C145 The Death of Old Man Yin

Just as Xiao Jian was injured, the Black seemed to sense something. It jumped out of Xiao Jian's arms and let out a loud roar. "Awoo!" An angry roar was heard. His figure rapidly expanded, and in the blink of an eye. . . Roar! On top of his head, there was a three-inch sharp horn that was shining with a silver light, and it looked extraordinarily mighty