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

As the extreme pain began to turn cold, he saw a black world filled with tranquility and silence. It seemed that as long as he reached that world, he would no longer need to worry about anything. 。He..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon pulled out the divine sword Douluo from his side. The two disappeared into the forest behind them. 。Gone As expected, so calm.Tang Wulin narrowed his eyes. He had originally wanted to lure the two o...