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

l, they are only thirteen or fourteen years old and not easily noticed. 。 Tang Wulin bought tickets and gave them to his companions, then he saw a familiar face. 。Wu Changkong sat in a seat at th..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonpidly enlarge, transforming in an instant into a spear about five meters long, all over a brilliant gold. You could vaguely see a layer of dark patterns on its surface, not scales, but faint dragon-s...