Chapter 290: The Demon Bull is Defeated, The White Tiger Explodes in Anger

"Hahaha, Black Mountain, this old black bull thinks he can fool you, just because you're younger than it, but this is plain insulting your intelligence, does it think you're an idiot?"

Looking at the seemingly righteous Black Bull Demon King who appeared to help, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but laugh. If he wasn't looking at the specters and grudge ghosts entwined with the demon qi emanating from the old bull, he might have believed it.

A pity, though, because given the Bloodkill aura engulfing its body, every strand of its fur entwined with spectral souls, only someone blind, bereft of spiritual senses, or brain-blasted would believe such a ghostly tale.

Awooo~

In his heart, Black Mountain let out a whimper of grievance towards Feng Qing'an, who after studying the old bull for a few moments turned to ask Black Mountain,

"I think this bull's head is impressive; it would make a good decoration for my cave. Can you get it for me?"

Rumble——