Descent of Demon god

The expression of handing over the thousand horses solidified the impression of Gowang Hyun and the friendly law enforcement officer at the same time.

White Jong-seo was the one whose ears were prickly.

This guy? '

It was so sudden that he was embarrassed that he was unable to respond immediately, and he quickly pulled out of the house.

Chang!

Then he flew his new sentence to the thousand goddesses standing on Ben's ceiling.

The thin shifting light waves like a butterfly.

Sarsa sazah!

Three vinegar sprinkles with gluing.

An herbal herb with seven successive diets that can be used to subdue an opponent at a swift pace.

The Pokémon is also the most effective herbivore when the target is at a higher altitude.

'Overpower at once.'

The opponent makes even Ben's running car stop and pull over.

I had to watch the battle with speed.

It was that moment.

Bam!

"Aniet?"

He couldn't hide his frustration.

Before the docho was even put into effect, a mutation occurred in the equation.

Oh, my God.

His path is stuck in a thousand fingers, so he doesn't budge. Rather than having his finger cut off, it seemed like Guangmuo would break off while trembling.

'We have to get it out.'

Seong-hyung urgently pulled away.

At that moment, she grabbed the transition with a thunder-like fist, and soon took away the path.

Whitrick!

"Gwangmoo. It's been a long time."

I looked at it as if I were pleased to see the optical brightness taken away from me.

Considering the time in this era, how well they managed after a really long time, some color desired, but the bride was alive.

"Surrender yourself!"

It was a shame for the unarmed to lose their weapons.

Su Kyung, who felt insulted, tried to take it away again.

Whoo-hoo!

Seophyeong pulled up a sewer in the capital, aiming for a thousand years' wrist. However, the photovoltaic was aiming for his neck before his cathedral could reach.

Chuck!

"Huh?"

In a sharp manner that threatens the neck, the water supply stopped. His eyes tremble.

It was right in front of me, but I couldn't see it at all.

"You're slow. Admission seeks pleasure."

"Huh… how?"

"I don't know how. Like this."

Glug-ug-ug!

The leader of the Fangtooth who holds the thousand tales raises a vision like a butterfly flapping its wings.

The two eyes in the sunglasses burst wide as if they were friendly.

'Ey, this!'

"You'll pay for this, right?"

"For what?"

At that moment, the photovoltaic waves that were causing the residual illusion crossed the water supply's wrist that was causing the ditch.

52517;!

Within the red line of my wrist,

Tuck!

His right hand, cut into the Ben, falls off.

The Christians who were watching this did not stop them from being appalled.

"Shhh! My, my hands!"

A friendly cut wrist screams.

"How dare you!"

The Gowang-hyun commander, who was watching this, raised his bowl with a furrowed face and flew a fast-firing steel toward the ceiling of Ben, who was standing on a thousand feet.

Papa Papa Pa Pa!

The ceiling that was left by the strong force was shattered.

However,

I couldn't reach it. '

Ko Wang-hyun frowned.

If I'd been hit, I'd have sensed it, but all I felt was cracking the ceiling.

I saw a thousand women floating up lightly.

"I'm gonna miss it!"

Pot!

Heavy on a bowl, he leaps up and shakes his whole cut.

Gowang-hyeon jumped into the air and in one fell swoop towards the Thousand Wolves, the three herbivores of Magazine, the German anarchist.

Papa Pa Pa!

A herbivore that concentrates the advocacy unfolding in succession.

Thirteen overlaps were powerful enough to crush even a giant rock more than five meters.

"It's inevitable!"

I was aiming for a time when I couldn't get out of the air on purpose. But the opponent was bad.

"You look just like a big one, I'm afraid."

"What?"

Bam!

"What?"

Thousand Yeon captured his thirteenth blow of authority.

"Rinse, with your bare hands?"

His fist trembled with vinegar, but the power stacked on the steel would be enormous.

"It's a cotton fist."

"What?"

Kuaaaaaah!

I was in awe, but I grabbed the fist I was holding.

That was a lot of grip.

The puzzled Ko Wang-hyun tried to pull out his fist.

Wood Duck!

"Shhh!"

The bones of my fist have already crumbled.

Thousands of women hurled their bodies in agony into the middle of the road.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk!

Goh Wang-hyun flew to the ground and only stopped to take the fall.

He stopped and vomited a handful of blood.

"Eww."

I have internal injuries.

It seemed to have been thrown lightly, but it was a tremendous force.

It's almost 20 meters long.

'It is nonsense strength.'

In the Catholic Church, the twelfth world's greatest master, Himself and the law of friendship were suppressed in an instant.

He was an unimaginable master.

I have never experienced such a master in my life.

The progeny of King's Day? '

It was a name I've heard a lot about.

It was then.

Rrrrrrrrrr!

"Protect the Governor."

Get it, get it!

At that time, the Christians in Ben No.1 and the Christians who had barely escaped from the overturned car No. 2 came and drew their swords and made a siege net.

The Christian who appears to be their leader shouts.

"Black marshmallow! Dog (clear)!"

Among the twenty Christians, 12 unauthorized people with peak stature or higher took the same number of ceremonies, surrounding thousands of people in their original form.

Good boy! Good boy!

