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

d Tang Wulin. 。At the same time, a puff of emerald green mist bloomed from its body as it flapped its wings. 。It’s not just this one; other sand wasps also beat their wings, releasing a thick, emeral..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demons fall did he realize. 。The Dragon God, after all, was the strongest deity. Even in his demise, he wouldn't die completely. His power split into two, becoming the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dra...