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

ed into thin air, disappearing without a trace. 。Xu Xiaoyan raised her ice staff, and a frost spear quickly condensed in her hand. 。Their attack was swift and sudden. The enforcers inside their yello..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonMartial Soul manifested.With seven rings of cultivation, it could naturally suppress Long Yuxue's six realms boundary. 。Standing before the face of Long Yuxue, was naturally Tang Wulin. At this momen...