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

converged towards his Tianshuang Sword like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, merging into it in an instant >>> 。The situation within the entire forest was now visible once again. 。The Ice-Fire..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonan create life and it created the strongest race on the Douluo Continent, the Dragons. 。But at the same time, the power of destruction is more terrifying, it is filled with the breath of doomsday. 。T...