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

uffled thud echoed, but this time the force sent him reeling backward. He felt Guanglong's palm like a hammer forged from copper and iron, its power immense and overwhelming. His unstoppable strength...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！to such a state, she was probably just hanging there by a thread. 。Mo Wu only glanced at his daughter before walking aside, one hand covering his face and the other pounding against the wall. 。Zhenghu...