Chapter: 8587

"Who do you think you are?"

"Who gave you the courage?"

"Those who know he is from Yunxiao Palace, but those who don't know think he is the Holy Son of some great holy place."

"There is, there is, there is... hiss! This, what is this!"

Some people didn't even finish talking.

I saw Zhang Han's body changed.

Suddenly it was one meter taller, with horns on both heads, slightly dark skin, eyes like devil's eyes, and a faint black mist hung around it.

I saw him wave his sleeves.

Crash!

The fifty people in front continued to twist and turn into a puddle of blood.

These ordinary eighth-order crossing tribulation or ninth-order early stage are not difficult for Zhang Han today.

Killed more than fifty people with one hand.

This shocked many people present.

"You, you, you dare to kill my cave like a holy place?"

Then I, a middle-aged man with a black beard, has a slightly pale complexion, and his heart is full of anger, but he is also deeply jealous.

"The hole is like a holy place, so majestic."

"You know, your ancestors also need to lower their eyebrows when they see me."

Zhang Han smiled coldly:

"Remember, my name is Hanyang."

"Buzz!"

The power of the great demon body is fully displayed.

For a moment, the area of ​​the platform was full of demonic energy.

One after another, people who looked like holy places turned into blood.

The eighth-level crossing tribulation, the early ninth-level, can't withstand the power of the big demon body at all.

Only those in the middle and late stages of the ninth order can struggle to support and retreat.

This group of people looked full of horror.

"He's a magician!"

"We can't stop it, let's go."

whoosh whoosh...

Those who could run ran away. Facing the crisis of life and death, how could they dare to stop them? They could only watch helplessly as most of the people in Hollow Holy Land fell.