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

st then, the piece of silver made a soft humming sound. Immediately afterward, the silver itself vibrated slightly. The cloud patterns on its surface seemed to come alive, swirling and changing, faint..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demond Dragon Body. 。Both defense and strength have been greatly increased. 。At this moment, the blood qi of the opponent was madly invading his own blood vessels, and the feeling of wanting to submit with...