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

complete control, as if this Tianxiang Seventeen had already become an extension of his body. 。This feeling is just so comfortable. 。At the beginning, Tang Wulin was still a little clumsy in contro..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonvitality back to the space that had almost been frozen. 。A pale hand appeared before Tang Wulin's face, gently grabbing the golden dragon spear that had flown close to him. 。It's like picking out a t...