C589 Battle Intent Boiled

The fighting spirit is boiling.

A murderous aura lingered in the air. A figure the size of a child stepped out from the evil aura. It was Rakshasa Ghost Child, who Ao Lingchen had a conflict with not long ago. He was the one who had countered the attack of the Flying Immortal.

"Ao Lingchen?"

Rakshasa Ghost Child clenched his fingers tightly. A crisp sound of bone cracking was heard