Ling Hao Qin Yuxin R

At the same time, the newcomer spat a large mouthful of blood into the sky and flew backwards at high speed. In mid-air, he sputtered another arc of blood.,Ling Hao's eyes narrowed, and with a flick of his finger, several gusts of wind shot out from his fingertips, vanishing into the elder's chest.,What he couldn't figure out was, if the Dark Domain Temple wanted to deal with the Rakshasa Hall, they could have made a move long ago. Why did they wait until after the White Tiger and the others arrived before taking action。