The Great Tao Chronicle

The observation deck is dead silent, and the dullness is full of swords drawn.

Many high-level officials of the Beggar Association and the responsible persons stationed in various places held their breath and did not dare to disturb the dialogue between the two leaders.

"Can kill God, only God, that one, is no longer human."

Potter looked at Yan Changsha.

This mysterious and mixed-race heavenly favored son, who has already seen God in his thirties, is the first genius in the 300-year history of begging.

Although he and Mu Longcheng did not have the name of master and apprentice, Kung Fu was taught by Mu Longcheng.

He is the only heir of the Dragon City Group in name, the Beggar Society.

"Ugh!"

Yan Changsha sighed softly.

His voice has a powerful infectious power, he sighed, and all the experts of the Begging Association around him felt heavy for a moment.

"Daxuan has a long heritage and is the foundation of various martial arts, but there are too many mysterious and mysterious things, which can be learned, but cannot be studied in depth."

Yan Changsha looked at Potter, the instructor who had trained him when he was young, shook his head and said:

"Instructor Potter, you are too deep into the devil. How can there be a **** in this world? It's just a powerful person."

"Man has limits, but God does not."

Potter also shook his head, and there was a ripple in his blue eyes: "If the strangeness of the Himalayas was suppressed by him, do you still think so?"

The matter of the Himalayas is a secret only to ordinary people.

For the chaebols and major forces of various countries, it is not a secret at all.

"You're talking about the loss of the Himalayas?"

Yan Changsha tapped his finger on the table for a while, only to feel that the generation gap between himself and Potter was too deep. This blue-eyed white man was more like a native of Xuanguo than himself, who had the blood of Xuanguo.

Moreover, the mud feet are deep.

"Compared to rumors, I believe that it was a research virus leaked by a certain country, which caused a large-scale infection. Compared with zombies, I think they are walking dead."

Yan Changsha said something, not too lazy to discuss such a stupid topic with Potter, and instead said:

"Instructor Potter, I received the dead letter you sent, do you have anything else?"

"Not speculative, just half a sentence."

Potter didn't say more, and turned to leave.

The eyes of the others flickered and looked at Yan Changsha.

Yan Changsha tapped the table top with a smile and let Potter leave.

The Beggar Association is not a strict organization. It is not easy to join, but it is very free to leave, and it will not interfere easily.

What's more, Potter is the chief instructor of the Beggar Society. There are many people who have been trained by him, and he has a great influence.

"leader."

Until Potter's footsteps could no longer be heard, at Yan Changsha's left hand, a blond white man in a straight suit spoke:

"What are you going to do next?"

"Wait."

Yan Changsha straightened up, the smile on his face gradually subsided:

"Waiting for the 'God' in Potter's mouth!"

On the viewing platform, many experts of the Begging Association were shocked.

They are all masters who have practiced for decades, the elites among the elites. Of course, they do not believe what Porter said. However, it is an indisputable fact that that person defeated Mulongcheng. No one dares to harbor such an existence. watch for.

Including Yan Changsha.

How high the prestige of Mulong City was, how terrifying the enemy was.

And Mu Longcheng was originally in the Begging Association.

is the leader,

It's a dragon!

This time, An Qisheng chose a tanker instead of a plane.

He has never rejected tools. If the tools are easy to use, use the tools. If the tools are not easy to use, he doesn't care about other things.

Take a gun and make a plane, the Tao is not pure.

Such a way is too fragile.

After Qianfan's original intention has not changed, and he has read the world, he still has this ambition. This is the seeker.

On the deck of the tanker, An Qisheng stood against the wind, with a natural body shape that seemed to blend in with the sea breeze, extremely harmonious.

In the distance, a black line appeared at the end, land, coming.

"Things are different."

An Qisheng felt slightly.

The East is reserved, the West is unrestrained, and the magnetic field between heaven and earth seems to have been transformed in the humanistic atmosphere.

"Oh? Here again? In this world, there are many people who are not afraid of death."

Raising his eyebrows slightly, An Qisheng's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.

With a movement, he has already jumped off the deck.

After Mu Longcheng's death, the Longcheng Group released a reward for An Qisheng in the underground world, the amount of which was as high as 1.8 billion Xuan coins, which naturally attracted the attention of countless desperados.

Daxuan is a restricted area for mercenaries, and no mercenary group dares to provoke the Eastern Giant Dragon, the world's number one land warrior.

But at the same time that An Qisheng stepped out of the country, mercenaries from various countries had already learned about him.

Tracking along the way, there were many ambushers, but most of them sank into the sea without a sound.

"Oh! Someone jumped into the sea!"

"Oh my God! He's still from the Xuan Kingdom!"

An Qisheng's actions were not concealed, which naturally attracted bursts of exclamations.

Many foreigners leaned on the railing and looked down, only to see An Qi born in the sea breeze, landing on the sea, and walking on the water.

There was a commotion for a while.

Huhu~

The waves rippling and overturned on both sides, and An Qisheng stepped among them, like a speedboat riding the wind and waves, and the speed was extremely fast.

The exclamations on the tanker were quickly thrown behind him.

Hua Jin is no more than knee-high on water, how much is his physical strength out of Hua Jin?

After more than a month of practice in the snow mountain, his physical strength has made great progress. Seeing God, no one can compare with him. It is natural to be galloping on the water.

"Ok?!"

Almost at the same time that An Qisheng was walking on the sea, above the clouds, above a helicopter, a black man released the transmitter and picked up the walkie-talkie:

"Target, target is running on the sea, running on the sea! How did he run, how do I know how he ran?"

boom!

Just as he was talking, an unknown seabird collided head-on.

His body trembled, and he quickly controlled the direction. Before he could say the scolding, he saw the overwhelming seabirds rushing towards him in front of him.

"Oh no!"

With a scream, a large number of seabirds whizzed past.

The helicopter whirled and plunged into the sea with a long plume of smoke.

Amidst the waves, An Qisheng glanced lightly.

Snow Mountain sits quietly in January, and what he has gained is not only the transformation of his physical strength, but his spirit has also been brought into play.

The condensing of Qi Seeds is only secondary to the improvement of his own strength. What is more important is that he has been able to communicate with the magnetic field of the heavens and the earth with his own magnetic field, although he cannot do the same as the Jiufujie that burns the mountains and boils the sea.

However, it has been able to convey some simple messages. Buddhists have a heart-to-heart connection. That’s it, it is naturally easier to manipulate birds and beasts than to manipulate humans.

He just glanced at it lightly, and he ignored it and stepped towards the land. His speed was very fast, but his movements were not embarrassing. As he stepped between the waves, the sea breeze was blowing.

The whole person floated like a fairy.

It didn't take long for him to step into the land.

Some people who want to block can't be blocked at all, they can only watch him disappear from sight, and after a long while, they hurriedly notify others.

Longcheng Group is located in the city of Lun, where the sun never sets.

The headquarters of the Beggar Association is not in the country where the sun never sets.

Because Mu Longcheng didn't pay much attention to the Beggar Society, and just used it as a tool.

The person who really presided over the begging meeting was Yan Changsha.

An Qisheng naturally knew this.

As soon as he entered the land, An Qisheng saw the strength of the Beggar Association, and he really understood why the Beggar Association was defined as a terrorist organization in many countries.

boom!

boom!

On a plain, a cannonball pulled long tail flames across the sky, intertwined with each other like a net, covering the place where An Qisheng was.

"So simple?"

A few tall mercenaries in the distance were slightly taken aback.

The target who offered a reward of 1.8 billion profound coins was just beaten to death?

Only one person, his pupils shrank.

But it was the smoke, dust and gunpowder everywhere, and there was no An Qisheng in the soil and stones!

"not good!"

There were warning signs in his heart.

I saw the wind whistling in the distance, and a white shadow stepped forward.

Can't describe his speed.

Before the voice could be spit out, there was a pain in the neck, and the whole person flew up and was interrupted by the neck.

Three landing sounds made a sound.

An Qisheng drifted away, and the three corpses behind him twitched a few times like dead snakes before losing their breath.

This is already more than ten ambushes that An Qisheng has encountered along the way.

But so far, I have encountered some mercenaries.

The real master of the Taoist Association, but he didn't see one.

However, An Qisheng didn't care. He raised his eyebrows and looked into the distance. In the faint, the world-famous iron tower seemed to appear in his eyes.

and its previous breath

"Dead, dead again?"

On the observation deck of the tall iron tower, a beautiful white woman's hand trembled while holding her mobile phone.

She raised her head and looked at Yan Changsha: "Leader, this person, this person, ran 350 kilometers for more than an hour, and killed seventeen top mercenary regiments!

he,

It's almost time to enter Bacheng! "

The expressions of other people also changed, and they were secretly shocked.

Even if you know that the person who comes is tyrannical, it is still a little shocking to hear it.

You know, those who dare to take the bounty will not be ordinary people, and they will be killed so easily, and they will not even play a role in blocking the road.

"Leader? How to deal with it?"

Someone couldn't help but make a sound.

Just doing this and waiting for someone to knock on the door is really a bit embarrassing.

"Whether holding Dan or sitting on the straddle, or seeing God, his physical strength is limited. Running all the way, fighting, he has no chance to rest, even if he hits the door, it should be the end of the shot!"

An old man in a black coat was holding a bag of cigarettes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After taking two puffs, he knocked on the cigarette bag from the corner of the table:

"Decades ago, the two saw the gods with a lot of strength. What about the masters of the Dan realm? Isn't it planted in our hands? This person is no exception."

"You always say so."

A young man approached with a smile and lit a cigarette for the old man.

The other people looked different, no one dared to be careless, they all watched, urging the white beauty to report the situation.

call

At a certain moment, Yan Changsha raised his head as if he had felt something, and a dignified expression appeared in his deep eyes.

felt the crisis.

It was the first time he had felt such a strong crisis since his prejudice against God. Even if the private plane he was on was shot down by the Golden Eagle Kingdom last time, there was no such crisis.

"he came!"