It seems like an ordinary mountain top.

"Are you a little discouraged?"

Xiao Changfeng suddenly looked at Holy Son Qingming with a smile.

"The legend is a lie. It would be too hypocritical to say that I am not disappointed. But although I am disappointed, I am not discouraged. It should be mine and no one can take it away. It should not be mine and I can't force it."

Holy Son Qingming quickly adjusted his mood and forced a smile.

Then he spoke calmly.

His ambition was not big and he didn't think about what he wanted to do.

For this peak, it is actually more of an obsession.

As for whether there is really any inheritance.

On the contrary, he is not as persistent as others.

At this time, when I climbed to the top and looked into the distance, I just felt that the scenery was uniquely beautiful.

"Since I'm here, I naturally want to get something to make my trip worthwhile."

Xiao Changfeng smiled.

Then he stretched out his hand and touched it in front of the eyes of Holy Son Qingming.

A low shout was like spring thunder exploding from the tongue, suddenly exploding.

"Open your heavenly eyes and see the green bull!"

Whoosh!

Holy Son Qingming trembled all over.

Then two bright green lights burst out from his eyes.

The green light is like the sun, illuminating the heaven and earth.

And at this time.

Holy Son Qingming finally saw it!

Only seen between heaven and earth.

There is a huge green bull.

The green ox is extremely tall, with its head in the sky and its feet on the earth. Its body is like a mountain and its hooves are like pillars of heaven.

A pair of towering horns seem to pierce holes in the sky.

An unprecedented sense of oppression.

The Holy Son Qingming felt as if he was carrying a mountain, and his breathing was suffocated.

He opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at this scene.

I just feel smaller than ever before.

Like ants in front of Mount Tai, like dust in the starry sky.

This feeling of insignificance made him unable to help but kneel down and worship.

It's just that this huge green bull, except Xiao Changfeng and Holy Son Qingming.

Others can't see it at all.

Even the Saint of Guangling, who possesses divine consciousness, cannot see it.

"So this is the so-called god!"

Xiao Changfeng stood on the top of the peak, looking at the huge young man with calm eyes.

Although he is also small.

But it seemed like he was overlooking this huge green bull.

At this time, he finally saw the gods of this world for the first time.

"Cultivation of one's moral character but weakness of Tao is the opposite of a true immortal."

Immortal cultivators follow the great path and do not value themselves.

The gods, on the other hand, focus on themselves and do not pay much attention to the Great Dao.

Quite the opposite.

From a realm perspective.

Gods are almost the same as real immortals.

But in terms of strength.

The difference between the two is just like Xiao Changfeng and an ordinary warrior.

Now that he has seen the Minotaur God, Xiao Changfeng's goal has been achieved.

"Since you are destined to me, I will give you a blessing."

Xiao Changfeng glanced at Holy Son Qingming and spoke calmly.

The next moment.

In everyone's shocked eyes.

The two horn peaks shook with rumbles and then quickly shrank.

In the end, it turned into two green horns and landed on the head of Holy Son Qingming.

From now on.

There is no more Niujiao Peak in Lingfeng Sect.
Chapter completed!