The Demonic Tiger [III]

"Then let's go quickly, otherwise we won't be able to catch up with the show soon." Bing Qing Ling was overjoyed and urged from the side.

"Let's go." Yun Feng was not surprised at all by Bing Qing Ling's appearance, and shook his head with a smile.

***

On a desolate hilltop, a huge black tiger stared angrily at a group of people down the mountain.

Look at this black tiger, about ten feet long and about half a foot tall. Its tail is constantly sweeping back and forth as if watered by fine iron, and its big scarlet eyes are constantly flashing with fierce light.

At its feet, several bloody corpses were already lying on the ground. Their hearts had been ripped out, and their thoughts were quite miserable.

"Elder Murong, what do you think about this matter?" At the foot of the mountain, a group of people stood looking at the bloody scene and couldn't help but gasp.

"It seems that this demon spirit tiger is far from what we thought." The man known as Elder Murong also said solemnly.

If Yun