circular cannon. Within a minute, over three hundred of these white orbs were ejected.Inside each sphere, it looked like a small metal ball. But when the white-hot glow expanded to its limit, it would..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonin when the Kirin Douluo's own strength ran out due to exhaustion. 。In fact, that was pure luck. 。If it were a fully empowered Qilin Douluo, Tang Wulin wouldn't stand a chance at all right now. His cu...
Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon