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

accelerated again. 。Tang Wulin couldn't help but smile. As he absorbed more and more soul power, his body didn't feel too burdened. But for his companions who were simultaneously raising two spirit..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demont giant sword. 。When Zhang Zhendong saw the six soul rings rising from Wu Changkong's body, he was immediately shocked and pale. 。Although he was also a Six Rings Soul Master, his six Spirit Rings wer...