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

th the ice cones in the sky being countered by a large number of fire birds. 。The azure-silver grasses that rose from the ground were also stomped upon by a Spirit Master of Defense before they could..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demoned to attain the level of harmony between heaven and man much easier than others. 。"Clang!" Just then, a sharp metallic sound suddenly rang out 。Tang Wulin only felt as if he had been doused from head...