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

ling was like the sky was falling but there was a high ceiling to stop it. As long as he was around, everything seemed solvable. 。"Huh 。"A light gasp arose" 。Shen Yi walked out from beside a stone p..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon years and imbued with the aura of Zenith. Especially the shockwave effect, when Tang Wulin invoked it, he channeled the divine essence within the hammer into the forging process. Combined with his pe...