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Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon
entlessly. 。At this moment, the Xing Yin's main body had completely revealed the appearance of its right hand gauntlet and forearm armor. Brilliant starlight crisscrossed their surfaces, swirling and..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonense suction force. 。His vitality continued to flourish, but his absorption of celestial and earthly energy shocked him to the core. Even his own soul power felt as if it were being drawn away. 。"Gi...