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

gth!" Guolong took another step forward and reached out towards Tang Wulin again.Just then, strands of blue-silver grass surged from Tang Wulin's right hand. In almost an instant, they wrapped around...ke up from his meditation, he felt refreshed. " 。Perhaps because he was free from pressure, he no longer needed to participate in the confrontation of the Five Gods. 。Today can be said to be the m...