"Black marsh..."

There was a bundle of twinkle in her eyes.

gumma islands.

It is an examination created by the Black Horse, which was called the Great Swordsman in the Catholicism.

This was an examination created by the Black Horse to deal with the Eighteen Clans of Shaolin.

These exams, which everyone is practicing with the sword of the Catholic Church, bring subtlety to ordinary swords.

As the number of casters performing screenings of 12, 36, and 108 people increases, the power will be able to endure even the highest quality images.

"Phew... Phew..."

Their eyes widening in fear.

Since I saw two Catholic masters fall out with my own eyes, I knew of course that they were the absolute masters.

I was afraid, but I couldn't back down because I knew that Senior Vice President and Friendship Law were in poor condition.

The leader of the church cried out.

"38499; Sword Triangle!"

"The sword!"

The Christians, who were expanding their camp, were simultaneously aiming to spread the sword sword of Chilma.

With a deathly starving face.

She shakes her head, trying to open her mouth.

"Kneel..."

It was just then.

"Halt!"

In the middle of the examination, the Chief of Gowang Hyun jumped in.

"Huh? Goo!"

"Everyone, stop!"

The Christians who were about to conduct the inspection for his intrusion were surprised, and they collectively gathered the check.

When they stopped the examination, Ko Wang-hyun asked with a cautious voice.

"Can I ask you a question?"

In a polite question, she didn't say anything, as if expressing positivity.

Then Goo Wang Hyun put his hands together and politely said.

Bam!

"How do you know the name Goguryeul?"

The King's Day was the 17th Grand Chamberlain of Mahjong.

In the original sect, Mahjong Jong, who was originally a top sect, became a member of the Lamb Sword, which was drunk by a 24th-generation monk, and was reborn as the top sect.

However, there could not be anyone who remembered the name of the servant a thousand years ago, except those of a sect such as the Old Testament or the Old Testament.

She said to Ko Wang-hyun who was staring with trembling eyes.

"This is the first sword of my flesh. Your ancestor, right?"

"A meat sword!"

That title doesn't exist now.

However, the Christians of Mahjong regarded this as the glory of their lifetime. When I heard this, I was shaken all over Ko Wang Hyun.

'You were right.'

When White Jong-seo spoke, he did the semi-democracy.

I had no choice.

Due to the recent deliberate video ripples of the Cheonwoogyeong Clan, the Cheonwoo Clan was also sensitive to the title of the CheonMa Clan.

"Please... please show a thousand swords to a humble Christian." "

"Tsk, tsk, you depend on what you see."

A thousand fortunes kicked my tongue.

However, it was not that they did not understand their position. Thousand years later, she reached out her right arm.

We'll inject the black bracelet on the wrist.

Stop the car!

The Black Iron disassembles and the pieces merge into a single blade.

The sword that was turned into one was engraved with a thousand-man sword.

A Thousand Sword. A Thousand Sword for sure! '

He was the descendant of Koh Wang Il, one of the fleshsword.

He knew that the Heavenly Sword wasn't just a sword. He looked at the sword with trembling eyes and called out in a loud voice.

"What are you doing! Behave yourselves!"

Bam!

The Christians who stared at the Thousand Horse Sword were stunned by the command of Ko Wang Hyun and fell to the ground all together.

He fell on the ground with them and shouted.

"Humble Christians of the Catholic Church betray the thousand horses!"

"A thousand horses!!!"

After grabbing the severed wrist, the Fellowship Act, out of Ben, was unable to keep his mouth shut.

"I mean it…"

He didn't believe what Baek Jong wrote until the end.

I turned my head with trembling eyes and looked at the White Bell Book in the Ben, my lips twitching with a strange look toward me.

The moment I saw him, I remembered what he said.

Funny. Do you really expect us to believe that a thousand years ago, twenty-four generations ago, the Pope was alive? Why didn't you tell me the Seeker was coming? Hahahaha.]

I laughed confidently.

He also killed all the suspected colleagues of the White Paper and forcibly abducted his mother, Jin Oh Yun.

He muttered with a whitened face.

"What have I done....."

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A skyscraper in the southeast city of .

On the walls of the building there was a group named . The chairman's office on the top floor of the main group building.

There was a middle-aged man in a black suit with a mustache who was looking out the window and answering the phone with a serious face.

"Yes, I understand."

A middle-aged woman who was just saying that she knows her old age hung up on her smartphone.

Then someone asked him.

"Director, is something wrong, Chairman?"

"No, thank you."

A middle-aged man called the chairman of the mustache turned his head, smiling as if it were nothing, and walked to the reception couch and sat down.

On either side was a man in a mask with a strange pattern and a middle-aged man with a bright look on his short red hair.

"I'm sorry about the precious guests."

"No, I'm not."

"The chairman is still grateful to be with these two laws."

"Everything is for the integration of the Headquarters."

The man in the mask replied with a loud voice.

I felt overwhelmed.

The chairman who was looking at him frowned carefully.

"Supreme Court. The date of your inauguration. We need to push the deadline a little faster."

"What does that mean?"

The chairman raised the tail of his mouth to the two curious people.

"There seems to be a rare guest who will testify on behalf of your father in prison."

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