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

comfort himself during the day, at this moment, this feeling was simply too intense, so intense that he couldn't ignore it anymore. 。His figure flickered, and Tang Wulin had already shot out, heading..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon't even make them pause for a moment. 。In terms of defense, they are not as good as the Hercules beetles, but in terms of attack power, the Hercules beetles are far inferior to them. 。They differ from...