Chapter 206

Episode 206. Shinhwa-gyeong (2)

Tinnitus continued to be heard in my ears.

It was so loud that I could not understand what you were talking about.

However, thanks to the sound, Yun was barely awakened. Then I recalled the current situation.

‘What have I been doing so far?’

Thoughts did not come to mind at once.

As time passed and consciousness became clearer, the situation immediately came to mind.

‘Yes, I was fighting.’

No, it was wrong to say that you were fighting. I was just being harassed.

Yeokcheongju was just dying in front of an insurmountable enemy.

Death seemed to be near.

There was no strength left to move the body.

No, it just seemed to have no body.

Only the soul, the only consciousness floating in the air, continued the sense of continuing the thought continued.

‘Are you dying like this?’

In that sense, luck recognized death.

There was no strength for a finger. Inside the ball was empty empty dock was barely pressed up filled.

Maybe it’s been too long. Or is it because his body was not normal?

Poison energy, which was originally strong, felt more toxic.

‘If this much… … . ‘

Half the time passes, and you will die.

Just as his teacher, creation, was poisoned.

Just as his second teacher, True Moon Horse, was poisoned.

At that moment, three letters passed by in the head of the planet.

Following the founding Nokyuon, the figure of Cheonwol Cheonma’s Cheonhui came to mind clearly.

When I died like this, I wondered who would revenge theirs.

‘Move. Move, body. ‘

Please move to achieve their revenge.

Yunseong focused his ritual with all his strength.

The last remaining power was gathered.

But the body did not listen as if it had already died.

Nevertheless, Fortune did not give up.

He mobilized everything he could do in his head.

All known phrases, including dry souls, shook in their heads.

For a moment, Yun focused on all his strength to find a way to move his body.

Thousands of troops were apparently caught in the process.

The spirit of the meteor was in the sea of ​​harmlessness.

The cloud was slowly stirring the sea.

Whirlpools began to form.

I also remembered her last herbivores against Yeokgyoju.

One thousand tours, but the number is only nine hundred ninety nine.

Actually did not reach a thousand.

‘Did you lack one?’

The burning of the body of the meteor began to burn.

Harmlessness in the head forms a double count.

To fill a single remaining number to complete a thousand paths. It seemed that the body could rise again.

But because there was nothing that could be done, luck left everything to an uncertain sense. Concentrating on consciousness helped the whole body.

In the harmless repetition of the two sums, it gathered and gathered the virtues of martial arts.

Only the stones are screened out.

Take what is necessary and exclude what is not necessary.

The fleeting moment was long, like a fleeting moment.

It was not known how much time passed.

At first it was time to flow in the world of consciousness.

In those long hours, luck caught something.

In order to achieve revenge, it was not a thousand herbivorous that was necessary to advance to new heights.

Only one herb would have been.

A single herb that holds all your body.

The luck extended both hands.

Harmlessness began to rumble in consciousness.

Harmless caused waves.

The meteor controlled the waves of harmlessness as if it were the god of storms.

Compress and compress harmless.

Only the last one remains.

As the process was repeated, strange sounds began to be heard throughout the body of the planet.

The sound of spring water flowing.

It was not a fountain of water, but a sound that dried up.

A single phrase was herbivore in itself and at the same time deep-hearted.

A dried-up keeper gave vitality to the whole body.

It was also felt that consciousness was gradually returning to the body.

‘This is what it is.’

A single herb that contains all consciousness. In the consciousness of returning to the body, the meteor held the herb.

‘One Thousand Tours Not Needed’

To kill the enemy, there is no need for a thousand pieces.

The idea of ​​a thousand strokes was wrong from the beginning.

Many pitches are cumbersome.

The moment I realized it, the body of awakening once again awoke.

The rags and swords that had become rags were thrown to the ground.

Yeokcheongju muttered disappointed at the sight.

The sound of the sound of the Buddha and gladi that was thrown on the floor sounded. Their arms and legs were already broken, and the fists of Buddhafire that cast out the Shaw Priesthood were powdered out.

Glamour’s disease was no different.

The disease on the hands of Gumseong’s lifelong life was divided into five pieces and scattered on the floor.

‘Is it the end?’

The black man barely thought to turn his eyes.

I can not stop anything.

That’s not human.

Born and raised as a human, he has risen fully to the state of God.

It was literally myth.

Of course, the problem was that it was evil spirits to bring disaster to the world.

Despair flowed through the whole of the Catholic Church.

In despair, the sword closed his eyes.

Buddha was barely muttering with a bare mouth.

“Amitabha Buddha. Please bend the Buddha. ”

At that, Yeokgyojug laughed.

This time it was a woman’s personality.

Yeokcheongju stepped on the chest of Buddha. At the same time, the body of Buddha fluttered and dropped.

