Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

ower again here, they would find that his spiritual power was climbing steadily amidst intense pain...When his spirit began to fade, the pain in his body gradually subsided. All of Tang Wulin's consci..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon striving to break through to the three-character Doujia master realm. 。The little angel smiled sweetly at her, then flew to the girl beside her. 。Xiao Tian used the same movements, and even the words...