Chapter 812: Goal Accomplished

After saying this, Ye Han opened the door to enter the entrance of the pagoda, and as the gate was slowly opened by Ye Han, it moved little by little, and the battle in the square outside also entered the eyes of the masters who were imprisoned in the black prison little by little.

For the first time in many years, I saw the starry sky outside, and the moonlight shone on the earth, and the eyes of these people flashed with the light of hope, but in an instant, the monstrous anger was released from their bodies.

"Bald donkey, you have trapped me for more than 30 years, and I want you to pay with blood. ”

"Slaughtered the bald donkeys. ”

"Kill them. ”

Angry shouts rang out from inside the black prison, and then, like lightning, these people rushed out of the black prison, like a dark cloud enveloping the master of Shaomu Mountain in the square.

"Array!"

"Luohan Array!"

"Eighteen Bronze Array!"

As the masters in the black prison swept out of it one by one, and the aura of strength and terror came, on the square, the faces of the masters of Shaomu Mountain were extremely difficult to see, and they arranged formations one after another, and the monks combined together to form a very powerful formation for attack and defense.

Facing the masters who escaped from the black prison, the masters of Shaomu Mountain did not dare to underestimate them at all, among these people, many of them were masters who were once famous all over the world, even if they were trapped for so many years, their strength would not decline, and even improve.

Contest, fight, broke out in the square of Shaomuro Mountain, such an amazing battle, this can be called the most terrifying collective battle that Shaomuro Mountain has ever faced, after this battle, I am afraid that the strong foundation of Shaomuro Mountain will be shaken.

At this time, Ye Han walked out of the pagoda, and as far as the eye could see, on this square, all the shaking figures were fighting, and the terrifying sound of battle made the thousand-year-old temple of Shaomu Mountain completely fall into chaos, and such a thing tonight has never appeared in the history of Shaomu Mountain.

Gradually, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Ye Han's mouth, tonight, his purpose of coming to Shaomu Mountain this time was achieved, everything went well, the masters in the black prison were released, and after being imprisoned for so many years, the grudges in their hearts would turn into a shocking force, and their enemies would be unable to sleep because of this.

"Ye Han ......"

Suddenly, a monk rushed to Ye Han's front at this time, the face that should have been a compassionate color, full of hideousness and murderous intent, this person, Ye Han had a little impression of him, named Shikong, when he first went to the ghost market, Shaomu Mountain was led by this person.

"Hmph, old bald donkey, you didn't expect that your Shaomu Mountain would suffer such a catastrophe today, right?" Ye Han smiled coldly at Shikong.

"Today, the old man must have destroyed you, the head of the demons, and accepted his life!"

Shikong shouted, a sharp and fierce palm was displayed by him, this is the Shaomu Mountain's King Kong palm, the destructive power is amazing, the shot is like King Kong, indestructible, nothing is broken.

"Old bald donkey, you were able to suppress me at the beginning, but now, you are not qualified enough. ”

Ye Han's expression was indifferent, he looked at the release of the sky that was rushing over, a heavy force was released from his body, and the powerful and incomparable power gathered on the palm of his hand, and with an extremely fierce punch, it exploded at the release of the vajra palm.