“San finally got off her feet in the library.”

 

“Is it the end of the ascension? Where shall I look? ”

 

All the eyes of the chariots gathered in one of the grand halls.
Oh, Sung. Yacha at the center of all rumors that solved the ascension!
He stood in front of the third-class Baoyuanhu. Level 3 is the lowest level in Dalian, and if the warrior performed the rituals, they were basically able to deal with it.

 

“Puhaha! What are you kidding? ”

 

“Look at your feet twisted. Do you think that’s the Great White Priesthood? ”

 

However, the appearance was poor.
Yachas spit out their tongues with ridicule.
Twisting feet is the basic, and even one class three hundred won was not able to deal properly.
Rather than beating, they were only beaten, and ridiculed in the position of force worshipers.
Is the rumor exaggerated? Or is the ascender’s consciousness not so big that it can even solve that yaya?

 

“Farlin. look. It’s really funny. ”

 

“Cuck! Are you saying you’re going to make us laugh? ”

 

But there was only one yacha that was not interested.
A long-haired, red-haired woman named Gujarin, Yacha, looked at him and swung her head.

 

“Weak bones are not interested.”

 

”12. Recall (3)”
That much force. That’s less than the weakest yag here. Expected to pass the ascension consciousness, but in the end was rumors.

 

‘The black yachas are all inflated.’

 

Guarin was convinced. Scary stories about ‘black yacha’ have been handed down from ancient times. In fact, it is a illusion made to raise the awakening of other yachas.
Instead, Guhwarin’s gaze was pouring on a woman.
Cua Aaa !!
King Wang. Of all the hundred Wonhu in Dalian, the only giant beast named “king” shouted. The earth shakes and everyone breathes.
In front of her stood a woman with a beautiful blue hair.

 

“Sogaju, also of the Tenlang family. You don’t get stuck in front of the king. ”

 

“Though the sky was inclined much compared to the old days, it wasn’t for her to call her” the last pride of the sky. “

 

“Beautiful. Beautiful! ”

 

Most of the chariots in Dalian stopped working and noticed her. Snowfall. Among the yacha who just finished the consciousness of warriors, the five kings were able to face the king.
Her priesthood priesthood was somewhat restrained but beautiful. The movement itself was buried. It’s fast, strong, hard and soft.
Kuwaaang!
The king made his fist as if to pay back his estrangement. It was a tremendous volume. Just stretching out created a huge wind pressure. If it is right, it will not be strange even if it is a silent bowl.
Ryu threw the fist at an angle. The overwhelming difference in power flowed naturally. Then he turned and photographed the elbow of the king.
The great arm of the king was broken in a moment. It is aimed exactly at the joint.
Kraaiaak!
The screaming king was about to catch the snow with his arms wide open. But the movement of snow was like flowing water. A calm wave passing through it without being caught.

 

“It’s getting stronger day by day. Ewha grafts are excellent. ”

 

“Would it be called Oryong? Among them, Dark Dragon is the best! ”

 

“Ah, no matter what, it’s not white. Two dragons must be folded in front of a dragon! ”

 

“Well, anyway, the winner of this battle will come out of those five. Dae-ra-sun directly rewards me. There are rumors of dragons and rewards. ”

 

New Year’s Day came and went.
Meanwhile, the fist of Yulse again touched the king’s chest.
Thump!
Short and powerful sound. Unlike the day before, the king did not roll down or fly away.
instead.
through!
Falled. It seemed stunned.
Small white wolves swarmed up and struck the king’s cheeks and lifted their closed eyelids. Then thirteen horses took the king, with both hands and began to move somewhere.

 

“To be able to deal with the dragons, not the king after the actual 猿 (猿? 帝) should be about.”

 

“A, no matter how long the original agent is…”

 

Yu-Seol once started to move slowly by shaking his fist.
Then a few small white wolves grabbed an umbrella with a long, large blue dragon and covered it on Yu-sul.
The snow was swept out of Dalian, and Gu Hwa-lin, looking at him, frowned.

 

“Look at pretending.”

 

“Your lady is stronger.”

 

“Hung, red blood sword is much stronger than the priesthood. I’m freaking out because I’ve fallen down. ”

 

After Dalian, girls yag around Guhwalin teased their mouths. Gu’s expression did not change.
I hate to admit it, but all the yaw had no choice but to watch the snow movement.
As if to be held.
It was the same with Gujarin himself.
I also knew that what they were saying was empty. Guhwarin She was also named “Red Dragon” in “Oh Ryong,” but Gu Hwarang only. I know that my brother is the virtue of Hualien. His skills were spoken among the Oryong, and like Yul-sul, he can’t take down the King.

 

‘When the battle for streak begins, then it must be.’

 

Fire sparked from Gujarin’s eyes. It’s just the beginning. Guhwalin was strong in practice. If you were confronted to save your life, I was confident.
Swiping his head, the rumored Yacha still seemed to be hit by the third-class Baek Won-hu.

 

“Hahaha! You’re still funny with your body. ”

 

“I can’t hit any of them”

 

“Is it really the Great White Priesthood?”

 

If you did not expect it is false.
But in fact, it was quite pathetic.
If he showed a little decent, he wanted to consider joining his group.

 

The reality was the opposite. Under expectations.
I’ve closed my nerves. If that yacha comes into his group, he will only catch the ankle.

         


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