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

ent wouldn't even dare get close to me. 。Then there's still a chance to turn things around. 。Now…Time is passing by every second, the air in the storm is becoming murky, its energy keeps rising steadi...cious jab. 。Then I knew nothing. 。The multicolored scales, this was Tang Wulin's final memory. 。As for what exactly happened, he still couldn't remember. 。"Old Tang, are you there" Tang Wulin called...