$380 Immortal King!

With the appearance of Bulcaisuo, he appeared in the eyes of the ancestors.

The sacred mountain of Harrogas finally has some life.

But all the visions of life point to Craig who is sleeping!

He is the authority of life, and at this time, Karasim's soul has begun to merge with this sad man!

In Craig's consciousness, Karasim split into two figures, sitting cross-legged with each other.

Karasim and Vandaloni! grab

Opposite them is the Immortal Mr. Craig!

"The glory of the gods will last forever."

Vandaloni opened his eyes and looked at the two people around him.

The power of the legendary monk is constantly exuding from his body, which contains the skills he has mastered after thousands of tempers.

"The glory of Eta will last forever."

Karasim raised his fists, and the buckles of his two gloves made a gentle clashing sound.

Like a bell.

"What's going on?"

Craig looked at the two monks in front of him, a little panicked.

The body continues to exude a green light.

"Your body is enough to support our existence, but reincarnation does not mean that we occupy your body."

Vandaloni lowered his head and spoke softly.

A shadow was constantly moving behind him, and skills other than boxing such as Seven Phase Fist, Exploding Palm, Phantom Body Art, and Golden Bell Break were constantly being demonstrated.

The cover-up at this time lacked the determination and anger he had when he hit Ozil.

The function of the monk originally existed to communicate with the gods.

Vandaloni's approach should be said to be a Taoist teaching.

Following the movement of the shadow, Vandaloni's body floated gently.

The sacred aura that was independent of what the Crusaders knew slowly became richer, exuding a quiet fragrance.

"Reincarnation means that you will understand all the skills we know and feel the blessings of the gods as you continue to grow.

It's just that you can't obtain this power through blood yet. "

Karasim raised his head and looked at his fists, which seemed to be filled with gods, making his expression peaceful and heavy.

Waves of fist-piercing sounds came from his body, ranging from a relaxed sound to a continuous roar.

The dull sound of the fist hitting the demon was no longer noisy at this time, but showed calmness.

The monk Karasim, who is good at boxing, used the Vandaloni in his previous life to integrate the Phantom Body Technique and skills other than boxing.

It's just that in the previous battle, he hadn't had time to show his fighting style.

The sounds of Thunder Light Fist, Chongxin Fist, Jinjin Jue and Hundred Splitting Fist echoed continuously.

Only sounds can be heard, but no shadows can be seen demonstrating these four boxing techniques.

"Craig, we will become one, but you will still be you."

Fandaloni took over the conversation and spoke leisurely.

He knew that the barbarians had been told what needed to be explained.

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Everything about the monks has not yet been entrusted to the weak Craig, but the power of life can awaken their souls, allowing the two legendary monks to exist and fight in a manner similar to the barbarian ancestors.

"What should, I mean what should I do?"

Like a frightened hamster, Craig looked at the two monks in front of him with some trembling.

After obtaining the memory of the monk with the help of Leoric, he probably understood what happened to him.

It's just that this is an unfamiliar experience, so I feel intimidated.

"Don't do anything and wait for the day when you can communicate with the gods."

Fandaloni said this, and his body turned into a ray of light and rushed into Craig's body.

The first step in reincarnation is to turn a flame from Craig's soul, and then use himself as fuel to continuously illuminate this soul.

Burn away the impurities and become pious.

"The gods are within you."

Karashim smiled, turning into a soft sound that melted into Craig's body.

Outside, Bulcasso looked at the changes on the holy mountain with a serious expression.

"Now you have an immortal king! So do what needs to be done!"

Bulcaisuo shouted, and a stronger light came from the gate of the Holy Mountain!

As if echoing.

The Holy Mountain of Harrogath is no longer the Holy Mountain of Arreat.

Everything here is brand new, and there is no body of the first generation ancestor being pressed at the bottom.

There is no guidance from the half-asleep soul.

It’s just that you won’t be free in the end.

The souls of the ancestors can still only stay in this place, existing through persistence and unfulfilled wishes.

Feed back the Holy Mountain with your soul, just to keep that insignificant bit.

"Bulkasso! Protect me!"

The ancestors roared one after another like the roar of the mountains and the sea.

There is no fanaticism, just reverence and hope for the future.

The Immortal King is not just a title, but a long enough period of peace.

Every Immortal King can bring this!

And Bulkesso is the most powerful one!

"I'd like to interrupt. No offense, but I can't wait any longer on this issue."

The somewhat thin old man looked at every change on the holy mountain, patted Bulcasso's shoulder blade and asked:

"Where is this place, and how did I get here? By the way, you can call me War." Bx戅

The old man said "War" with some pain.

His old face tensed up.

In his eyes, the barbarians were also dangerous enough.

Even more dangerous than those endless Daleks.

Because these beings are human!

In the wizard's sanctuary, a weak voice with astonishment sounded.

"The Immortal King has arrived!"

Sonya opened her eyes in the New York sanctuary and shouted this sentence at the first time!

