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

party, Long Yue's body seemed to have an astonishing density. No matter how much he urged it, the holy light couldn't penetrate his body. 。The holy light instantly converged, the holy sword vanished f..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonad circlet instead. A gentle breeze seemed to swirl around its body. 。His armor, all the added components, were all focused on enhancing speed, with both physical and spiritual power boosting it. 。His...