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

f the spirit bones. 。These True Dragons had already fallen here, it was pitiful enough. How could he take their soul bones as wellIt was with this kind of feeling that Tang Wulin kept repeating the t..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonract anyone's attention at all. 。He had completely changed, as if he were part of the space itself, yet also as if he had never existed at all. 。No, this isn't an ordinary realm, it should be the spi...