He's coming!

In fact, there is no need for Yan Changsha to speak.

Almost the moment Yan Changsha raised his eyebrows, the faces of the dozens of begging masters present all changed, and they felt the crisis.

Like a tanuki targeted by a fierce beast, the hairs around his body exploded, and he had goosebumps visible to the naked eye.

For a while, it was as if winter was coming, the snow was falling, and the body and mind were completely cold.

"What a big snowstorm......"

Yan Changsha's eyelids twitched.

"It's!"

The old man with his pipe froze suddenly, and there was a hint of shock in his eyes:

"The wind and snow follow, the dragon king is coming!"

It's certainly not a real blizzard, but for them, it's no different from the real thing!

It can be seen how strong the spiritual practice of the people who come to the world is.

You know, before he came to the front at this time, he had already made them feel such oppression and crisis.

It's incredible.

"Leaders didn't have such a realm back then!"

A middle-aged black man suddenly stood up, his dark face full of shock.

He was no less tall than Potter, more than two meters, and even more burly and majestic, and when he stood up, he looked like an old bear had become a sperm, and his arms were thicker than the thighs of the people beside him.

But at this time, he was also trembling a little, and goosebumps on his skin were lying like broad beans.

Apparently there was a huge stimulus.

Among the present, only the white beauty didn't feel it at this time because of her shallow kung fu, but seeing that everyone was like a great enemy, what to say about the wind and snow, she was a little confused for a while.

There is no scorching heat in Bacheng in summer, no severe cold in winter, and there are few winds and snows, not to mention that the scorching sun is high at this time, where does the wind and snow come from?

"No wonder, no wonder ......."

The old man's expression changed several times and he muttered to himself.

Mu Longcheng is like a god and demon in the world, and the people who can kill him are really not mortals.

"Such a character, ancient and modern, is rare, no wonder Potter thinks he is not human......"

Yan Changsha looked serious and sighed slightly.

His spiritual cultivation is extremely high, stronger than everyone's perception, and in the dark, he seems to have 'seen' An Qisheng who has entered Bacheng.

Its vibrant magnetic field seems to blend in with the whole city in perfect harmony, without the slightest sense of disobedience.

In Taoism, this is called the unity of heaven and man.

Seeing that the divine warrior can already maintain his own vitality frequency and the surrounding environment, where he is the feng shui array, however, this kind of spirit can not be maintained all the time, and no one can withstand that kind of consumption.

But this person, it seems, can.

"Leader, we can't wait."

Someone couldn't sit still.

"Wait."

Yan Changsha took a deep breath and said slowly: "There is no god in this world, Mu Longcheng is not, I am not, and he will not be!" People are all ....... with weaknesses and limits."

........

With a population of 10 million, Bacheng is an international metropolis, a political, economic, technological, cultural and fashion center of a country, and many historical traces, attracting people from all over the world to travel and settle down.

Different customs, cultures, and habits collide and precipitate in this city, brewing their unique customs.

An Qisheng paced, feeling the humanistic atmosphere that was different from Daxuan.

Spiritual practice to the point where he thinks and feels is different from ordinary people, ordinary people look at people, facial features, figure, temperament, and he, looking at the years, is the essence.

Just like on this street, many tourists play and sigh the style of Bacheng.

And where An Qisheng's eyes fell, he could see the vicissitudes of time, the joy and joy, sorrow and pain of the city.

This is both cultivation and precipitation.

In the course of pacing, people came and went, and the traffic was endless, and it seemed that all the killings of the beggar society had retreated.

Anderson didn't seem to care.

Soon after, he seemed to be aware of it, his eyes swept over, and finally landed at the end of the long street, walking in the crowd of the inconspicuous emaciated old man.

The old man was dressed in a canvas shirt, his naturally curly hair was tied into long braids, his nose was high, his eye sockets were deep, and his skin was even darker.

He walked step by step, carrying the three-pronged staff symbolizing Lord Shiva, and chanted desolate ancient scripture sentences in his mouth.

And the strange thing is that he walked and sang, but it did not affect the pedestrians around him in the slightest, and no one seemed to notice him at all.

It doesn't look good, but in fact it seems to be one with heaven and earth.

This is a great enlightened being, with a breath like a mountain and a sea, and a very high spiritual practice.

As if sensing An Qisheng's gaze, the old man slowly stopped, and a glimmer of brightness shone in his sunken eye sockets.

and An Qisheng at the end of the long street, opposite each other.

"Garuda?"

Although it was a question sentence, An Qisheng's tone was affirmative.

This emaciated old man is the current holy Garuda Garuda of the Three Seals.

This was once the lowest untouchable in the caste system, and he also practiced yoga to the highest achievement of the ancients, and the Three Seals Kingdom was sacred in the world.

"Bloody, flawless, vibrant, energetic, but you are not as young as you look."

