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

evil spirit master's face changed drastically, his figure quickly retreated. He had come to attack, but he didn't want to die here. 。When that icy breath entered him, he felt as if his soul was about..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demone could feel the other party's strong mental power, so it goes without saying that this person's spiritual level must have reached what level.This is at least a powerful individual with strong visuali...