Episode 593:
The main character of the Supreme Heavenly Demon, and the time of union is also earlier than the original. Naturally, Yeo Ha-ryun was strong.
Even though I wasn’t specifically replenishing my strength by killing others, my entire body was filled with energy.
However, despite this, the problem was that Sogungju was not pushed aside.
‘The blood dragon body did not appear even in the Supreme Heavenly Demon…’
Jin Cheon-hee watched the fight between the two with tense eyes.
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The intangible guardian of the Heavenly Demon Reign.
However, even if it has no form, it is enough to crush the opponent.
Such power was blocked by the strength of self-defense, and it was showing a white power.
Even the Heavenly Demon Realm freezes when it touches the Ice White God Ball!
‘That’s tricky.’
Bingbaekshingong.
The characteristics of this martial art, which is considered the best martial arts of Geumyinjigi, are fundamentally different from other martial arts.
If the Cheonma Jingi presses down on the opponent with its unique pressure, it freezes the energy itself and makes it less active.
Moreover, their characteristics were different.
If the Cheonma Jingi is a blow, that is an erosion.
Of course, if the difference in power was clear, that difference would be ignored, but that was not the case now.
The opponent’s internal strength is also strong.
Kwasik. Kwasik.
The opponent approaches, freezing the Cheonma Jingi.
Gunbaekgeom’s sword flies leisurely but with a strange sense of wisdom.
When Ha-Ryun Yeo suddenly felt that it would be difficult to avoid, she suddenly stepped forward and stretched out her hand.
Kaga River!
“It’s a shame. “If it had been an ice crystal sword, I would have cut off your hand and frozen it.”
Their hands and swords collided, but they maintained their balance in the air thanks to each other’s strength.
Kang Ki jumps out and explodes.
An ordinary person would have been swept away by this explosion, vomited blood, and died.
“If I kill you and kill that incinerator, the look on Zhugelin’s face will be quite something to see, right?”
Gunbaekgeom had a lot to say.
Is this the aftermath of being resurrected after being dead for a long time?
Or is it because of his inferiority complex in the past when he was defeated and killed by the bloodthirsty slayer Jegalin?
But that was out of Yeo Ha-ryun’s interest.
He just looks at the other person with red eyes.
‘Is this the secret art of blood mission? Then…’
Yeo Ha-ryun tightened her hands.
The hand eventually grasps the opponent’s blade strongly.
They say that the strengths cancel each other out, but holding the blade with your bare hands will hurt your hands.
The skin on my hand is cut and blood is flowing.
Still, he didn’t stop.
And at the same time, his hands turned black.
A feeling of strangeness that is clearly different from the strength wrapped around the hand!
at that time. A small twist occurs within Yeo Ha-ryun’s grasp.
Kwasik. Kwazizig!
Kwachang!
The sword shattered like glass.
Gunbaekgeom’s eyes widened in astonishment, and for an instant, Gangki shook.
As the force that had been steadily eroding the surroundings shook, the Heavenly Majin Qi rushed in at once.
Quack!
With the explosion, the military white sword was thrown away.
Dozens of scales on his body were torn off and he was bleeding profusely.
“Oops!”
A military white sword falling and coughing up blood.
However, Yeo Ha-ryun just looked at him with a cold face.
The blood flowing from Yeo Ha-ryun’s hand is frozen with cold, but soon even that is broken into pieces and scattered.
Yeo Ha-ryun shook off the blood with a wave of her hand, as if shaking off something dirty, and opened her mouth.
“You’re weak.”
“You… bastard… what on earth did you do? “How can I use my sword…”
Yeo Ha-ryun did not answer.
It just turns your hands black, like when you destroy a sword.
Seeing that, Gunbaekgeom’s pupils narrow vertically like a reptile.
“You have captured strength in your hands. How is that possible?…”
What kind of strange ability did the dragon-like eyes give you?
“Noom! “How can you control strength with your bare hands without even using a sword!”
Gunbaekgeom found out the secret of Yeo Ha-ryun’s hand.
“Go to the underworld and ask King Yeomra.”
Jinpacheonjang (眞破天掌) during the heart radish season.
Yeo Ha-ryun’s body rushed forward like lightning and his palms were stretched out.
In response, Gunbaekgeom gritted his teeth and held out his twin swords.
Two palms imbued with the strength of the Bingbaekshingong!
bang!
however.
Surprisingly, the strength of the Bingbaekshingong is sucked into Yeo Ha-ryun’s black hand as if it were being eaten and disappears.
Wow!
As a result. Both of Gunbaekgeom’s hands were bent at a bizarre angle and broke.
The red scales fell off and the military white sword screamed.
“Aaaah!”
“It’s the last time.”
Yeo Ha-ryun’s hand returns to its original color, and a black sphere appears in front of it and stretches out.
When it touched the military white sword, it expanded and caused a huge explosion.
Crumbling.
The surrounding scenery becomes distorted at the same time.
It shattered into pieces and turned into a realistic landscape.
When Yeo Ha-ryun looks around, people are still there.
The dance is over.
The princess came running to Gunbaekgeom, who had fallen down with his whole body covered in blood.
“Sword!”
The palace owner rushed in, calling Gunbaekgeom’s childhood name, and caught his son.
Jin Tianxi looked at him with a complicated expression.
The son died twice in front of his father.
Even if he said he brought it upon himself, his complicated feelings did not go away.