The wind broke the Buddha’s ribs in no time. Yeokcheongju bowed his head toward such Buddha Buddha laughed.

“There is no Buddha. If you have a Buddha, you can’t have a guy like me. Aren’t you? ”

At that, Buddha closed her eyes. I dare not answer.

But everything I have done so far seems to be in vain.

Yeokcheongju did not seem to expect the answer of Buddha Buddha.

“Yes, no Buddha.”

Yeokgyoju turned his head in amazement. So too was the Buddha and the sword.

The voice that was heard was somewhat familiar to her ears.

The moment he turned back, the eyes of the sword opened wide.

Buddha also looked surprised at the strength of the remaining power.

Buddha and Sword shedding sound.

The fortune that was first abandoned as a rag was raising the body.

The bones and broken muscles of the whole body is still not healed.

But it was squeaking and raising the body.

The look of the station’s Catholicism was hard.

It was because there were no big or small wounds on the whole body of the planet.

At the same time a cloudy viper came out of the body of the meteor.

It was the poison that had eaten the body of the planet.

Yeokcheongju crossed the Ssangjang.

The meteor’s body shook loudly and flew away.

The chest of the meteor that collided with Ssangjang with the sound of a storm shriveled.

The walls of the palace collapsed, the ground shook, and a building collapsed, covering the cloud.

Nevertheless, Yeokgyoju did not loosen the hard look.

Between the debris of the building collapsed, luck was raging and raising again.

The decaying chest was being healed with bright light.

The Innate Keeper is alive.

Too much vitality riding through the whole body was quickly recovered even if hurt.

The meteor had once experienced this sense.

‘Is it a circular bone metastasis?’

At the moment I thought I hit the wall, a second metastasis occurred.

It is also very miraculously!

Yeokcheongyo flew into the air as if he could not see the image.

Sprinkle gray despair, shining white body!

He runs and smashes the grenade assault.

The meteorite extended its palm.

The palm of his hand was blocked by Unsung and pushed back.

Yeokgyo Bridge bounced off the floor under huge pressure to push his body.

The luck murmured with the appearance.

“It is worth seeing.”

The meteor shook his mouth up.

In the meantime, all the wounds on the whole body of the planet were healed.

Originally, it would have had to undergo reconstruction, one by one, but in the present case, it was helpful for Yeokcheongjuju to make his body rags.

It was too rags to be rebirth without having to go through the process of disassembling and rebuilding.

It is even stronger than before.

More than the limit of the body!

“I speak my language!”

The Yeokgyo Bridge burst into tears.

The luck swinged his hand.

The white night spear flew round and came across the sky at high speed.

The meteor grabbed the white night spear.

At the moment, the new type of meteor disappeared there.

Astronomers flew through the air faster than arrows, and were thrown away.

The building penetrated the trajectory collapsed. Luck kicked.

Unsung’s newer brother moved faster than the flying Cheongjuju, and appeared from behind him. He punched his stomach with his fist.

He flew over the ruins of a building that fell and was thrown away.

The ground fell and a huge pit dug.

Plenty of depths were like a pit.

“Oh, you, you, how you… … . ”

Yeokcheongju climbed out of the pit and blew up.

Said Yun with his fists open toward such Cheongyoju.

“You can’t do anything.”

The Libertarian body was stiffly stiff as though it were a thunderbolt.

As it was said, he never showed that he was a proper herb in fighting with luck.

If the unmanned person climbs to the ground, I forget the herb that I have learned so far, but the habit remains.

However, the Catholic priest had no such habit.

Herbs are not forgotten, they have not learned herbivore in nature.

In other words, the archangel was only wielding other bodies in the myth, using the power of his huge soul.

I could not control the power delicately, I did not know how to handle the crowd.

Yunseong broke down the wall and climbed a myth.

It is the power built up entirely through the efforts of the planet.

The planet was able to deal with its power in detail.

There was also a martial arts that could be used more efficiently.

The meteor approached him.

His wist was shaking his arm as if he were making an attack on the planet.

It was the threatening hand that nearly killed the clouds.

But now there are no threats to meteorites.

Just by stepping back, his hand passed by like a spring wind.

“Oh, don’t come!”

One step closer to the palm of his hand empty air.

One step closer to narrowing the distance between luck and gnome. Spear stretches to reach.

“I can’t do this. It’s not possible! ”

He swung his hand on a seizure.

The meteorite stretched out on the nightly spear.

There was no such thing as the emergence of strong forces or the appearance of brilliant brilliance.

Just a stab of ordinary Spearmanship.

‘You don’t need a thousand strokes.’

However, all of the martial arts in which luck had accumulated was contained therein.

‘Only one herbicide was needed to kill the enemy.’

The meteor said the name of the herbivore.

“The Emperor of the Tragedy.”

The last herbivore and the most complete airspace through the river.

It sewed up the heart of the archangelism.