The thick scent of blood permeated the air.
Li Qiufeng and Wang Qianlan dared not even breathe heavily; their bodies uncontrollably started to tremble slightly. Shen Feng's strength was unimaginably powerful; to him, these ten Devouring Blood Demonic Bulls were as weak as ants.
A moment later.
The blood and brains in the heads of these Devouring Blood Demonic Bulls were all sprayed out, their massive bodies collapsed one after another.
Shen Feng did not rush to absorb the cultivation from the bodies of the Devouring Blood Demonic Bulls; after all, even those reduced to ashes, he could restore their energy as if they were still alive.
