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

ce. 。Tang Wulin's golden dragon spear flashed before him, and Xue Jiu's face on the opposite side changed slightly. He clearly felt that his released aura was broken by Tang Wulin's simple movement...."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonrom the depths of Sea God Lake. 。Because of the radiation, there is no grass growing in Lake Poseidon, and there are no living creatures. This lake, which appears very clear, is filled with deathly si...