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

on where his cultivation was clearly higher than the opponent, could Guanglong Dagger not sever that useless martial soul It was simply unimaginable.This text appears to be a placeholder or formatting..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demont the fight here is already over. 。 Zhenhua touched Tang Wulin's main artery, a flash of surprise crossed his eyes, there was still a heartbeat, his heart wasn't damaged He hurriedly injected his own...