Martial Arts: I am in the Ming Cult and I am building a dynasty

His innate magical power exploded, and rolling thunder and fire exploded, burning the palm print containing endless poison.

Then the two sides scored as soon as they touched.

Yang Zhao stood motionless in the air, with a wisp of poisonous smoke attached to his fingers and palms, but it was instantly turned into ashes by the breath of thunder and fire, and there was no trace of abnormality.

On the contrary, Jiao Zong, whose poisonous skills were restrained by Yang Zhaotian, retreated dozens of meters violently, with marks of burns from lightning and fire all over his body, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Oh, the ceiling of a martial saint, your level of cultivation is probably not earned by begging on the street."

Yang Zhao stood with his hands behind his back, looking down upon the Poison Immortal Jiao Zong in the void.

Speaking of which, these five enemies actually took Yang Zhao's siege quite seriously.

Not only did he use secret treasures to seal the only way to Chang'an in the north, he also locked the void.

He even sent a Martial Saint who had been famous for hundreds of years and was extremely skilled in plotting against people and poisoning people to lead the team, and more than twenty Martial Saints followed him.

These individuals are not contemporary figures, and they are at least over a hundred years old.

With such a lineup, they were unable to deal with Yang Zhao, who only had the cultivation level of a Martial Saint.

You can imagine how much importance it takes.

But now, the fighting power and ability displayed by Yang Zhao made everyone shocked.

Even the toxin that can corrode the void is almost useless to Yang Zhao.

The only Martial Saint Ceiling was defeated by Yang Zhao in a head-on confrontation.

Jiao Zong no longer had the calm and pretentious look he had before, and said in a somewhat crazy tone, "Impossible, you have already left Guanlong, and you have no power from heaven and earth, how can you compete with me, the ceiling of the Martial Saint realm."

Today, all the forces involved have conducted quite thorough research on Yang Zhao.

In the battle of Jingnian Zen Sect outside Luoyang City, Yang Zhao displayed the cultivation level of a Martial Saint. Although his combat power was extremely strong and he was almost invincible at the same level, it was not excessive.

Later, Yang Zhao established a government in Guanlong area, and with the help of the power of heaven and earth, he demonstrated extremely strong fighting ability.

But everyone knew that it was just a temporary state after the blessing of the National Dynasty.

The six great dynasties, and even among many aristocratic families and martial arts sects, all have some similar secret techniques for explosive growth.

That is why all parties have chosen this best time.

Taking advantage of the chaos in the Sui Dynasty, he gathered forces from several parties and firmly restrained many powerful men in Guanlong. Then he set up a killing plan in Sichuan and Shu, hoping to completely eliminate Yang Zhao, the biggest hidden danger.

Who would have thought.

After just one year, Yang Zhao had not only broken through to the peak of Martial Saint, but was also able to burst out with power to compete with the strongest Martial Saints.

This is simply a fantasy.

Anyone who practices martial arts and reaches the realm of Martial Saint must have spent a long time honing and studying bit by bit, and then slowly advancing.

In just one year, he went from being a beginner to reaching the peak of Martial Saint, and even had the lethality to fight against opponents of higher levels.

What a bummer.

"Master Poison Immortal, this boy is a monster, why don't we set up a formation?"

"Yes, Poison Immortal, please put the overall situation first and don't let this boy escape because of a momentary anger."

"Jiao Zong, if you can't do it, don't try to show off..."

Chapter 678: Colorful Poison, Corruption Field

A Martial Saint has basically no chance of winning when facing a being at the ceiling level of Martial Saint.

The power displayed by Yang Zhao could be described as fierce and domineering.

In a head-on confrontation, the Poison Immortal Jiao Zong was beaten into a miserable state.

Even the force of thunder and fire that burst out from Yang Zhao's attack was so great that a large group of Martial Saints couldn't even figure out what it was.

Fighting against this genius who is a demon of all ages.

Although everyone is at the same level, if a fight really breaks out, I'm afraid they will all be beaten to death by the other side with one punch each.

It's impossible to win by fighting, you can only deal with it by setting up a formation.

Looking at the group of powerful Martial Saints who were retreating around him, the already furious Poison Immortal Jiao Zong was almost laughing out of anger.

