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

ut from beginning to end, Tang Wulin didn't move any of the spirit bones. 。These True Dragons had already fallen here, it was pitiful enough. How could he take their soul bones as wellIt was with thi..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demond out from the vortex. Immediately following, a wave of intense abyssal energy surged forth like a geyser!“Drip drip drip drip…” A piercing alarm sounded at the same time the Blood God Legion erupted...