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

g motionless. Once they moved, it would undoubtedly be with all their might. 。Tang Wulin looked coldly at the wind wolves in front of him. Suddenly, a blue silver grass that had been pressed against...es remained amidst the wreckage. 。On Tang Wulin's Dragon Moon Battle Armor, crisscrossing scars from countless blades could be seen. He gripped the golden dragon spear planted firmly into the ground w...