As Huang Chongshan pulled out his palm, a blood-red heart was already held in his hand.

People in the world breathe tightly.

I saw him hold his big hand.

puff!

The heart was crushed directly by him!

Huang Chongshan was not polite anymore, and raised his hand and slapped the body of the ghost.

This palm covers endless power of time!

There is no doubt that this is a blow that destroys the trajectory of time.

Bang!

The ghost's body was knocked away and hit the barrier on the edge of the field heavily.

He fell down like a broken-line doll, slumped heavily to the ground, and no longer moved.

Draw a ghost, die!

At this moment, the whole audience became silent.

Everyone can't believe their eyes.

This is the eleventh-ranked master of the Supreme God Heaven Palace! He is not an ordinary disciple!

However... all the dignified heroes were killed by Huang Chongshan with one move... How terrifying is this?

Huang Chongshan's strength...is so strong?

"No, no... The ghost will not die like this, no!"

Zhong Jian, the elder of Qizhen Hall, stood up, his face was extremely pale, and he looked at the stage tremblingly, as if he had lost his soul.

"The competition is over, the winner is Huang Chongshan, a disciple of Huang Yue Sect!" Yun Qingye below suddenly came to his senses and immediately shouted loudly.

After his throat fell, the disciples of Bingxintang rushed over and carried the ghost's body down.

As this scene appeared, a tsunami sound broke out in the scene.

"Win...win?"

"Senior Brother Huang Chongshan actually killed the ghost of the Divine Heaven Palace with one blow?"

"Oh my God, that's a great man!"

"A great man is so vulnerable to Senior Brother Huang?"

"Senior Brother Huang is too strong, right?"

"Senior Brother Huang is mighty!"

"Senior Brother Huang is invincible!"

...

Countless disciples stood up and shouted loudly. The eyes of Huang Chongshan were already filled with passionate worship.

At this moment, Huang Chongshan was already synonymous with the strong in the eyes of all the disciples!

"I can kill the painting ghost with one move, I'm afraid that Huang Chongshan's current strength can already compete with the top five heroes." On the side of Daosheng Xiangguan, a man wearing a Taoist robe and carrying a Taoist sword said lightly.

"If there is no increase, Huang Chongshan's strength is also good, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, this Supreme God Heavenly Palace must not turn over today." The insighted viewer smiled slightly.

"It depends on whether the God Heavenly Palace is willing to pull out the first five people." The man narrowed his eyes and said softly: "Although the Twelve Masters have twelve Masters, the only ones who are truly supreme and powerful! At present, only the top five people can defeat this situation! If you send ghosts and others to the scene, you will undoubtedly be dying. This situation will only slowly drag the God Heavenly Palace into a place of death!"

"Hahaha, disciple... You have a unique vision and are very pleased with your teacher, but you have to prepare too! If the top five players really appear, you will have to rely on your actions!" The Insight Spectator laughed.

The man nodded softly when he heard the sound and looked at the disciples of Bingxin Hall.

But the man from Bingxintang hurriedly carried the ghost's body to the formation in the logistics area. A white-haired man was standing in front of the formation, releasing his soul energy to activate the formation.

The formation immediately burst out with a faint green light, wrapping up the ghost of painting.

After a while, the hole in the chest of the ghost began to slowly fill it up.

"What?"

The man suddenly lost his voice and thought he had read it wrong.

"Disciple, what's wrong?" asked the deacon.

"Bing Xintang!" The man stared at the other side and whispered in a deep voice.

After hearing the sound of the viewer, he immediately looked at the area where the disciple of Bingxin Temple was located in the direction of the Shentian Temple. However, just a glance, his expression immediately froze.

At the same time, the leaders and geniuses of several other power clans also focused their attention on Bing Xintang and looked at them in shock.

After the formation was maintained for a while, the ghost of the painting was lifted down again.

But this time... the hole in his chest was gone, replaced by complete flesh and blood, and the man had slowly opened his eyes.

A person whose heart was dug out, a person whose soul veins were broken... just came back to life...

"This is impossible!!"

Many people cried out.

"Drawing ghost...why is he alive again?"

"This...what's going on?"

