"spread!"

The Qin clan's saint shouted loudly, and in an instant, the people who besieged the black golden bull quickly retreated. These people were already scared of being killed by the black golden bull.

"boom!"

The ten-foot-tall Red Fire Bronze Man stepped forward and punched him out, and the shocking air twisted.

The Wujinniu was bombarded out on the spot and smashed a huge rock to pieces.

However, the spirit beast quickly climbed up, like a body poured by black gold, without even a trace of scar.

"Moo!"

The black golden bull roared, and his eyes also showed blood.

"boom!"

A powerful momentum erupted on the body of the black golden bull. The body of the black golden bull, which was originally more than two meters tall, continued to grow bigger and soon turned seven or eight feet high, like a black mountain with an extremely terrifying aura.

"Even I am not an opponent of this black golden bull." Chu Chen narrowed his eyes. Whether it is physical or strength, this black golden bull can crush him at this moment.

"This spirit beast is very powerful. If it were placed in ancient times, it would be enough to transform into a true god." Changhentian nodded, and naturally saw the power of this black golden bull.

If a spirit beast can transform into a true god, it can be said to be very powerful. Whether it is a human race or a demon race, it is difficult for it to fight against it in one-on-one situation.

According to Changhentian, in ancient times, he once encountered a black golden bull who transformed into a true god. He wanted to get the blood of the black golden bull, but after three days and three nights of battle, he failed to kill the black golden beast. Instead, his own cultivation was greatly damaged and he had to give up in the end.

"Dong!"

Just as the two were talking, the black golden bull, which had changed into seven or eight feet tall, smashed the Red Fire Copper Man to pieces. After the phantom dissipated, the eighteen Qin disciples squirted blood one by one, and were seriously injured in an instant.

The black golden bull seemed to transform into a black hill. Anyone who was targeted by him would die if he was hit. Even if he was affected, he would either die or be injured.

The Qin clan's saint held a seventh-grade spiritual sword in his hand. Judging from the aura of the spirit sword, it was a seventh-grade spiritual weapon.

However, his sword slashed at the body of the black Jinniu, leaving at most a few white marks, which could not break the powerful defense of this spirit beast.

"boom!"

The black golden bull suddenly turned his head, his body was huge, but his speed was not slow at all. The horns on his head were like a scimitar, hitting the Qin clan's Holy Son.

The Qin clan's saint dared not resist, so he used the small move technique to retreat.

Seeing the heavy casualties of the people under his command, the face of the Qin clan's Holy Son was extremely ugly. This was the second time he had been hunted, but he didn't expect that this black golden bull was much more powerful than he thought.

I guess even if the ancestor who was invited to the Nirvana realm would be sure to kill this black golden bull.

However, the stronger this black golden bull is, the more precious its spiritual blood will be. Especially the spiritual blood of the black golden bull can improve the qualifications of root and bone, the human race can obtain the physique that can evolve, and the demon race can evolve bloodline!

The Qin clan's saint chose to practice the Three Spirits Divine Transformation Art. He had a lot of ambitions. Transformation into an imperial body could not satisfy him. He needed to obtain the spiritual blood of the black golden bull, so as to open the road of evolution and eventually transform into a divine body!

"Damn it!"

A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the Qin clan's holy son.

The black golden bull rushed around the crowd. Even the power of the seventh-grade spiritual weapon could not break its defense. The Saint Tianhua and the Lord of the Sunset City tried every means, but they could not do anything about this powerful spirit beast.

In just a moment, within ten feet of the magnificent bullock as the center, no one dared to approach. The fierceness was everywhere, and humane jokes and slander appeared in his scarlet eyes.

Obviously, this black golden bull did not take the mobs of the three forces seriously.

Hundreds of people died here. The body of the black gold bull shrank and returned to normal. He ate the bloody corpses and squinted his eyes and seemed to enjoy it very much, as if he was tasting delicious food.

Like ferocious beasts, spiritual beasts cultivate the body of beasts, and at the same time they also have the cruel and tyrannical nature of ferocious beasts.

"Die, die!"

The Qin clan's saint shouted angrily, and three rays of light appeared on his head, one blue, one purple, and one white.

"Wind, thunder, gold, three kinds of artistic powers?"

When Saint Tianhua saw this scene, her beautiful eyes shrank slightly. She naturally knew that the Qin clan's saint had only been through the War Spirit Realm for two years. It was already rare to cultivate to the Fourth Level of War Spirit Realm in such a short time. She actually practiced three kinds of artistic powers.

Moreover, it seems that all these three artistic powers have reached the seventh level.

"Is this the power of the Three Spirits Transformation Divine Art?" Saint Tianhua thought to himself. Although he was a little envious, the risk of practicing the Three Spirits Transformation Divine Art is very high. Not everyone has the confidence to practice it. Moreover, even if some people want to practice it, they may not be able to practice it.

"I am worthy of being the saint of the ancient Qin clan." The Lord of Sunset City also narrowed his eyes. Although he was a master of the seventh level of the War Spirit Realm, he also mastered a kind of seventh level of artistic conception.

With the blessing of the three artistic conceptions, the seventh-grade spiritual sword in the hands of the Qin clan's saint is extremely bright.

The artistic conception of wind and the artistic conception of thunder made his speed faster. He used the technique of small movement and appeared above the head of the black golden bull in an instant.

At the same time, the blazing white light condensed on the battle sword, and the power of Gengjin was unstoppable!

Although the three artistic conceptions are all seventh level, the power of the three artistic conceptions is definitely comparable to that of the ten artistic conceptions!

However, when Chu Chen saw this scene, he still shook his head. The black golden bull itself is at the tenth level of the war spirit. With this level of attack, it still cannot pose a fatal threat to the black golden bull.

The Qin clan's Holy Son was obviously very clear about this. He saw the light flashing in his hand, and a talisman flew out of the ring and landed in his left hand. With a bang, he slapped the seventh-grade spiritual sword in his right hand.

"Chew!"

A terrible sword light instantly condensed on the spiritual sword.

"Seventh-grade Armor-breaking Spirit Pattern!" Chu Chen narrowed his eyes. This level of spiritual patterns is a good thing, especially for the Wuxuan Continent today, there are very few people who can refine such spiritual patterns.

With three seventh-level artistic powers, plus the seventh-grade armor-breaking talisman and the seventh-grade spiritual weapon, this series of tricks is obviously a plan made by the saint of Qin clan that had long been planned.

"puff!"

The next moment, blood splattered.

"Moo!"

The black golden bull let out a painful roar. It originally did not take the human attack seriously at all, because it knew very well how powerful its physical defense was.

Although it has the intelligence far beyond the ferocious beast, it did not expect that this human being was so cunning, which actually inspired an armor-breaking spiritual pattern and tore its defense apart with one sword.

This sword slashed hard on the neck of the black golden bull, and the sharp battle sword cut into the flesh and blood, and blood flew everywhere, splashing like a spring.

"Bang!"

The swinging black oxtail hit the Qin clan's Holy Son, and he flew out on the spot, and blood spurted out from his mouth.

The severely damaged black golden bull roared and ran wildly, fleeing towards the depths of Yueye Mountain.
Chapter completed!