Volcanic Sphere

351 Ch. 1. Years do not make everyone wise (1)

The gaze of the Wall swept through them.

One by one they were formed by insensitive eyes that did not express any emotion.

Burr!

As his gaze touched his body, the elders of the battlefield trembled as one.

It was the apostles who lived for almost a hundred years. They have been trained to reach the pole of the prestigious shaman, and those who have enjoyed the water of heaven have not been endoporous enough to shrink to a single eye.

But the look on the wall was different.

His eyes, after countless death thresholds, contained the weight of life that he had to endure.

The apostles, who had lived a tranquil life under the high walls of Wudang Farah, were dead. They contained the power they could not gain even if they woke up.

Normally, the city is as quiet as the waveless ocean, but the moment the dam-ho rises, a storm strikes the calm sea.

The gaze of the wall that the apostles see now was like this.

The swirling eyes were just as creepy as the vast slaughter. They have never experienced such a gaze before.

How did this evil dragon appear in the volcano? ’

The sense of crisis they felt was indeed immense.

The one who seemed to be the most urgent of the apostles came forward. White-haired hair and eyebrows were telling me how long he had lived.

Nodosa's Dojo is a matte.

He was a guest of Qinghuang Jin and was the most prolific of the warrior elders gathered here.

The choreographers of the Party called the matte ( ) instead of the original painting. It was that crazy, and for decades I had never been lazy with training.

Even the greatest swordsman of the Wudang Party, Qinghua Jin, asked him to teach when the socialist statesman was blocked.

The years made most people gentle and wise, but it was a story that did not apply to matters. Approximately a hundred years old, he still had an urgent personality that was no different than when he was young.

He was furious at the fact that it was instantaneously atrophied in the eyes of the Wall.

The mattress vomited in old age.

“You're going to smash your mouth? There's nothing a child can't say. I will punish your arrogance and warn the volcano. ”

Shuwoo!

At that moment, Damho hit the ground.

The roughly scattered black hair and the frightfully glowing eyes appeared to expand in an instant.

I spread my hands wide, flattered by the unprecedented attack of the Wall. Then the brains of the Quarr rang out in the intestines.

One of the scholarships of the shaman, the Ming Wind Mine, was unveiled.

Thoughtful landmines have a powerless, powerless party that values tenderness. They say that when you make a landmine, your brain sounds like a matte.

Bang!

The thunderbolt exploded as Damho's fist and landmine hit.

“Umm!”

It was the moaning mattress. His hands were swollen as he unfolded the Thought Windmill. It was obvious matte damage to anyone.

“Profit!”

A light of shame and fury appeared on the face of matte.

The fact that he had been trained for almost his entire life and had suffered damage caused him to be angry.

“Son of a bitch! I won't forgive you. ”

With all his might, the matchbook unleashes its brain-destruction, the culmination of an all-new wind field. The tension with the thunderbolt flew towards the wall, as if the brain were a modern body.

Dropping job!

The air explodes in a thunderstorm and a bright light is extinguished in the first place. That was the power to process.

“Priest!”

“Umm!”

The apostles who saw it blew up the palace, but no one stopped them. The heart of mattresses was their heart.

They wanted to measure the capacity of the wall through matting. So they bypassed.

The light was bursting out in the first place, but the wall's gaze was darker.

He was not ashamed of being the leader of the party. The masters of the dizzy Moon Pavilion were powerful enough not to dare to fight.

“And yet you hid well. ”

Even during the time when so many people died as a result of the invasion of the pagan religion, and when the volcanoes had fought and suffered great damage, the leaders of the party, including the Martyrs, did not appear.

Even when the volcanoes were hit close to annihilation, the damage inflicted by the mob was minimal. That allowed the Muhrim to stay with the Shaolin, and enjoy the tremendous sanctity of the present day.

At the heart of it were the elders of the Wudang Front, and the mattress was also one of them.

Those who chose Jaffa's comfort over his devotion to the world.

The dam-ho's eyes glisten with horror, and a rough stream of air swirls through his body. It's a waterfall.

Quack, quack!

The thunderstorm and brainstorming hit everywhere, and the thunderstorm blew out and burned the earth black.

“Umm!”

“Holy shit!”

Qinghuang Jin and the leader of the Muang Party hurriedly retreated. because the aftermath was crazy where they stood.

The faces of the elders of the battlefield were filled with embarrassing emotions. They were all devoid of partisanship. Only unknown to the world, their accomplishments were comparable or rather strong to those of the masters who encompassed the underworld.

Quabang!

But even with those eyes, I could not see the sight of the devastating lightning in the sea.

The most prolonged of the elders of the battlefield murmured.

“But the priest will win, right? ”

“Wouldn't it be obvious if you saw the epilepsy? ”

Ungwang sympathized with him.

Seeing that, Chengherhan Jin sighed.

“Ha! Four hundred, good night. ”

“What's the matter? Cheonghua.”

“Don't you even know how to report it? How is that supposed to win? ”

“What's that supposed to mean? The priest's energy is holy. ”

“How can that be..... ”

Qinghuang Jin blurred his words.

It seemed like a huge iron wall was in front of my eyes. There is a wall that cannot be crossed, nor can it be collapsed.

Obviously, the helplessness of the elders of the battlefield was strong enough to pierce the sky. But they had too little practical experience.

