Volcanic Sphere

Over time, many unarmed people came around the sympathizer.

At first, the Old Moon Party and the Orthodox Guardians were all the same, but after hearing the rumors, other small and medium-sized Guardians also started to come in.

At this point, even those who are not related to Gandhi noticed that something big happened in the sympathy. Though I didn't know exactly what was going on.

Every guest is full of unarmed people, and the streets are starting to get tense. People didn't know what was going to happen. They killed their breath.

In the meantime, rumors have spread that the Mujahideen have entered the Great River. I also heard that I saw the monks of Shaolin nearby.

The evidence shows that there are more than three hundred heavenly boundaries around the Jellu. Of course, the Great Guardians had no access to the nearby Jellu, even to the general public.

When the situation turned out to be like this, the most insidious one was the one that was based on the river.

The Moon Moon Woowon of Chosun Gate looks at the front with a dispassionate expression. Across him, there were giants that could not be seen easily.

A middle-aged man in a navy moon suit and a middle-aged swordsman with a black beard on his face.

It was the Southern Archery and the Fifth Army.

They came unannounced and asked for an interview. Naturally, Simcoe did not have the power to reject their offer.

“What brings you two to the Doctorate? ”

“I've been told that the Senate usually does a lot of good things. So I came to say hello or something. ”

Despite the praise of the Southern Archer, the face of Sim Woo-won did not seem to spread.

The opponent was an elder of the Southern Palace family. It was an unparalleled giant. Sim Woo-won was not naive enough to believe the words of such a giant.

Besides, I didn't come alone. The Orthodox physician by his side was an unarmed man of the extreme power, who could be called the dichotomy of the Sea Nam Wa. Unfortunately, there was no unauthorized person to deal with him.

Simwoo sighed.

“Phew! If you need my help, you can talk without bullets. ”

In his words, the Southern Archer smiled.

This is why a good-headed man was easy to deal with. It is because it calculates the penalty on its own, and it folds itself.

In the meantime, you just have to hold the atmosphere.

The Southern Archer opened her mouth.

“Simmunju may know some things, but soon there will be a big gathering here. There is a large gathering where the Old Moon and the Old Age come together. ”

“Umm!”

Sim Woo-won spilled an invasion.

It was a fact I already knew. However, the intensity of the shock I felt was different when I heard it directly from South Palace figures.

This is what happens on the ledge, which can be called your own room. Moreover, the place of association was Jellu, who was closely associated with him. I couldn't care less.

“Why are you gathering here? If it's the old-fashioned moonshine or the old-fashioned moonshine, you can gather in as many good places as you like. ”

“It's a great place. ”

“Yes?”

“A sympathetic sign. To the beautiful landscape at the location of the Moon. I wonder if there's another perfect place in the world. ”

“That's it. ”

While feeling a tremor, Sim Woo-won accepted it.

It was for the same reason that the psychic gate or the Evil Goat Gate were located around the sympathetic ho.

“I want to live on the evil side of the earth. ”

“Yes?”

Sim Woo-won doesn't know English because of the nonsense of the Southern Arctic. Then the Southern Archer smiled softly.

“There's nothing to be surprised about. I'm just saying that I want to buy land. ”

“Oh, no, why did you land in the South Palace.... ”

“The Southern Archers don't live. It's a moonshine. ”

“Blindness?”

“Yes! Blindness. ”

“What's that supposed to mean? ”

“Sooner or later, there will be a blindness of sympathy. We're thinking of the oceans as the optimal location. ”

“Umm!”

Sim Woo-won spilled an invasion.

Blindness, something unexpected was happening.

I think I can see why the Old Moon Party and the Orthodox Zega are gathering here.

Murim was not simply a coalition of Kangho Murim.

If it were really created in the Moorish blind, it would have enormous power. If the Old Moon faction and the Orthodox family are the mainstay, there is no force that can stop or deter the Mourim blindness in the current Kangho.

Now, the words of the Southern Archer meant that there would be a blindness to evil. Who's there to help Gus understand their will?

The gathering of the Old Moon and the Orthodox family in the Jellu empire does not decide whether to create the Mourimblin.

Creation is a fact.

The question was how to divide the stakes of the moonshines participating in the Mourim Blind. It is also because of the gathering in the sympathy.

‘There are no Old Moon waves or Old Moon waves in Homen with sympathy. That's the perfect neutral zone. There is no better place to set up a rainbow and divide the big profits equitably. ’

There is also a Odaemunfa in Homen. But only one of the Old Moon clans was able to clean them up.

Who among the Honam Ohdaemun clans dares to oppose the events of the Old Moon clan and the Ohdaemun clan? It was impossible.

The more I think about it, the creepier my back has become. Simwoowon's back was already soaked in cold sweat.

Depending on how you speak here, the destiny of the Doctrine is divided. His mind was getting complicated.

After thinking about it for a while, Sim Woo-won barely opened his mouth.

“How can I…… help you? ”

“You're a wise man, Simmundo. ”

The eyes of the Southern Archer glowed deeply.

