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

ansformed into brilliant gold, and even the radiance emanating from Xiaoguang intensified at that moment. 。 Golden Dragon's body! With both hands circling around his body, Tang Wulin's own qi and bl..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonhts only made a slight contact, and Tang Wulin immediately felt a vast spiritual power enveloping his body in an instant. There was no discomfort, but he felt like he was being seen through completely...