As the appearance of Burkeso, it was in the eyes of his ancestors.

There was finally a little vitality on the holy mountain of Harrogas.

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

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

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

Karasim and Vandaloni!

Opposite them is Mr. Immortal Craig!

"The glory of all gods will last forever."

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

The body was constantly emitting the power of the legendary monk, which contained his mastery of those skills after repeated training.

"The glory of Ita will be forever bright."

Karasim raised his fist, and the clasps of the two fists collided gently.

Like a bell.

"What's wrong?"

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

The body continues to emit a faint green glow.

"Your body is enough to support our existence, but reincarnation is not our occupancy to your body."

Vandaloni lowered his head and said softly.

A phantom behind him was constantly moving, the skills other than the seven-phase fist, the burst palm, the magic body ritual, and the Golden Bell break were constantly being demonstrated.

The concealment at this time was gone without the determination and anger he had when he hit Ozl.

The functions of monks existed at the beginning to communicate with all gods.

Vandaloni’s approach should be said to be a deed.

As the phantom moved, Vandaloni's body floated gently.

The sacred aura that was independent of the holy army knew gradually became richer and exuded a quiet fragrance.

“Reincarnation means that you will understand all the skills we know and feel the favor of all gods in your continuous growth.

But you can’t get this power through your bloodline.”

Karasim looked up at his fist, and the fist seemed to be hosting a god, making his expression quiet and heavy.

Flashes of fists broke through the air came from his body, from the relaxed sound of breaking through the air to the roar that was connected.

The dull movements made by the fist hit the demon became no longer noisy at this time, but only showed peace.

The monk Karasim, who is good at using boxing, merged the magical body rigor and skills other than boxing through Vandaloni in his previous life.

But in the previous battle, he had not had time to show his fighting style.

The sounds of the Lei Guang Fist, the Heart Fist, the Broken Strong Fist and the Hundred-Break Fist are constantly echoing.

Only sounds can be heard, but no phantom can be seen to demonstrate these four boxing techniques.

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

Vandaloni took over the conversation and said leisurely.

He knew that the barbarians had already informed the things that needed to be explained.

Now he can continue to practice as a guide.厺厽 笔下文学 bxwx.co 厺厽

Everything about the monks is not entrusted to the weak Craig, but that life force can awaken their souls and allow the two legendary monks to exist in a way similar to the ancestors of the barbarians and fight.

"I should, what should I do?"

Craig looked at the two monks in front of him like a frightened hamster.

With the help of Leoerick, he probably understood what was happening to him.

It’s just that this is an unfamiliar experience, so I feel afraid.

"Do nothing to do, and then wait for the day when you can communicate with all gods."

Vandalone 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 from Craig's soul into flames, and then use itself as fuel to continuously illuminate this soul.

Burn the impurities and then be pious.

“The gods are in your heart.”

Karasim smiled and turned into a soft voice, blending into Craig's body.

And outside, Burkeso looked at the changes on the holy mountain with a serious expression.

"Now, you have another immortal king! So do what you should do!"

Burkeso shouted, and a stronger glory came from the gate of the Holy Mountain!

It seems to be echoing.

The Holy Mountain of Harrogas is not the Holy Mountain of Yareth.

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

There was no half-sleeping soul to provide guidance.

But I just can't be free after all.

The souls of our ancestors could only stay in this place and existed through persistence and unfulfilled wishes.

Use your soul to feed the holy mountain just for the insignificant little retention.

"Bulkeso! Protect me!"

The ancestors roared like whistles from mountains and seas one after another.

There is no fanaticism among them, only respect and hope for the future.

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

Every immortal king can bring this!

And Burkeso is the most powerful one!

"I want to disturb you. Although I have no intention of offending, I can't wait for this issue."

The thin old man looked at the changes in every place on the Holy Mountain, patted Burkeso's shoulder blades and asked:

"Where is this place, and how did I come? By the way, you can call me war." Bx大发

The old man felt a little sad when he spoke of "war".

The old face became nervous.

The barbarian is also a dangerous enough existence in his eyes.

Even more dangerous than those endless Daliks.

Because these existences are humans!

In the saint of the wizard, a voice with weakness sounded in shock.

"The Immortal King is here!"

Sanya opened her eyes in the New York Sanctuary and shouted this sentence as soon as possible!

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

When she was in the shelter, she had lost all contact with her ancestors, and this feeling of losing and regaining her was excited.

Blood kept gushing out of his mouth, but he still struggled to stand up!

In the previous battle, she could not even summon the unconscious phantom of the Three Ancestors.

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

It is precisely because of this reason that she chose to take the risk of finding the bodies of her first ancestors.

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

Sang Ya kept thinking in her mind.

But I can't get an answer!

As an absolute genius among the barbarians, if Sang Ya says something is missing, it will only face failure.

Sang Ya has never even seen enough setbacks on her growth path.

This also requires all the things she invited to fight to Burkeso.

Sang Ya is so powerful that she has never experienced failure.
To be continued...