Possessing Nothing Chapter 376
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Chapter 374: 374
700 years ago.
It was a long time ago, but Lee Sung-min could not pass the word over.
I did not feel any determination or tension in front of the fighting to die and killing in the bleeding horse.
Is the basis of my leisure being confidence of strong person, or the age of old man who lived for hundreds of years? Lee did not dare to judge it.
Sura Thousand Year.
700 years ago, it was called the first thing in the world. Unfortunately, Lee Seong-min did not know what the Sura Thunder ball was.
Even if you look back at all the memories of your past life, there is no such thing as a long time ago.
‘Are not you?’
[I do not know.]
I asked him in anticipation, but he responded with a loud voice.
[This elder was alive 700 years ago, but he was not interested in human negligence. This little man was a man and not a human.
So I did not care. The weapon is … … Do not write? I saw the hem of the bare hands.
He gestured toward Lee Seong-min, bringing his loose right hand forward.
“I am too old, the first second will yield.”
“Is not it a concession?”
“I grew old but I do not think it’s enough to make concessions.”
He said with a smile. At first, do you go for a walk? I do not think I can finish it in the first second.
So carefully, without giving you the chance to fight back. But without doing it dry.
I shot that window. Sungmin’s choice of herbivore was the oceans, the naming island, the god of the earth.
When the current glowed, the window had already entered the hemorrhagic heart.
The distance between the two was pointless. The window narrowed down at one step, and the long window and the edge formed at the end tried to penetrate the chest of the hemorrhoid before the window.
“Fast.”
The evaluation of hemorrhage was slower than window. He moved his right hand, stretched out in the future, and spilled the tip of the cane and muttered the evaluation.
Lee Seongmin did not greedy.
I already knew that I would respond in some way. Draws a broken window and stretches the foot forward.
I swung my arms around the window. Changjun on the other side of the windowhead becomes a blunt and looks for hemorrhoids.
It is a simple move, but it is a movement that uses body, inner ear,
The mouth of the hemorrhagic rumble.
Quiche!
The pillar of the pavilion disappeared without trace. Bloodmachine, like an acrobat, pulled his upper body out of the attack by Lee Seongmin.
His red hand, his young fingertips, aimed at him. The euphoric feeling prevailed.
The confidence of the wind was spread. Leaping into a close-range space, Lee Seong-min has just seen his place explode.
‘What is it?’
It was hard for Lee Seong-min to grasp the kinds of arts without seeing them once.
To be able to do it, I have to ride a genius. Experience and eye-catching … … Although I did not know the experience, there was no interest in Lee Seong-min.
‘It’s not fast.’
It was sure. Speed is much faster this way. So it feels strange. Lee shook the window whole.
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Spreadslides and a blood stream covered the space. Blood was lifting both hands against the offensive that pressed ahead with no gaps.
Both hands of the hemostat swept the front. The red wave that ran along with the hand gesture pushed Lee ‘s offensive side by side.
“The place is not good.”
The bloodmaid murmured. It was as it was said. It was only shed without letting it go.
Lee Seongmin ‘s attack swept the floor, and the building that sustained the pavilion began to collapse.
Lee ignored the collapsed building and leaped. I have not been able to figure out what the blood pressure is. What I can tell you.
[It is power to ignorant.]
Even though he moved late, he broke the whole space that Changro took over. Unlike his attitude, his bloodlessness was full of power.
“Look.”
He said the blood was flying in the air. He lifted his fingertip and pointed down. There was a one-sided fight underneath.
The warriors of the Clan were not blocking the progress of the Black Dragon and the Jana. Warriors tried to spread their magic everywhere, but their magic was not able to penetrate the enchantment that Yana had opened with a powerful force.
“The bloodline is collapsing. What… … The Clan League anyway has no reason to exist anymore. If you join them, you can catch me easily. ”
I moved my body instead of the answer. Bloodmae laughed at seeing such a sister. I would say, but if Lee Seong-min really joined with the Black Dragon or Yana, it would have been a hiccup.
I had no intention of commemorating him.
Blood was sincerely trying to die here. I wanted to fight against the excellent unmanned man, to defeat him with all his strength. Anyone who has lived for hundreds of years will have this hope.
Free.
No matter how much time is spent, it is impossible to see the end. It was the bloodmajor better than anyone in the world.
It is 700 years.
He devoted 700 years to nothing. Being a vampire, he chose to do nothing but live by Jenny Ella.
But I can not go forward. As if someone had set an absolute limit, no matter how much time he poured out, he could not get any better.
Hundreds of years have passed, and the proud man, who was proud, became poison to eat a little spirit.
No matter how hard you try, you can not go forward and you do not see the end. I did not even want to give up.
Eventually, I felt I wanted to fight and die. It was like fighting with all the things I had, fighting and dying.
‘Yes, everything.’
The smile disappeared from the face of the hemorrhoids. At the same time, the energy flowing throughout his body jumped. Lee Seong – min ‘s face hardened.
‘All of you.’
The appearance of blood hemorrhage disappeared.
I could not see it with my own eyes. All of a sudden he came into the square with no vision.
Feeling in a sense of a sixth sense, twist the upper body. He controlled the approach of hemorrhage by swirling the window, but his body dug through the window trail like a real ghost. The hand to squeeze loosely was not fast but still strange.
