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

nd absorbed the aura with enjoyment, causing layers of pale gold light to ripple across its body, a truly beautiful sight. 。The golden dragon claws returned to the shape of his palms. Tang Wulin look..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonglan had been observing this island, searching for a similar shape to the one on the map given by the academy. 。Following the direction of her finger, he saw that a relatively larger island on that s...