Garuda spit out a slightly hoarse and low Daxuan language, with a hint of glint in his eyes:

"I have seen the years in you, I have seen the ancient, your soul is like a majestic holy mountain, holy and majestic, like the sky, vast and unpredictable, is this the realm of Brahmanism......."

In the Three Seals, Brahma is the creator, the founder, and the supreme deity, and all practitioners of the Three Seals believe that 'Brahmanism is one' as a lifelong pursuit.

The unity of 'self' and 'Brahman' is complete liberation, the supreme state.

"It's rare to practice yoga to the point where you're here."

An Qisheng's eyes flashed:

"It's a pity to lose it."

This Garuda looks inconspicuous, but in fact, under the thin body shell, there is a vigorous vitality like a volcano, and his simple physique is not as good as that of a peerless Taoist, but his vitality is hidden and exceeded.

Any god is a masterpiece, and this Garuda is the culmination of yoga and is an extremely rare talent.

It would be a pity to stifle it.

"Yan Changsha bid 1.8 billion yuan and want me to kill you."

Jia Luolou listened to An Qisheng's words, but he was not angry, but sighed lightly:

"But I underestimated you too much, I would not have taken this task if I knew that you were in such a realm, this is insulting you."

"The cub is not distressed to sell Yetian, and the beggar will be rich in the end."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly and looked at Garuda:

"It seems that you still have to make a move, so I'll take your move."

"One move, it's enough."

Garuda nodded.

He stood loosely and said lightly:

"Let's do it."

"Good!"

The moment the words were spoken, a raging wind suddenly erupted on the long street.

The long street was full of people and traffic, but no one knew what was happening, even the beggar gunners with sniper rifles erected on top of tall buildings in the distance, they only felt a flower in front of them.

Nagaruda had already crossed the long street, flashed through the crowd, and came to Anqisheng!

At this time, what appeared in An Qisheng's eyes was no longer the thin old man, who had become tall and big.

The original thin body shell swelled up like a blow, and the original height of one meter six or seven swelled into two meters or so at this time, and the wrinkled skin membrane around the body was even higher than the blue and black tendons!

Not only tall, but also burly.

With the naked eye, the muscles under his ribs spread horizontally, like a two-meter-tall bird that suddenly opened its wings!

Garuda.

It is a giant bird that feeds on dragons and snakes in the mythology of the Three Seals!

This Garuda stepped at this time, roaring, and his ribs were open, just like a mythical giant bird appearing in the world, spreading its wings, wanting to fight the dragon and snake!

His palms were blue and black, and there was a drum-like sound, and his five fingers were as thick as turnips.

This slap fell, and the turbulent air currents had already blown nearby pedestrians to the ground, letting out bursts of exclamations.

This moment.

Garuda burst out with all his life force, his feet trampled like an elephant, the muscles behind his back bulged like a turtle, his ribs like wings, and his belly rolled like thunder.......

The muscles of the whole body, all the muscle fibers, all work at this moment, bursting out with all their strength!

This slap is enough to tear the elephant apart and smash the steel!

Bang!

Strike first, and then the air explodes and then rolls and drums.

"See the power of the gods, the explosive power that is pure to the extreme......."

In the face of this slap, An Qisheng's eyes couldn't help but show a touch of appreciation, and then, he sighed softly:

"Unfortunately, I'm not seeing God anymore!"

A soft sigh seemed to sound directly in Garuda's heart, ignoring everything.

His heart shook.

I saw a palm.

A palm that seemed to be gentle, but in fact it was extremely arrogant, dominated and squeezed all his sight.

The palm of this hand is white and crystalline, as if it is polished from jade, clear and crystalline, and it can be seen that the blood flow in it is clear, and the muscles and bones are distinct.

Bang!

It's like a thunder falling from the sky, like a cannonball exploding!

The flow of people on the long street turned over on their backs, and I don't know how many vehicles braked one after another, if it weren't for the serious traffic jam on this street, there would have been a big car accident this time.

Rao is like this, many drivers are also frightened, and they get out of the car one after another, thinking that they have a flat tire.

Two palms touch!

Tremendous power was applied to both of them at the same time.

Garuda's eyes widened, and visible ripples spread from his arms, from his arms, to his shoulders, to his waist and abdomen...... There were waves on his body!

"There are still such violent ...... in the world"

Garuda's eyes turned red.

The proud and powerful body control seemed to change hands at this time, and the muscles, bones, and membranes were all gone, and the joints of the body were even moaning with a 'click' sound.

Something that had never happened since he practiced yoga had never happened, it happened.

He was beaten off the ground and flew up!

Or when he is prepared and strikes first!

Bang!

Garuda flew upside down into the sky, rolled several times in succession, and his body that had lost control slammed into the ground, grabbing the ground with his head.

Smash the ground into a big hole!