It's all about each other's struggle against each other.

I have never risked my life against a mortal enemy like Damho, and I have never done anything at the moment of Charlna's death.

I didn't possess the tenacity of an unarmed man, even though I retained the innocence of an apostle. So I couldn't even see what was happening in front of my eyes and make a clear judgement.

‘Everything is my fault. ’

Cheonghur Jin shakes her head in despair.

He wanted to break the wall.

I wanted to broaden the framework of exchanges by having them meet with the Damho and the elders of the battlefield and find a way to break the current deadlock. But consequently his choice was too hasty.

His four hundred and eighty guests were still trapped in the prejudice that they were the only best. They were not open-minded enough to have an unpleasant conversation with an outside presence.

The shaman's name, Shaman Pharaohs, is the proud elder of the shaman's battlefield, surrounded by a large wall in their heart. As tall as the North, as thick as the Taishan…….

It was then.

Jeez!

“Argh!”

“What do you mean?”

Suddenly a stem shockwave swept through the squadron. And the epilepsy, which had been poured out in the first place, disappeared as if it had washed away his eyes.

At this moment, the eyes of the elders of the Wudang Front, including the Qinghuang Jinn, were torn.

“Me, me? ”

“Oh, my God! ”

Their eyes were shaking as if they were an earthquake. The sight was so shocking.

“Turn it off!”

The mattress was shaking like a reed with its collar in the hand of the wall. His right arm was heavily fractured from his shoulders, and his legs were bent in a bizarre direction.

“Maternity?”

“Phew... Brother! ”

At that moment, the mattress barely turns her head and looks at them. His face was filled with such horror.

He always ruled over the head of others as the leader of the Unruly Party. Then he was shaken by the collar of his neck.

He really did his best. As I learned from the teacher, I opened the Thought Wind Mine. There is no contradiction between one tooth and another, and there is no shortage of the same thingstore.

Even if the teacher is reborn, he will not be able to spread it more perfectly. But Dam Ho..... this black demon who is looking into his eyes has just smashed the all-around Thoughtwind Mine.

It is as if the matchmaker had denied the life he had lived. He has ruined all of his studies from the Muang Faction.

For the first time in his life, he was afraid to influence fear. So the death penalty, I looked at the priests with desperate aspirations. Get me out of this maniac's hand.

At that moment, Damho punched his fist. He shouted in a rush.

“Stop! What have you done? ”

Quajic!

At that moment, Damho's fist was fierce on the face of the matte. It was precisely the mouth of matte.

The tooth of matte breaks out, and the tongue is broken. Blood splashes all over and the body of matte spreads like a fish on a fishing line.

“Wooooh!”

A new voice of pain flowed through his shattered lips. But I didn't even think matte was painful. It's because my nerves are already paralyzed by fear.

Then Damho let go of his hand, which was holding the necklace of matte. The matte did not move with the floor brushed.

Damho looks down at the matte without saying a word. I was even more terrified of the look of it without a word.

“Noom!”

“How dare you hurt the elders of the Party? ”

Then the elders of the sane battlefield smoked up their lives.

Damho's gaze turned towards them.

“Whose mouth will you smash again? ”

“ ……. ”

The elders shut their lips as hard as a clam, as they promised for a moment.

My heart was filled with anger, and I wanted to kill him with a grip. But my body didn't move as I thought. No, I couldn't move.

Who is the matchmaker? Even though I told you to be youngest among the warrior elders, the matchmaker did not lag far behind the matchmaker or the meteorite. Rather, strong internal air was the most powerful of them. Such a matchmaker was cheated by Damho.

It was impossible for them to reverse the situation at once.

The elders of the battlefield have never experienced a human like Damho. The presence of a madman who bites like a mad dog without covering his back and forth has put a lot of emotional burden on him.

The sticky life of the wall, which dominates the whole generation, was still not sunk. The elders, including the urethra, were struck by that horrible sensation. But I couldn't back off without a pulse like this.

If they retreat like this, the face of the Mujahideen will fall to the ground. On the contrary, there was no guarantee that Damho would win.

It was a setback situation.

At that time, Chenghurg Jin went out.

“Four hundred, good night! Please listen to this blueprint and put away your anger. I plead for this permission to take my life. ”

His neck touched a sword that was lightened like a cypher. It was the sword of the Blue Truth, not anyone else's sword. He put a sword to his own throat.

“Cheonghua!”

“Four hundred! If you don't get angry after this conversation, I will kill myself. So please just listen to me once. ”

“Huge!”

The elders of the battlefield coughed for a moment at the whirlpool of Qinghuang Jinn who risked his life. But I also thought for a moment, rather well.

Because in the absence of eviction, the blue-green man opened the exit.

Cheonghur Jinn's gaze turned toward the wall.

“I will risk my life for you. Please, just take away your anger this once. No matter how insufficient the faction is, one axis of the faction must be clear. We must all gather our strength together to overcome this hardship and adversity. So please..... ”

His eager eyes and heart have been told as they are.

At this moment, Cheonghui Jin let go of everything.

The position of elder of the Muang Party and the reputation of the Great Sword of the North. And even the pride of a stranger.

That eagerness moved the discourse.

Damho nods.

“Thank you! Thank you so much! ”

The voice of Qinghuang Jin resounded in the stadium.