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

let out a continuous low growl. 。Before Tang Wulin could react, the creature had already bolted. 。A sudden impact hit the trunk of the big tree where they were. 。With a deafening roar. 。The big tree..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonon would do. He must have seen that this tower climbing challenge was about to end, so he chose to unleash his full potential now! 。Looking at the sheer power of this moment, Yuezheng Yu's Sacred Ang...