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

ng out, even with Yue Zhengyu's cultivation base, he felt a chill run down his spine. He wasn't confident that he could withstand this blow.But, the presence in that deep pit blocked 。The original re..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonound, the devouring halo shattered first. 。Golden light beams shot out from the golden scales on Tang Wulin's body, and the aura of destruction was torn apart before it even hit the ground. 。Facing t...