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

something, its enraged roar shaking the air as dark gold energy surged from its body. 。But under the oppression of that four-element chain, the dark gold light it emitted kept fading away. 。Unable to..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonill. His hands trembled, and the spear in his hand rose high, exposing his vulnerable chest. 。And Tang Wulin's body took advantage of the momentum to spin at high speed. In the next instant, the pair...