She felt the existence of the Holy Mountain and established a connection with those ancestors.

When she was in the Sanctuary, she had lost all contact with the ancestors, and this feeling of loss and recovery made her excited.

Blood kept pouring out of her mouth, but she still struggled to stand up!

In the previous battle, she couldn't even summon the unconscious phantoms of the three ancestors.

That moment meant that Sonya's power was greatly weakened.

It was for this reason that she chose to take the risk to find the body of the first ancestor.

But the final result was that she was hung on the pillar as a sacrifice, waiting for Lilith's arrival.

Sonya kept thinking in her mind.

But she couldn't get an answer!

As an absolute genius among the barbarians, if Sonya said that she lacked something, it would only be facing failure.

Sonya didn't even see enough setbacks on her way to growth.

This also counts the times she challenged Bulkathos to fight.

Sonya was so strong that she had never experienced failure.

Until the day when the Holy Mountain of Harrogath disappeared in the Sanctuary!

"Madam, I think you need treatment now."

The king looked at Sonya, who was still vomiting blood after sitting up suddenly, and said a little uneasily.

As a mage who had seen Bulkathos, he almost instantly recognized Sonya's identity as a barbarian.

It's just that now is not a good time to chat.

"I will pay for the losses caused, but now I have more important things to do!"

Sonya stood up with difficulty and pressed the wound on her abdomen with her palm.

The wounds that were bled by Lasma have not healed yet, but Sonya can't wait for the treatment.

The medicine bottle has no effect on them with the departure of the Holy Mountain.

After all, the rules of life have been taken away from the hands of the world.

Sonya shakily opened a portal.

She is now going to meet the new Immortal King!

Look who it is, with the breath of Bul-Kathos in his body, but it is no longer the familiar power!

Before seeing it with her own eyes, Sonya will not believe that Bul-Kathos has disappeared.

Sonya needs to verify this change herself.

It's just that her body is unusually weak.

The first ancestor used her blood to become a sacrifice to awaken Lilith.

Even if Sonya's life is saved, Sonya will not be grateful!

The backhands left by the first generation of Bul-Kathos all point to the cruel truth.

The existing barbarians will only worship the first generation of Bul-Kathos as a god, and there will be no one who still regards him as a trustworthy Immortal King!

Now, the new Immortal King has been born!

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High Heaven.

Ithrael smiled at Izual, whose body no longer changed.

He sat in the center of the Angris Council, quietly observing the Holy Mountain of Harrogath.

The reappearance of the Immortal King is good news.

Because this temporarily dispelled Ithrael's plan to point the spearhead at the barbarians.

He can't bear the anger of Bul-Kathos now, but soon he won't!

Because an angel's soul has returned to the High Heaven! Ozir is recovering little by little, but he has no intention of helping. NoveltIanLaIXSw.戅

Ozir is a follower of Malthael, and Ithrael doesn't think he can make the Burning Angel change his mind.

But he can make some preparations to welcome Malthael's arrival.

Or stand against the Soul Taker with a clear banner to gain more things.

The new world means that he has more choices and doesn't have to fight with those demons.

There is no need to rush to calculate those Nephalem who touch the position of gods.

As for what the original world has become, he already understood it when he escaped from that place.

Selfishness is something that archangels find difficult to give up.

Especially for the guy with a strong desire for control, Balance!

"Izual, prepare a gift, and then go to the Holy Mountain of Harrogath at the right time.

I don't want Bul-Kathos to come to the High Heaven when he saves you.

This place is sacred and vast, but there is no place that can accept the children of demons like Nephalem."

Izaril took out the parchment and kept writing.

He gave orders to Izar without raising his head.

Izar nodded, but his movements were a little slow.

"Then, collect a portion of the demon's flesh and blood and put it into the origin of Ezil. I want to know how Malthael will treat an angel who becomes a demon."

Izaril put the quill on the table and faced Izar.

Balance and wisdom are not very harmonious.厺厽 Tianlai Novels tianlaixsw.com 厺厽

Especially after the Archangel of Balance killed the human Tyrael!

Wisdom without justice is still powerful, because wisdom has reached a higher level.

But the power of justice still exists and cannot be forgotten in the corner.

Ozil will recover.

It's just that the time of recovery needs to be decided by him, Isreal.

As for when the High Heaven will start to expand its members, it depends on when Bul-Kathos will give his attitude in the posture of the Immortal King.

Threats or warnings don't matter.

As long as Bul-Kathos arrives, Isreal will have a way to convince the new Immortal King.

He can even seize the life of that world.

Plans must always be forward-looking.

Challenge wisdom once in calculation, and then try to control the barbarians in the name of balance.

This is a great enough goal.

As long as he can make the gods of this world recognize him!

The chaotic competition is about to begin, and Isreal is determined to be the one who laughs last.

Balance is the pursuit of all worlds.

There will be no destruction or rebirth.

There will be no loss or gain.

Ithriel intends to save the world with this idea.

All sacrifices are worth it.