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

entire battle. “Boom” Tang Wulin’s body was struck by the Ghost Tiger’s claws and flew backwards, crashing heavily against the protective barrier of the sparring platform in the distance. 。"Ugh" Man..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonzard, could be strengthened by at least thirty percent. 。The blizzard swept in, instantly blurring the vision on the platform. 。Luò Guìxīng's eyes narrowed, and he inwardly cried out in alarm. 。The ex...