwi’s smiles so far.

The flames burned rough in the bronze furnace. The only trace left by the world, Sichuan Ma, the first thousand and the Cult of Heavenly Demon.

It was just that known to represent the will of the Sichuan. In front of them a desolate body girl gathered both hands.

Then he earnestly prayed.

Her voice was trembling. I had a dream last night.

For young women, dreams were like revelations of heaven and horse.

And the dream, he said that his life is less than a year.

A new girl should be chosen.

You must tell her what to do as a lady.

That was not enough for a year.

So I could only hope that the sanctification would select the next great girl as soon as possible.

Do you understand the prayer of such a girl?

The torch burned so rough that it could not be compared.

Going beyond the bronze furnace to the ceiling. It looks like a pillar of fire.

Soared to the ceiling, but not over.

The sanctification overflowed beyond it.

The torch does not extinguish in the rain.

That is why the sanctuary was open to the heavens at all times.

But now it is burning beyond it.

But there was no damage around. It can be called a truly sacred fire.

The new lady is now admired by a completely different sanctification.

Have you ever seen such a wildly burning torch for many years as a young girl?

I could not say that there was no girl.

It seemed to me why the torch burned like this.

I have never seen it, but it was instinctively known because it was connected with sanctification and spirit.

‘Would you like to choose a new girl?’

Now, sanctification is to choose the one who will take care of herself after the present girl.

The torch raced above Heaven.

Heaven quickly became red.

The pillar of fire soared higher. The pillar of fire soon burned rough enough to be seen by all the neighbors, beyond the shrine.

“Isn’t that Torch!”

The witches who witnessed the scene bowed their heads flatly without knowing.

Meanwhile, the torch burned.

Then, at the moment, the tortured body was rough.

A dragon made of fire twisted his body ascending to Heaven.

Something came out of it.

It was a small fireball.

A torch of fire burned out of a small fireball, and the torch burned down.

The piece that fell off was not.

Rather, it began to burn.

As if all the energy of the burned torch gathered in the fireball!

Like the will of the heavenly horses in the small fireball.

It did not stop there!

A piece of fire continued long, trailing like a meteor, falling somewhere in the Cult of Heavenly Demon.

A huge light shine where the flame fell. Every member of the Cult of Heavenly Demon felt something at that moment.

Their eyes turned to the light.

The light has already faded long.

However, there will be the next big lady who will take the torch and take the horse at the place where the flame fell.

The news was also sent to Cheonma.

Uncle and Cheonhui escaped from their usual training place. When I came out, a refreshing air, which was different from the eye, passed through the nostril’s nose.

“Then let’s see you again tomorrow at the same time.”

Cheonhui spoke past the cloud.

The meteor nodded lightly.

The place where luck and Cheonhui use for training is inside the shrine. A little walk led to the outing of the shrine.

When they went out on the shrine, there was someone waiting for them.

The Cult of Heavenly Demon was an army of thunderstorms.

He was making a very embarrassed look as usual.

The eyebrows of Chewihui moved in that expression.

A correlation chuck who saw Cheonhui jumped in a moment.

A military martial arts glimpse of the face of a teenager.

In a moment, the superiors opened their mouths in a perplexing voice as they flew to Cheolhui.

Attitude does not matter whether luck is next to or not. He opened his mouth without saying how urgent he was.

“The next big lady was chosen.”

At the end, his eyes narrowed.

The next great lady was important to the Cult of Heavenly Demon, which was also a matter of interest.

“Good. It was a car that she was worried about because she was older. ”

Cheonhui nodded.

The relatives seemed to be not the problem.

“But a woman who was chosen as a girl… … . ”

The face of Cheon Hwi heard the name distorted.