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

s eyes now blazing with the renewed fire of conviction. 。To everyone's surprise, the second hand reaching out belonged to Xu Yucheng, who was usually at odds with him. His somewhat pale palm landed on..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demont formed by the six Black Emperors. 。In almost a blink of an eye, the golden-black lights merged together in mid-air. 。Terrorist explosions ripped through the air. 。The entire abyssal passage trembl...