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

Facing the formidable attack of Heavenly Sovereign, Di Tian, how could Tang Wulin just vanish like that How did he do it Even Di Tian himself was a little stunned. How could this be The power..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demoniosity, Tang Wulin slowly walked towards the mist. 。As the saying goes, "The higher the art, the bolder the person". Although he felt threatened, he was still very confident in his own abilities and...