"Damn you, Yang Zhao, you really think a mere Martial Saint can be my opponent."

"Please get out of the way. I was just careless and didn't dodge."

As a powerful warrior at the ceiling level of Martial Saint, Jiao Zong still has to have some dignity.

When they heard Jiao Zong's words, Ni Huihui, Jiang Lingxu, Lu Xun, Xu Daofu, the Five Anzi, Jiutian Shengji and others did not even say a word of politeness and dodged a thousand meters away on the spot.

However, although these people were far away, they finally remembered their mission and formed a formation.

When the Poison Immortal Jiao Zong saw this scene, he almost lost his temper.

After a while.

The Poison Immortal Jiao Zong looked at Yang Zhao with an extremely grim expression. Without saying any more nonsense, he directly displayed his own path. He was unwilling to engage in close combat with Yang Zhao, so from a distance, he directly mobilized his boundless true meaning and was in harmony with the laws of heaven and earth.

Immediately afterwards, a beam of light that penetrated the sky and the earth appeared behind Jiao Zong.

hum!

The light column was illusory and was forcibly fixed by Jiao Zong with the vital energy in his body, gathering infinite colorful aura and condensing it into a huge area that was about to include Yang Zhao.

The moment the colorful field opened, those originally motionless flowers, plants and trees seemed to come alive at this moment, controlling the boundless wood energy and earth energy, and entangled and strangled Yang Zhao.

Looking at this scene, Yang Zhao was more or less disappointed.

After condensing the Zhoutian acupoints in Chiyou's blood cave, Yang Zhao could clearly feel that more than 90% of his body that had been inexplicably cut off had been completely replenished.

The cultivation level of the peak Martial Saint has been completely perfected.

If Yang Zhao had not yet figured out the next step in his martial arts career, he would have been able to reach the realm of Martial Saint anytime and anywhere.

At this time, a martial arts master who was at the peak of his powers came to fight with him, which just met Yang Zhao's wish and allowed him to test his own fighting ability.

But this poisonous immortal Jiao Zong is really terrible.

Clearly, his cultivation had reached the ceiling of that of a Martial Saint, but his foundation was not even as good as his previous self, and he could only rely on his vile poison technique to harm others.

But it’s of no use, because Yang Zhao now has the power of thunder and fire, which can destroy evil and disaster.

These so-called poison techniques, including the colorful field formed after inducing the laws of heaven and earth, could not get close to Yang Zhao at all and would be directly burned into nothingness.

Layer upon layer of ancient trees and vines swarmed in like giant pythons and dragons.

At first glance, this scene seems to be the arrival of the tree world.

But no matter how strong the ancient tree vines were, they could not penetrate within three meters of Yang Zhao, and would be directly burned to ashes by a layer of green flames.

Faced with this crappy ceiling of the Martial Saint, Yang Zhao couldn't even think of using weapons.

"Poison Immortal Jiao Zong, if this is your only means, I'm afraid the battle is about to end."

In the world of trees, flames are rising and lights are dancing.

But at this moment, Yang Zhao was like a straight spear, standing in the center, with one hand behind his back, looking at the Poison Immortal Jiao Zong with mockery and contempt.

"Damn you, bastard! How dare you mock me?"

"Do you think these are all my methods? This is just an appetizer."

"Colorful poison, corrupt field, die."

In the colorful area, the trees and vines that covered the sky like a vast ocean began to change from their original lush green color to colorful and blurry colors under the strenuous urging of the Poison Immortal Jiao Zong.

Wait until endless colorful colors fill the void.

Suddenly, the endless trees and vines began to melt like accumulated liquid, and the surrounding void, land, etc. seemed to be sinking into a collapsed poisonous eye of the void.

Poison is not the true path of the Poison Immortal Jiao Zong.

Instead, it uses poison to attract poison, stimulating and promoting the latent toxicity in the endless plants, forming a corrupt existence that can corrode everything.

From poison to corruption, if it goes a step further, it may even be sublimated into the poison of aging or even the poison of time.

This is quite interesting.

Seeing the scene where the Zhoutian void was madly corrupting and collapsing, Yang Zhao finally became interested.