"How come the logistics of the Shentian Palace is so powerful?"

"Didn't it mean that Murong Bingxin was injured and did not participate in the battle between the sects, and that chief disciple Bing Yunyan was also seriously injured and unable to do anything? What... is this happening?"

People shouted, shocked.

"Everyone, what do you think?"

The leader of Tianxuan Sect, Li Pokun, turned his head, glanced at the leaders of other power clans, and said in a deep voice.

"Murong Bingxin, the elder of the Bingxin Hall of the God Heaven Palace, is said to have been injured due to an accident and cannot participate in the battle of the sects. So we used some small means to hurt the Bingxin Hall's chief disciple Bingyunyan, so that she could not treat the defeated disciples of the God Heaven Palace in time, thereby weakening the continuous power of the God Heaven Palace and preventing them from fighting a protracted battle with us. However, we did not expect that the Bingxin Hall was full of talents, and Bingyunyan was poured out. There was such a boy." Li Gu narrowed his eyes, stared at Bai Ye over there, and said lightly.

"And that big formation is also unique. Even though there is no place for the Shentian Palace to set up a formation, they can actually create such a powerful magic array. It seems that the foundation of the Shentian Palace is much stronger than we imagined." said the old woman Natian from Qixia Palace.

"What should we do now? Even a hero like a ghost can recover in such a short time. I am afraid that no matter how many heroes we kill, we cannot cause losses to the God Heaven Palace. We have been preparing for so long. Today, we are not just to win the battle of the group sects. If the logistics of the God Heaven Palace is so strong, then our plan will probably be lost." Li Gu frowned.

People were all in silence.

At this time, Meng Tian Sect’s Yimeng Changjun suddenly looked sideways, looked at Li Pokun, the sect leader of Tianxuan Sect, and smiled and said: “Master Li, didn’t you say you have a secret weapon? I don’t know what it is, don’t you introduce it?”

"Hahaha, Lord Yimeng seems to know something, right? Forget it, I won't hide it anymore." Li Pokun laughed loudly, then turned his head and said to a man wearing white clothes and long hair behind him, "Lord Hongming!"

The man heard the sound and walked up to him.

The leaders all looked at the man, and were very curious.

"Who is this?" Yimeng Changjun asked carefully.

"The Big Moon Clan, Yue Hongming!"

The man said calmly.

Everyone's words fell to the ground and were shocked.

"I didn't expect that... Tianxuan Sect was actually connected with the Dayue clan..."

"Listen to the Sect Master, I'm so happy!"

People sighed and looked at Li Pokun again, and their eyes were full of fear.

They all know what the Dayue clan means...

"The Dayue clan is good at medicine and alchemy. Everyone in the Suwen clan masters the art of life and death. Lord Hongming, do you have any suggestions for the logistics of the Shentian Palace?" asked the old woman Natian.

When Yue Hongming heard the sound, he looked in Bai Ye, and said in a faint voice: "The formation is very strange, the overflowing formation is extraordinary. It is very easy to heal a dead man like the Drawing Ghost. However, the formation is extremely unstable. The white-haired guy is not just urging the formation. He is also maintaining the operation of the formation. Without him, the formation will not last long, and maintaining the formation requires extraordinary skills and soul energy. In Bingxin Hall, I think no one except Murong Bingxin can do it. As for this person... I am afraid that the understanding of the formation must be above Murong Bingxin, and the Drawing Ghost cannot beat him, so it is enough to destroy this person. Just a mere Ice cloud smoke will not be able to make a difference! Others who don't understand the formation will not replace that kid..."

"oh?"

As soon as these words came, everyone present had their eyes lit up.

"Send someone to check the identity of that person right away."

Yimeng Changjun immediately turned his head and said to the people beside him.

"Yes, the leader." The other person immediately clasped his fists and turned around and left quickly.

The battle continues.

But this time, the person who is on stage is no longer that simple.

With a sound of sound, a snow-white figure jumped onto the field.

People looked up and were all in an uproar.

"It's Shen Baiyi!"

Someone exclaimed.

"Is Shen Baiyi, who ranks seventh in the list of the outstanding masters of the Supreme God Heaven Palace?"
To be continued...