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

light band, was actually shattered by the continuous refraction of those seven-colored lights. 。Scales flew rapidly from Tang Wulin's body surface, the scales were not his original gold, but presented... chuckled, “I was startled myself, the same treatment can’t be different for everyone! No one said anything, don’t worry, boss” 。“Well then, let’s go. I’ll lead the way.” 。Hearing the conversation b...