Meng Zhao is so talented and has unparalleled foundation. In terms of courage, arrogance, and a dragon blood, who is afraid of?

This is the most reckless and most appropriate way to hammer Yang Caisheng into a dumb fire.

Even so, Yang Cai still never thought of giving in. For a moment, Xiaoyou was not considered good, and then said,

"I still have a punch for the Great Vajra Seal. If I can still win, then I will lose in one battle today."

In fact, he still has many methods, including light skills, claws, fingering, and even dragon and tiger spirits. However, the nearly four hundred punches just now failed to cause such turmoil to Meng Zhao, and other methods were just a waste of time.

Only by using the strongest means and the most domineering moves, one move determines the outcome.

After saying that, Yang Cai took a deep breath, like a whale swallowing the rivers and seas. All the countless vital energy in the world were swallowed by him in one mouthful, making his already tall, majestic, and even terrifying body more than an inch higher. The violent blood and blood burned, causing the temperature of the surrounding environment to rise sharply, as if he was in a stove.

The thighs as thick as a bucket appeared in complex and entangled blue veins as if they were as slowly spread. At some point, the cracks had extended outward for several feet, and the traces were thick and terrifying, like monsters with wide mouths, swallowing people at any time.

The huge fists began to shine like gold at this time, with bright and moist water and rippling waves. The left fist was filled with green dragon, the right fist was entrenched in the white tiger, one arm stood horizontally in front of the chest, and one arm raised the belly to make a posture of a Buddhist Vajra holding the demon-subduing pestle and pinching the fearless seal.

As the true energy surged out, I saw the Vajra Dharma image of binding the dragon with one hand and riding a tiger, wrapping Yang Cai in it, and a sense of ostentatious, domineering, holding the power of the world in his hand spread.

Powerful, majestic, upright, and infinite power. As soon as this Vajra appeared, it immediately brought a huge sense of oppression to everyone on the mountain.

The masked man Zhao Hun had the most low cultivation level, and his breathing could not help but suffocate. His originally straight back was bent a little, and this sense of pressure was constantly blessed and strengthened, as if he was about to completely press him down to the ground.

However, what he learned was that he had treasures and connected the treasures in his arms. A wisp of extremely pure power flowed all over his body, as cool as water, and his pressure suddenly decreased. He was not angry but happy, and there was a little more anticipation in his eyes.

In this state, the Dharma image has been completely solidified, that is, it is practiced to the level of reality. The power is absolutely incomparable to the virtual image. It is impossible to say that Meng Zhao can be killed on the top of the mountain in one fell swoop.

At this moment, Yang Cai's combat power has truly reached its peak. Even though there are countless warriors in the huge Lingwu City, there are only a few of them compared to him.

This is a genius who does not practice Qi and becomes Gang, but is enough to kill a genius who practice Qi and becomes Gang.

Tie Xiongfei was also dazzled and confused when he was under pressure, he seemed to have some understanding.

The charm of martial arts he practiced was derived from the meaning of tempering the essence and iron, and gradually became undestroying the sharpness. It was quite similar to the nature of the Vajra. At this time, he saw the Dharma image of the Dragon and Tiger Vajra. Even if he was not as profound as Meng Zhao, he also understood the essence of immortal gold. In the future, he would have hope of breakthrough in martial arts.

Of course, Meng Zhao was the one who watched the most exciting thing.

Whether it is the masked man Zhao Hun or Tie Xiongfei, they are all outsiders. Yang Cai’s Dragon and Tiger Vajra Dharma image has not been targeted at them, and the oppression he has been subjected to is limited.

Meng Zhao was different. He felt a violent threat at this time and would not die, but it was likely that he would be seriously injured, and the level of the reality of the Dragon and Tiger Vajra was somewhat beyond his expectations.

The Dharma image is divided into three levels: virtual, real, and divine image. Most innate warriors are at the stage of virtual, and anyone who can understand the truth can be considered top in the innate skill.

A purple light appeared in Meng Zhao's eyes. A purple myrtle star burst out from his sea of ​​consciousness for eight hundred miles. It should have appeared in the present world, but it was locked firmly by Emperor Yu's armor and the armor of the Canglong, so the power of the stars rolled, but it did not show any strangeness.

At the same time, pinch the fist mark with one hand, and twelve incest syllables were emitted from the mouth and nose, shaking the blood marrow, and hundreds of meridians opened. Then a vortex of vitality appeared out of thin air above Meng Zhao's head, like an hourglass, causing the surging vitality like a waterfall to be poured into his body by using the spirit of the head to the sky.

As soon as the vitality enters the body, it suddenly adds fuel to the fire, and the qi and blood are burning violently. Soon, a purple true dragon with scales and claws, a ferocious dragon head, and lifelike appearance.

As soon as the true dragon magic image came out, a powerful and cruel aura that looked down at the heaven and earth also rose up.

What's even more terrifying is that the true dragon Dharma image has a trace of ancient meaning, meaning that a clan that once dominated the country and was the protagonist of the world, even if it was out of date, still had a trace of will to heaven and earth.

For a moment, within ten miles of Guangping Mountain, a tide of beasts briefly set off, and birds and beasts rushed to escape from Erniu Peak, because a truly top overlord appeared there.

This scene also shocked the other three.

The reality is also the reality, which is simply incredible.

With the understanding of foundation, cultivation, physical body, martial arts, spiritual martial arts, and even Dharma images, Meng Zhao is like a hexagonal warrior, all knowing, all exquisite, powerful, and perfect, so desperate.

In fact, Meng Zhao is really far inferior to Yang Cai’s practice of Dharma. The reason why he is the reality is entirely because of his special physical condition. Under the inspiration of dragon blood, he directly turns into reality.

In other words, from the moment Meng Zhao entered the innate world, when he used the Dharma image, he had no idea what the virtual image was, but it was directly the reality.

It seems that the process of polishing and practicing is better, but its power is much stronger than ordinary reality.

Sometimes, talent can really make people reach the top in one step.

It’s like rushing to the destination by walking, riding a bicycle, and taking a plane.

Under the infusion of the spiritual will of Meng Zhao and Yang Cai, the purple true dragon, dragon, tiger and Vajra seem to gradually develop wisdom, generate wisdom, and independently absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, and the body also soars all the way.

In the end, the Vajra Dharma image became a giant spirit about ten feet high, as high as a city tower. When stepping on the top of the Erniu Mountain, the ground was shaken by one foot.

Similarly, Meng Zhao's true dragon magic is even more exaggerated, fifteen feet long, winding and circling, and his huge body seems to have real flesh and blood. With a slight tremor, it crushes a large forest and crushes it. The giant trees that have grown on the Erniu Peak for countless years have been broken and crushed.

Tie Xiongfei was stunned and murmured,

"This is martial arts, this is martial arts!"

What is martial arts?

Some say it is power, some say it is faith, and some say it is a simple skill.

In fact, in the eyes of most warriors, martial arts is a way to achieve gods and demons.

Pick the stars and take the moon, burn the mountains and boil the sea, carry the mountains and chase the moon...

All kinds of magical powers are incredible and immeasurable.

Although the magical powers of Meng Zhao and Yang Cai are still thousands of miles away from the real gods and demons, they can already see the afterglow of those amazing methods in ancient times.

Only when you practice martial arts to this level can you have the nerve to call yourself a master or a strong man.
Chapter completed!