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

ierced his body was bursting with an extremely intense white-gold light, frantically devouring the energy on his body 。Tang Wulin's soul power erupted like a geyser, his inner Yin-Yang vortex spinnin..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonmmer of hope and tried to feel through his own body how to better withstand immense external force. 。So, his bones have been constantly resonating, changing. His flesh and blood vessels are also subt...