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Pretzels! Successive strikes knocked on Honjin. Lee Sung-min was pushed back, but shot the window.
Kowloon killing spree was swiftly hit by hemorrhage. Blood did not back down.
His no-goodness was as good as before, but the movement of blood hemorrhoids was positive. He held both hands holding his hands like a hook.
Pretending!
The Kowloon killing spree that was overtaken was torn in the hand of the blood. Fragments of scattered rains fell down.
Blood jumped without seeing it. Lee Sung-min did not back down, but ran against the stomach.
The blood was not gorgeous, but the strength in it was enormous. When he saw that Kowloon killing was torn apart, he prepared for the next grazing.
Intra-articulation and intense force entered the window. A stretched window made a lightning strike.
Hemp did not avoid seeing the river facing the front. The red river that covered his body became more and more intense.
He became a gigantic, blind light and jumped into the river. Blood spread both hands wide. His moving hand gesture made a ghost.
It rips it off.
I could only say that. Gwancheon, which was given enough power, was grabbed by the hand of blood. The way that I opened the way, I pushed my hands toward Lee Seongmin’s chest.
Lee Sung-min did not back down, but he did not leave the castle. Ibo scared, Sambo fake, Savo frenzy.
The pace of the stretch was completed. The space occupied by the gait was woven with a clear flesh.
more.
The bloodmaids muttered with a small voice and grabbed both hands with a fist. The bloodmare twisted and swung his fist.
Fake!
The bomb that contained the ignorant power shook the space. The first time Ibo was lost. The bloodmare stepped forward and swung the other fist.
Quiche!
Sambo was destroyed.
[Unlike the example, the logo is exciting!]
I was choking. Lee Sung – min set up a spearhead without shaking. At that point, Bloodma once again shook his fist and broke Sabo frenzy.
The hemorrhage was hard.
He does not know what he is writing. I do not know what kind of person blood was 700 years ago.
But now, Byeongmae’s priesthood is superior to those who have fought.
Even Chang Wang, who is in a higher level than Lee Sungmin in the weapon named Chang, could not easily tear Lee Seongmin’s negligence.
Chang Wang was ahead of Lee Seong-min as a technique but lacked Lee Seong-min.
But it was not blood. His negligence seemed to be monotonous, but he was surely staring at the gaps of Lee Seongmin.
It was not simply strong ignorant power. The degree of comprehension was much higher. However, it treats the body with a powerful force freely.
If it were not the day, it would not have been possible for Lee Seong – min to win the battle against bloodmaids. And if it was a full moon, it would surely have been defeated.
So I do not understand.
I have a bunch of people. Though he sold out for 700 years, he did not have any more than that.
At least because of Lee Seong – min ‘s feelings, he seemed to be a little bit stronger or even stronger than the enemy who had fought with the owner.
However, it is incomparable with the company. Because of the lack of talent in blood? Does that make the 700 years of effort too futile?
Finally, a spirited river town that does not reach the transcendence comes to mind.
Those who were born with abundant talent also came up with it. Everyone who came to the brink of transcendence.
‘Limit… … . ‘
It is as if you have decided to say, ‘Up here’.
Kim Jonghyun called the world a breeding ground. I know what it means.
In this world, Elya invites Lee Yi-in from all levels and aims to collect and develop different kind of magic and magic.
Several times this giant kennel has been repeatedly opened and closed, and each time it has been accomplished, it has killed the kennels in the form of a bell.
If he becomes a perfect transcendent, he is expelled from Aryan.
The massacre was said to have left the world because the owner of the estate passed the transcendence.
‘… … Too much. ‘
Ultimately, all beings in the world are determined from the very beginning.
Very occasionally, exceptions such as buy-outs or forgery occur. Most beings do not exceed their limits.
Just like a sparrow did not reach the edge. As if blood was weaker than 700 years.
So what about me?
I suddenly thought that. Lee Sung – min was freed from all fate, extinguishing the predator.
At the same time, he gained the strength of the irrational exorcism that transcended the limits, and succeeded to the power of self-reliance.
Through him, Lee Sung-min was forced to have a “room for growth” that was not possible with his talent.
Like you.
When Volander is destroyed, he remembers the voice of the man who made his ear.
Byeomma said that his innocent person, Sura, was the first to be called the world’s best 700 years ago.
It is only a story 700 years ago. Sabo fainting, the blood that was destroyed, walked in the sky and came to Lee Seong-min.
There is no place for Sura to throw a ball in the debate about the first place in the present age. Lee Sung-min’s body was released from the deep inside.
“The best of the world.”
Lee Sung – min muttered with a small voice. The blood vessels stretched their hands, which were wrapped in a light beam, toward Lee Seongmin.
The urge completely wrapped the window. The space creaked. In the past, when I was fighting King Chang for the first time on my way back to Haraz.
For the first time, Lee Seong – min opened this herbarium and failed to open it completely. This herb was very well suited to the power of Lee Sung – min, but he could not bear the incomplete body Lee Seong – min had at that time.
Kwachon Prayer Window.
It was the work that gave it to me and gave me a job.
Lee Seong-min Although he is not the first person on earth, his absence is the best thing in the world.
Because it is the touch of the first one who is the highest person, Ma Wang Yuan.
The space was littered with a purple mist.
The circle was opened.
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