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

at that golden holy sword falling from the sky, the direction the holy sword points to directly suppresses the Huaren Hall. 。Under the brilliant starlight, Hua Lan Tang, the wolf king clad in battle...instantly. 。 。A kind of indescribable sharpness flashed past. 。The power of the double hammers seemed to vanish in an instant, and even his rapidly spinning soul force vortex came to a brief halt. 。F...