He is here!

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

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

It was like a raccoon cat being targeted by a beast, its hair all over its body exploded, and it had goose bumps visible to the naked eye.

For a moment, it was like the cold winter was coming, and heavy snow was flying, and the body and the heart were completely cold.

“What a heavy snow and snow…”

Yan Changsha's eyelids twitch.

"This is!"

The old man holding the pipe froze, and a trace of shock appeared in his eyes:

"The wind and snow follow you, and the Dragon King is coming!"

Of course, this is not the real wind and snowfall, but for them, it is no different from it!

It can be seen how powerful the spiritual practice of the visitor is.

You know, before he came close to them, they had already felt such oppression and crisis.

This is simply incredible.

"The leaders didn't have such a state back then!"

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

His height is no less than Porter, and he is more than two meters tall and even more burly. When he stands up, he looks like an old bear has become a spirit, and his arms are thicker than others' thighs.

But at this time, he was also trembling, and his skin was covered with goose bumps, lying like broad beans.

Apparently thrilled.

In the audience, the only white beauty was not feeling it because of her superficial skills, but she was a little confused when she saw everyone as if they were facing a great enemy.

There is no scorching heat in summer and no severe cold in winter. There is little wind and snow, let alone the scorching sun is hanging high at this time. Where does the wind and snow come from?

"No wonder, no wonder..."

The old man in the pipe changed several times and murmured to himself.

Mulong City is like a god and a demon in the world. The person who can kill him is indeed not an mortal.

"Such a person is rare in ancient and modern times. No wonder Potter thinks he is not a human..."

Yan Changsha looked serious and sighed slightly.

His spiritual practice is extremely high, and he is stronger than everyone's perception. In the dark, he seems to have "see" An Qisheng who entered Bacheng.

Its vitality magnetic field seems to be integrated with the entire city in a very harmonious way, without any sense of incongruity.

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

The warrior who sees the gods can already maintain his vitality frequency with the surrounding environment, and wherever he is located is the Feng Shui array eye. However, such spirit cannot be maintained at all times, and no one can bear such consumption.

But this person seems to be OK.

"Leader, we can't wait."

Some people can't sit still.

“Wait a little longer.”

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

...........

Bacheng has a population of tens of millions and is an international metropolis, a country's political, economic, scientific, cultural and fashion center, and has many historical traces, attracting people from all over the world to travel and settle.

Different customs, cultures, and habits collide, settle down in this city, and create their unique style.

An Qisheng walked along, feeling this humanistic atmosphere different from Daxuan.

When spiritual cultivation reaches his level, what he thinks and feels are different from that of ordinary people. Ordinary people look at people, facial features, figure, and temperament. But he looks at the years and is the essence.

Just like on this street, many tourists are visiting and sighing at the charm of Bacheng.

Where An Qisheng's eyes droop, he can see the vicissitudes of time, the joy and joy, sorrow and pain of this city.

This is practice and precipitation.

As I walked along, people came and went, and the traffic flowed endlessly. It seemed that all the beggars and beggars for killing were retreating.

An Qisheng seemed to care nothing.

Not long after, he seemed to have some sense, his eyes swept across, and finally fell at the end of the long street, a thin old man walking among the crowd inconspicuously.

The old man was wearing canvas clothes, his naturally curly hair was tied into long braids, with a high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, and even dark skin.

He walked step by step, carrying a three-pointed stick symbolizing Lord Shiva, and recited desolate ancient scriptures.

What's strange is that he walked and sang, but it did not affect the pedestrians around him at all, and no one seemed to notice him at all.

It looks unfavorable, but in fact it seems to be integrated with the world.

This is a great enlightened person, with a breath as high as a mountain and a sea, and his spiritual practice is extremely high.

As if he noticed An Qisheng's gaze, the old man stopped slowly, and a trace of brightness appeared in his deep eye sockets.

Looking at An Qisheng at the end of the long street.

"Galaro?"

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

This thin old man is the sacred Garula Garula from the Three Seal Kingdoms.

This once the lowest untouchables of the caste system, also the highest achievement of yoga practices that has never been seen before, is the sacred sacred nation of the Three Seals.

"The essence and blood are perfect, flawless, full of vitality, and energetic, but you are not as young as you look."

Garulo spit out a slightly hoarse and low-key Xuan language, with a glimmer of light in his eyes:

"I saw the years in you, and saw the ancient times. Your soul is like a majestic holy mountain, holy and majestic, like the sky, vast and unpredictable. Is this the realm of Brahma and I the same as one..."

In the Three Seals, Brahma is the creator, the founder, and the highest god. All practitioners of the Three Seals practice regard "Brahma, I am the same as one" as a lifelong pursuit.

To achieve unity between "self" and "Brahma" is a complete liberation and supreme state.

"It is rare to practice yoga to your level."

An Qisheng's eyes flashed:

"It's a pity to lose this."

This Garuda looks inconspicuous, but in fact, under his thin body, there is a strong vitality like a volcano. His simple body is not as good as a Taoist in Juechen, but his vitality is hidden.

Any god who sees God is a master of humanity. This is the ultimate achievement of Garuda's yoga collection, and it is even more rare.

It would be a pity to kill it like this.

"Yan Changsha bids 1.8 billion and wants me to kill you."

After hearing An Qisheng's words, Garolou was not angry, but just sighed:

"But I underestimated you too much. If I had known that you had been in this state, I would not have taken this task. This is an insult to you."

"I don't feel sorry for selling my son's land. I'll beg for the truth and beg for money."

Anqisheng shook his head slightly and looked at Garulo:

"It seems you still have to take action, so I will take your move."

"One move is enough."

Garulo nodded.

He stood loosely and said lightly:

"Let's take action."

"good!"

The moment the words were spoken, a strong wind suddenly gushed out from the long street.

There were people coming and going on the long street, and there was a lot of traffic, but no one knew what was going on. Even the beggars who had sniper rifles on the tall buildings in the distance felt a flash in front of them.

Garulo had already crossed the long street, flashed through the crowd, and came to An Qisheng!

At this time, the one who appeared in An Qisheng's eyes was no longer the thin old man, but he became tall and big.

The originally thin body shell expanded like a blow-off. The originally 1.67 meters tall suddenly expanded to about two meters. The wrinkled film around the body was even more supported by the blue and black tendons!

Not only tall, but also burly.

It can be seen from the naked eye that the muscles under his ribs spread horizontally, like a big bird two meters tall, suddenly spreading its wings!

Garulo.

It was originally a giant bird that feeds on dragons and snakes in the myth of the Three Seeds!
To be continued...