But after the endless breath of corruption surged over, even the purple thunder and green fire seemed to be pulled into a swamp whirlpool, and disappeared completely without even a few waves.

The horrifying breath of corruption rolled like a long tongue, annihilating the thunder and fire, then licked towards Yang Zhao.

Zizi!

Yang Zhao was also a man of great skill and courage, and upon seeing such a ferocious look, instead of continuing to activate his thunder and fire magical powers, he withdrew the surrounding Qi flow and stretched out his hand to capture the corrupt breath that was licking towards him.

This breath of corruption has a colorful black color.

As soon as it fell into Yang Zhao's hands, the breath of corruption began to aggressively corrode Yang Zhao's flesh, bones and blood, which was even more terrifying than aqua regia.

Use poison to stimulate vitality, and then accumulate that endless vitality, transforming life and death to form a deadly toxin.

Produce, accelerate, assimilate, erode...

Yang Zhao seemed not to feel the pain in his palm at all, but was carefully savoring the Tao and Principle intertwined in the process of the corrupt breath.

His practice has reached Yang Zhao’s level.

Yang Zhao has almost trained his essence, energy, spirit, mind, and intention to the extreme.

Before breaking through another limit barrier in the body, it has become a luxury to continue to grow rapidly in strength.

However, the slow improvement, like water dripping through a stone, did not suit Yang Zhao's wishes.

So ever since entering the Heavenly Dao Space.

Yang Zhao then turned his attention to things that could be quickly accumulated and improved, such as rules, principles, and knowledge.

Unfortunately, with Yang Zhao's current acupoint world strength, the star power he attracted was limited. After it was transformed into the mysterious spiritual energy, even if Yang Zhao entered the heavenly space, he could not touch more threads of laws.

But now, the attack of the Poison Immortal Jiao Zong made Yang Zhao see something broader.

Chapter 679: Poison Immortal Jiao Zong, a Really Good Person

Relying solely on the power of the stars absorbed from the Zhoutian acupoints, and with the help of the idea of ​​upper clarity and lower turbidity in the process of the world's creation, one can even evolve the pure energy of the primordial spirit.

The pure energy of the primordial spirit can allow Yang Zhao to enter the heavenly space.

However, the authority to enter the Heavenly Dao space and comprehend the three laws of heaven and earth are limited to thunder, fire and gold.

It's like a creature stuck in a spider web.

Before Yang Zhao broke free from the constraints of the laws of heaven and earth, or comprehended the three laws of thunder, fire and gold to a certain degree, the range of Yang Zhao's activities in the Heavenly Dao space was very limited.

But the laws of heaven and earth are so powerful and profound.

The law of thunder, the law of fire, and the law of gold are all the mainstream of heaven and earth. On each law, countless principles and theories are intertwined, as well as countless subdivided branches.

Profound and mysterious things are not what Yang Zhao seeks now.

Compared with profound and mysterious things, Yang Zhao is more interested in breadth. The more extensive, the better.

The more he understands, the more Yang Zhao can introduce into the opened up acupoint world. With the improvement of his own cultivation, the acupoint world continues to expand, and the laws introduced into it will also spontaneously evolve, improve, and enhance.

This is the mystery of the way of the world.

After being entangled by the three major laws of thunder, fire and gold, Yang Zhao was almost about to give up the path of pursuing extensive knowledge.

Be prepared to practice one law diligently and attentively, and when your understanding is deep enough, use the magic of the connection between the laws to extend to other laws.

This is also the normal way of seeking the Tao.

But now.

Although the Poison Immortal Jiao Zong wanted to kill Yang Zhao once and for all, the corrupt poison that was pushed to the limit also fully demonstrated Jiao Zong's understanding of the laws over hundreds of years.

Yang Zhao was overjoyed when he saw this, and immediately activated the Zhoutian acupoints to draw in the power of the stars.

The power of the stars is transformed through the acupoint world, forming rolling clear air and merging into the primordial spirit.

However, this time, Yang Zhao did not directly use this wave of assists to enter the Heavenly Dao Space, but instead put all his spiritual power on the Breath of Corruption in his palm.

as predicted.