Climb high and look far.
The world is small.
Xiao Changfeng takes Qingming''s son.
Stand on the top of Niujiao peak.
from ancient to modern times.
The peak of Niujiao peak was reached for the first time.
Xiao Changfeng stood with his hands down and his face was calm.
However, the son of Qingming is a shock in his heart, just like the waves crashing on the shore.
The top of Niujiao peak, did you really climb it?
This... This is like a dream!
And now in the Lingfeng sect.
The crowd was quiet first.
Then there was an uproar.
"Ascend... Ascend the top?"
Li Jinde''s eyes widened, and his face was full of shock.
The legend of ox horn peak.
I''ve heard of it since the day he was born.
But all along, no one has ever been able to climb to the top of the mountain.
He thought there were gods and no one could climb to the top.
But today.
He saw it with his own eyes.
The excitement in my heart is like a surging wave, which is difficult to calm.
The same is true of the other elders.
And Fengmo Laozu and Zhang Jiayang, these foreign guests.
It''s also incredible to see this scene.
The legend of Niujiao peak has been circulating in China for thousands of years.
Almost everyone who comes to lingfengzong will want to try to climb.
But whether it is a great ancestor, a saint, or a strong person in heaven.
In the face of this rumored ox horn peak, which is the horn of the gods.
It''s impossible to climb to the top.
"Xiao Changlao is really a God and man!"
Zhang Jiayang''s face was full of joy and couldn''t help praising him.
Alchemy and pills have made him admire them.
This time, I saw Xiao Changfeng climb the top of Niujiao peak with the Holy Son of Qingming.
It also makes his respect for Xiao Changfeng stronger.
It has nothing to do with strength and realm.
It''s a state of mind respect.
"Hum!"
The devil sealing father looked ugly and snorted coldly.
And the most unacceptable.
The white star golden emperor.
"How could he climb Niujiao peak? It''s impossible!"
The pupil of the golden emperor of the white star shrinks suddenly, and his heart is shocked.
Is constantly questioning.
Although Xiao Changfeng''s talent and strength are extraordinary.
But because of the humiliating battle of Qinglong mountain.
Let him always remember and hate Xiao Changfeng.
At this time, the result is contrary to my own ideas.
It was hard for him to accept.
The hatred for Xiao Changfeng is deeper.
"Brother Xiao is great!"
Lin Xueer covered her small mouth and her big eyes were full of surprises.
She had been worried before.
But unexpectedly, Xiao Changfeng rode away and climbed directly to the top of the peak.
"Xiao Changfeng!"
The beautiful eyes of the saint are bright.
The original heartless state of mind.
Suddenly a faint ripple appeared.
"Worthy of being my master!"
Guangling saint''s beautiful eyes are shining like an idol.
It seems that she has fully accepted her status as a slave.
"I will kill you!"
Baihuasha was full of strong killing intention and looked at Xiao Changfeng.
Like a cold winter wind.
With different feelings, they looked at Xiao Changfeng and Qingming son at the top of Niujiao peak.
However, after Xiao Changfeng paused for a moment, the vision of the sparrow tongue sage.
It was a slight frown.
"The ancestor once said that if you can climb the peak, you may get a wisp of inheritance of Tauren God. Why hasn''t it appeared yet? Is what the ancestor said false?"
At this time, Xiao Changfeng and Qingming Shengzi have reached the top of Niujiao peak.
But there was peace between heaven and earth.
There is no heaven and earth vision, and there is no divine inheritance.
It seems that the legend of Niujiao peak has always been.
Just a lie!
If people can accept it for a while.
But over time.
This uneasiness and doubt is getting deeper and deeper.
"It seems that nine times out of ten the legend of Niujiao peak is false."
Zhang Jiayang waited for a moment and shook his head slightly.
And the powerful realm strongmen of Fengmo Laozu and other forces.
Is a sneer in my heart.
The legend of Niujiao peak is false, which is a good thing for them.
After all, no one wants lingfengzong to rise.
That would be a bad thing for other forces.
At this time, the Holy Son of Qingming recovered from the shock.
There is the same doubt.
He stood on the top of the peak and looked around.
But I didn''t find anything strange.
It seems to be an ordinary mountain top.
"Is it a little discouraged?"
Xiao Changfeng suddenly smiled and looked at the son of Qingming.
"Legend is a lie. It''s too hypocritical to say no disappointment. However, although there is disappointment, there is nothing to be discouraged. It should be mine, no one can take it away, it shouldn''t be mine, and it can''t be forced."
Qingming son soon adjusted his mood and forced out a smile.
Then he opened his mouth.
He had little ambition and didn''t think about what to do.
For this peak, in fact, it is more an obsession.
As for whether there is really inheritance.
On the contrary, he is not as persistent as others.
At this time, I only feel that the scenery is unique.
"Now that I''m here, I naturally want to get something. It''s worth the trip."
Xiao Changfeng smiled.
Then he stretched out his hand and wiped it in front of the Holy Son of Qingming.
A low drink, like spring thunder on the tongue, suddenly exploded.
"Open your eyes and see the green bull!"
Shua!
The son of Qingming trembled all over.
Then two bright blue lights burst out of his eyes.
The blue light is like the sun, illuminating the heaven and earth.
And now.
The son of Qingming finally saw it!
Between heaven and earth.
There is a huge green cow.
The green ox is very tall, with the sky on its head, the earth on its feet, the body like a mountain and the hoof like a pillar in the sky.
A pair of towering ox horns seem to pierce the sky.
An unprecedented sense of oppression.
Let the Holy Son of Qingming only feel as if he was carrying Mount Tai and his breathing stopped.
He opened his mouth and stared at the scene.
I just feel as small as I''ve ever been.
Like mole ants in front of Mount Tai, like dust in the starry sky.
This sense of smallness made him kneel down and worship.
Except for Xiao Changfeng and the Holy Son of Qingming, this huge green bull.
No one else can see.
Even Guangling saints with divine knowledge can not be seen.
"So this is the so-called God!"
Xiao Changfeng stood on the top of the peak and looked at the huge young man with calm eyes.
Although he is equally small.
But it seems to be overlooking this huge green cow.
At this time, he finally saw the gods of the world for the first time.
"Cultivating one''s morality and being weak is the opposite of true immortals."
Those who cultivate immortality walk on the road and don''t value themselves.
The gods, on the other hand, give priority to themselves and do not pay much attention to the avenue.
Just the opposite.
From the realm.
Gods are similar to real immortals.
But in terms of strength.
The gap between the two is like that between Xiao Changfeng and ordinary martial artists.
At this time, Xiao Changfeng''s goal was achieved when he met Niutou God.
"Since you are destined for me, I will give you a piece of fortune."
Xiao Changfeng looked at the son of Qingming and opened his mouth faintly.
The next moment.
In everyone''s shocked eyes.
The two ox horn peaks rumbled and then shrunk rapidly.
In the end, they turned into two blue horns and fell on the head of the Holy Son of Qingming.
Since then.
Lingfeng sect no longer has Niujiao peak.
But there is one more Qingming Holy Son with the first ox horn!