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

usly looked at his right hand. Sure enough, golden sparks were emanating from the back of his hand. His entire right arm was vibrating slightly, as if it were electrified. All that immense power came...land for over a thousand years, would know how to fly a plane Nightmare Demon said: "You can't doubt my ability, nor my intelligence" 。Oh, there are few things that interest us anymore.Come on, I'll...