Chapter 1853: Descendants of "Black Crow"

Taking a closer look, everyone found that this was a figure with a bull's head and a human body!

With a body as large as ten meters, terrifying and well-developed limbs, full of explosive power, every muscle is like a high raised hill.

As soon as the tauren appeared, a more bulging and heavy aura rose leisurely, and everyone within a kilometer felt as if they were being oppressed by a hill on their shoulders.

Especially those ordinary people in Nan Yunyu who were close, felt that they couldn't breathe.

"Roar!"

As soon as the blood hooves appeared, a bull roar shook the heavens and the earth, shaking the air in all directions. This roar shook everyone's souls.

The deep blood-red eyes were filled with a fierce and brutal aura.

"This... what is this?"

Seeing such a terrifying aura, Qiao Wei and the others were dumbfounded when they saw it, and they looked up at the sky, feeling like they were bowing down.

"Boy, did you summon me because you encountered a difficult situation?" A heavy and hoarse voice sounded from Xuehoof's mouth, and Niutou looked down at Xiao Yu below.

This scene shocked everyone present even more.

"Surprisingly... spit out words!!!"

The bull-headed human body looks like a monster, but also looks like a human being. Judging from this figure, it is definitely enough to show extraordinary.

However, listening to the meaning of this creature's words, it seems to be obeying orders from Xiao Yu!

Xiao Yu looked at the skinny demon cultivator with a half-smile, and said, "There's a fly, I just want you to slap him to death."

Bloodhoof turned around and finally saw the disbelieving expression on the face of the skinny demon cultivator.

Who knows, when Xue Hoof looked at it like this, the deep red light in his eyes looked even more bewitching.

"I felt an evil force, as if I had met my old opponent 'Black Crow'."

"Oh? Who is the black crow?" Xiao Yu asked immediately.

"You...how did you know the ancestor of our Black Cliff Sect..." The thin middle-aged man's expression was shocked again.

With a look of disdain in Xuehoof's eyes, he said: "So you are the descendant of the black crow, so the aura of the technique is so similar. The black crow was just an ant in my eyes, and even if I trampled it to death, it would be a waste Strength, I don’t think he still has descendants.”

This scene really made the demon cultivator pale and unbelievable.

Similarly, Xiao Yu's eyes also showed interest.

The blood hoof comes from the Tianhuang God Ox family. Ten thousand years ago, he went to the Xiangu Continent for training. Since the Xiangu Continent has so many powerful creatures, it is not surprising that there were so-called demon cultivators at that time.

Of course, Xiao Yu didn't look into it carefully now, he said lightly: "It's best to meet old friends, help me kill him."

What Xiao Yu said was calm and breezy, but this demon cultivator's expression changed drastically.

"Impossible, how is it possible... It is impossible for you to control the golden coffin of the western region, the leader of the land of ten directions."

The skinny demon cultivator's face was full of disbelief, obviously he didn't believe it was true at all.

Bloodhoof snorted coldly: "Luminescent Fire, what qualifications do you have to know the identity of Shura's son?"

"Son of Shura?" The skinny demon cultivator was completely stunned.

Obviously he didn't know what son of Shura was.

Of course, Qiao Wei and the others could hear it clearly, and they were all puzzled.

"Okay, since the son of Shura wants you to die, then you go to die!"

Bloodhoof finally stopped talking nonsense, raised the huge hammer, and smashed it down in the air...