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

    

o shield himself. 。When the tremendous power, mingled with horrifying dark energy, surged forth, Wu Rui was struck back, flying through the air. His whole body shimmered with dark purple electricity...."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonped onto the competition stage. When this woman saw them, she almost instantly jumped up, stepped onto the competition stage in one stride, and then rushed over three steps as two. 。Her actions immed...