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

ulin able to clearly hear the bones in his body creaking. His surging blood vessels quieted, but that was because his body was being compressed and blood flow was obstructed. 。The immense pressure ma..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonrd his people chanting his name with such unity and fervor, it was an indescribable feeling. 。"Haha, ahhahahaha!" Just as Dai Yueyan was full of fighting spirit, preparing to represent the Monster Aca...