Yeo Ha-ryun felt a strange pity for his older brother.
‘okay. He’s that kind of brother.’
He doesn’t express it because he’s a villain, but basically, I end up pitying him just because he’s human.
‘That’s why I took a different path from the beginning.’
Because I know that my brother’s path and my own path will not intersect. Yeo Ha-ryun decided to be satisfied with just the parallel lines.
“Heaven is killing my son again!”
Blood flows from the palace lord’s eyes.
“The only one who can protect Heavenly Ice is my son! “The only one who could carry on the guardian’s will and protect the world… was only my son!”
The saint also shed tears at her father’s lament.
But those tears were not shed because her only brother had died again.
‘Father… why? Wasn’t I the same child?’
He was someone who never celebrated my birthday.
However, I thought it was natural since it was the North Sea Ice Palace Lord. There is no need for your father to worry about such personal matters.
That’s why it’s normal to spend your birthday with your nanny.
‘I wasn’t even able to become my brother’s replacement.’
Unable to know the saint’s feelings, Baekju just wipes away her bloody tears.
Blood lines appeared in the eyes.
He put down the body of his son, Gunbaekgeom, and tried to stand up.
It was then.
“Wow. Ugh. Big…”
Gunbaekgeom, who was thought to be dead, coughs up blood and exhales.
As everyone looked on in surprise, the palace queen once again hugged her son.
“Sword! Have you come to your senses? Black!”
“Ah…b…ji….”
“Yes. we are here. Here is the ugly father who made you die because of discipline and pride! Wake up. Wake up….”
“Stand back… so that it’s not me….”
“Sword?”
“Kaaaaaak!”
Sigh!
The gunbaekgeom opened its mouth and bit the palace lord’s neck.
“father! “Father!!”
The saint tried to run out, but one of the elders stopped her.
“Elder Il! Please let go! “Father…”
“Arthur, how can a guy who lost his arm stop that guy? “Dog deaths are not allowed.”
“Ah… ah….”
What should I say?
If you hate your father, you are the only one who is your child, so now I will no longer think of you as my father.
You don’t even have time to get angry about anything.
Brother Gunbaekgeom drinks the blood of his father, the palace lord.
However, the palace lord did not shake off his son, Gunbaekgeom.
“Ah… my son… is it already… too late…”
The saintly daughter just hugged her son with a loving attitude she had never seen before.
In silence and shock.
The palace lord, Baekju, closed his eyes and opened his mouth.
“Daughter…”
The saint was shocked.
“Don’t leave it behind. “The palace lord’s place is now yours.”
And as his body collapsed, Gunbaekgeom, now completely out of human form, stood up covered in his father’s blood.
Scales sprouted from its face, and its teeth no longer belonged to humans.
“Kyaoooooo!”
He stands up with a monster-like roar.
The elders sighed and stepped forward.
“I lost a precious blood relative to a blood vessel’s scheme.”
“It can’t be helped.”
“We must purify the Little Palace Lord and bring back the Guardian Cult.”
The guardians bound to the shrine finally show their power.
The energy emitted by the five of them was intertwined like a chain and wrapped around the Sogongju’s Gunbaekgeom.
It’s not martial arts.
Line up!
Like the examination, the five powers are combined into one.
“Kaaaaa!”
A small archer who resists with his whole body, emitting an energy reminiscent of blood rather than the ultimate yin keeper of the Ice White God.
However, his resistance seemed to fall short of the strength shown by the five elders. His whole body slowly begins to freeze.
Just like Yeo Ha-ryun’s Cheonma Jingi froze earlier.
This time, on the contrary, Sogungju’s blood freezes.
Looking at this, Jin Cheonhee thought.
‘You live selfishly until the end.’
Due to his pride and arrogance in not wanting to give up his ice sword, he gambled with his life and lost and died.
Because of that, the palace lord became a madman, and the damage was indescribable.
Is that all?
He tormented his teacher Zegalin, and even after his resurrection, he never showed any particularly good will.
While I keep those thoughts in a corner.
An unusual change occurred.
Woe!
The blood begins to burn.
It thawed the frozen body and pushed away the power of the elders.
“Isn’t it the power of blood lines!”
“We must stop it with all our might!”
While the elders shouted in surprise. Yeo Ha-ryun was already running.
But before Yeo Ha-ryun reaches it.
Sogungju lets out a scream.
“Kaaaaaaaaa!”
At the same time, blood poured out from all over his body.
It looks like he’s about to vomit out all the blood in his body. Blood spurts out like a fountain.
The moment Yeo Ha-ryun paused at that sight.
A mighty energy flew from the bottom of the mountain like a dragon ascending to the heavens and shattered Xiaogungzhu’s body into pieces.
Quack!
Exploding body. And a certain laughter rings out.
‘no. Who on earth? Wasn’t this a sacred place, so outsiders couldn’t come without permission?’
While Jin Cheon-hee was thinking like that.
“Hahaha! Is this how things are going?”
Three masked people appeared with cheerful laughter.
Geumgwang Virgin Mary, Jocheon-gun.
‘How did the Blood Mission get here?’
But I had no idea who the remaining one was.
He said.
“hello. Seeds of Banseon. My name is Tongcheon. Ah… in the world, that’s right, they are called blood missionaries.”
Uuuuung–
‘Blood missionary leader?!’
At that moment, a formidable energy covered Cheon Ice Mountain!
