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

lt, unable to penetrate even an inch. 。The last booming sound naturally came from Yang Nianxia's massive bear paw, like hitting an iron plate. Its own powerful qi and blood were instantly depleted by..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonthe feelings from his battle with the Abyssal Saint King. He successfully integrated those feelings into his abilities through spiritual comprehension. 。Then it was all about cultivating with full str...