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

, at their forefronts were razor-sharp, dark gold giant claws. The length of a single claw alone was over a meter. 。 Tang Wulin's heart pounded. "Xie Xie!" 。Because he also didn't know if Xie Xian..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demond. Tang Wulin was horrified to see that in Muye's hand, the bottle had once again poured out a strange kind of blood, and this time, it was all splashed onto him. 。When Tang Wulin was in crisis, his m...