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

hurricane, leaving him to stand bathed in holy radiance. 。 。The overwhelming assault of the holy angel pressed him back relentlessly. 。The sudden change of circumstances left everyone feeling caught..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonfortlessly. The Soul Core pulsed, and the gentle soul power gradually surged like a mighty river. 。The inner cage was broken, the bottleneck of cultivation also shattered in this dream. It seemed as i...