Simwoowon sees himself sitting in a distorted state in the retina of the Southern Palace. I hate to admit it, but that was the reality.

Simwoo said carefully.

“Tell me what I can do to help. I will do my utmost.”

“I have a lot of work to do. I won't specification it.”

In the words of the Southern Archer, the face of the Five Armies was slightly stiffened.

Simwoowon will not know. I don't know what kind of trouble he's in right now. Small and medium-sized groups, such as the Chosun Moon, were blowing with a harsh breeze of sympathy.

* * *

The giant Unmado River was descending on the longitude.

Numerous people were sitting on the Unmado River deck. Among the many who sat in the crowd, there were those who stood out from the poison.

They were the twenty-two masters who wore a Namhwa gun on their head and wore ordinary shirts.

There were many masters in the world. Every region had a conduit when it came to the mountain with a name.

But the teachers on the Unmado River were really special. They were not ordinary conduit artists, they were volcano artists.

The teachers did not want to name the volcanoes, but people quickly learned that they were the ones from the volcanoes.

It was rather odd not to recognize the masters of the volcano, a double mountain range of the crucible, with the Muang faction.

In the centre of the apostles, a nocturnal figure, seen in the early fifties, stood. There was a strange light in the eyes of the apostle who was dressed like other apostles.

Nodo's Doho is a mission leader.

He was also considered a priest of Hyuncheon Jinn, a master of volcanoes. He was in charge of leading the volcano warriors to the sea.

The apostles around the Jinn's mission were disciples drawn from the volcanic faction, and many of these disciples were of the pagan age. However, given the seriousness of the matter, a few of his disciples were accompanying him.

Among the disciples, the most prominent person was the apostle. She wore a Namhwa and wore a shullabok like the other teachers, but the woman-specific flexion was revealing itself.

Now the name of the monk, which seems to be in its early thirties, belongs to one.

He was an uncommon monk in the volcanic wave and an accomplished unmanned man among his disciples. She was also a member of the Thirty-Six Plum Cemetery, which all the disciples of the Volcano wanted to carry.

The years made her own eyes deeper and made her feel like a plum. Because of this, no one could beat up the disciples of the volcano and blaspheme their ownership.

Ownership muttered.

“Three years? ”

The last time she came into the world was three years ago. At that time, there was a demon in the Bible called the Pearl Blood Horse.

He committed many evils, but there were no doorposts or unarmed men in the Bible to stop him. The unbearable people sought help from the volcanoes in the temple.

At that time, he took five of the thirty-six Plum Swords and went on to kill the dinosaurs.

The dinosaur hematoma resisted violently, but it was not possible to get possession and five plum check-ups. Eventually, the dinosaurs lost their lives to their own swords, and a series of events have earned them a tremendous reputation.

Plum maker.

That was a one-owned star.

At that time, the wrathful voice of the missionary Jinn was heard.

“Ownership. What are you thinking? ”

“Nothing, bedtime. ”

“The sympathy draws near, and you've become an admirer. ”

“No.”

“It's okay. We're witches, but it's not like we don't feel guilty. ”

The voice of the missionary Jinn was very warm.

The Volcano disciples were indispensable human beings, but the enemies of the Volcano were more ruthless than anyone else.

“I've done a lot of good. ”

“What am I? ”

“Without you, the volcano would not exist. You guys are the future of the volcano. ”

It was the greatest tribute a missionary could make.

For the rise of the volcano, I have been running with all my might for more than a decade. Thanks to it, the volcano has enjoyed the best holy place in twenty years. However, it was still below its peak level. So I couldn't rest.

“Honor?”

“We agreed to meet at the next dock. ”

“You'll see soon enough. ”

I smiled at the mouth of the missionary Jinn.

When speaking of honor, the expression of all the volcanic elders changed similarly.

Twelve years ago, many doubted that even when the true man of the law overcame his native disciples and accepted honour as a disciple, he was only a deceiver.

I started to wonder if the disciple could fully accept the teachings of the truthful. Honor, however, showed frightening achievement, as was the list chosen by the truthful.

All of the volcanic waves were cooked fast, breaking through the limits.

The best of the volcano masters, the true true true swordsman. Volcanic wave's first substrate, Honor. The combination of the two made it impossible.

This evil deed was not just a road to the founding of the Mourim Blind. I had a stronger intention of allowing me to gain experience of honour than that.

Honor was the future of the volcano. The future of the volcano will also change depending on how much stronger he becomes.

Honor is now separated from the volcano masters. It was the sincere consideration of the missionary who was trying to make all of them experience honour.

“I'm really excited about how much progress I've made this time. ”

“Goodbye!”

“I was very lucky when I thought about it. For more than a decade, we have not lost a single disciple of the Volcano. ”

I closed my eyes in the words of the missionary Jinn.

"You haven't lost a single person? He is not recognized as a disciple of the volcano even though he is dead. ’

Most of the volcanoes were forgetting ‘that’. But some people were not forgetting him. He was one of the few.

"The Angel."

Her voice hovers in her mouth.