a heart-piercing blow that passed through her shadow, then flew far away, crashing into the distant protective shield and exploding with an unparalleled blast. 。At the same time, an explosion sounded..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonin was both the head of the Tang Sect and the master of the Sea God Pavilion. 。After all, in the world of soul masters, strength is still paramount. 。Thinking further, Tang Wulin felt the entire hotel...
Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon