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

maller the probability of being discovered. 。An hour passed. Relying on his powerful physique, Tang Wulin had already delved a hundred meters underground. 。During that time, he also faced many challen..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonn retracted his right hand, both hands behind his back, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and his pupils instantly transformed into vertical slits. "Roar!" A passionate dragon roar erupted instantly...