The magma world is full of red, and the blood-like red shines on Feng Xiaoyang's cold mask, as if the iron mask is about to melt by the heat.

Everything was very calm, with only the sound of magma rolling under the ground. Feng Xiaoyang did not speak, nor did he dare to speak first. Here, only the leader is the real master.

"The soul-catching messenger hasn't seen him for a year, how about it?" A sound full of energy sounded in the cave. The sound was not young, but very elegant, like a great writer writing a poem, which made people feel very good.

But Feng Xiaoyang couldn't help but feel shocked. He would never forget this sound, nor did he forget the situation when he first stepped into this magma world.

A voice can make a master like Feng Xiaoyang tremble. Who else can be found in the world besides the leader of the Seven Killing Society?

"I am very good! Thank you for your concern." Feng Xiaoyang knelt on one knee. He had never seen the true face of the leader, nor even his figure. Every time he came to this cave, only this ghost-like voice was floating. With his skill, he could not even notice the breath of living creatures around him. This skill that is comparable to ghosts and gods is really weird.

From time to time, a tiny wind blew from the cave. The wind was very light, like the spring breeze blowing through the willow branches, but it was particularly cold when blowing on Feng Xiaoyang's face. He knew that the leader was next to him, so he lowered his head and did not dare to have any disrespect.

The wind wandered around the cave and finally stopped on the stone wall of the cave. A black shadow appeared on the stone wall. The black shadow looked like a figure, not burly, not thin, not tall, not short. It can be said that one point more will be longer, and one point less will be short, just like it.

"Very good?" The shadow laughed: "I think you are not well. Your left rib hurts slightly, probably because it hurts the lungs, Guanyuan point swollen, probably because it hurts the spleen. What I said is right?"

Every word in the laughter pierced Feng Xiaoyang's heart. He was wearing a cloak and a mask. He did not make any moves since he came in and never said anything out of line. However, the leader could see through his injuries at a glance, and even knew that his injured acupuncture points and internal organs were simply impossible for humans to do.

Too awesome!

It's just like God!

Could it be that the leader is really a reincarnation of a god and can calculate the past and future of a person?

For the first time, Feng Xiaoyang developed a respect for a person. No, it was not respect, but worshiping and worshiping.

"Don't hide it. Although I haven't gone out, I still know the world's affairs. However, I am very curious. With your martial arts and the Immortality, there are some masters in the world besides the eight major sects. There should be no rivals, so why would I be injured?" said the black shadow.

Not all the people in the Qikha Society are chosen by the leaders. The killers of the earth font size choose the killers of the font size, and the killers of the Xuan font size choose the killers of the yellow font size, so every advanced killer has his own team. In addition to the leader and the immediate boss, this team does not have to listen to anyone's order. It can be said that the leader gives the high killers great freedom.

Once the killer's strength reaches the standard, he will be able to get the opportunity to be promoted and become a high-level killer. It can be said that the Qiks will be a country of freedom and power. Everyone has ambitions to be afraid of reaching a higher position. As long as you are strong enough, you can bring the Qiks higher benefits.

Feng Xiaoyang was a local killer promoted by the leader back then. It can be said that the leader attaches great importance to him. Compared with the other three local killers, Feng Xiaoyang is more ruthless and more efficient in doing things.

"Subordinate, subordinate..." Feng Xiaoyang swallowed his saliva and his head was covered in sweat. He had never missed since he became a killer in the ground, let alone injured. But this time he was injured and returned to the Seven Killing Club, he was caught by the leader. Feng Xiaoyang felt that his face was lost, which was even more embarrassing than death, and he couldn't speak for a while.

"You are also a master of both internal and external cultivation. You can hurt your left rib and even your lungs. I guess this person's internal strength is no longer inferior to you!" The leader said to himself: "The Guanyuan acupoint is very secret. If you can stab a person alone, it must be that the wound is very small. Does that person use fingering force?"

Feng Xiaoyang looked up slightly, and his eyes looked at the black shadow on the stone wall. In a trance, he seemed to see a pair of eyes exposed in the black shadow. The eyes were like a mirror, no matter who stood in front of him, his body, spirit, and even thoughts were exposed.

The leader is really powerful and can't hide anything from his eyes.

Feng Xiaoyang said: "The leader's magic tricks are amazing, and I admire him."

"It's not difficult to know these, but there are not many people practicing fingers in the world, and there are very few who can practice to this point. Could it be Wudang's Wind Breaking Finger? Or Kongtong Sect's Xuandong Finger? Have you ever gone to Mount Wutai and fought with the people on Mount Wutai?" The black shadow sneered slightly: "The soul-catching messenger, I can't tell. With your cautious and cautious style, you will actually touch the bomb in Mount Wutai. I really underestimate you!"

If Feng Xiaoyang was injured when fighting with the heads of the eight major sects, he would not be as frustrated as he is now. After all, the heads of the eight major sects are all world-class masters, and it is not a shame to lose to them. However, if defeated by a bad boy, Feng Xiaoyang could not accept it.

"What? Are you not from the eight major sects?" Black shadow said a little surprised.

"Back to the leader, my subordinates were defeated by a boy." Feng Xiaoyang said.

"Young man?" Hearing the shadow was even more unbelievable. The shadow was floating left and right on the stone wall, like a person walking left and right. Feng Xiaoyang was half kneeling on the ground, feeling uneasy. He didn't know that the leader knew that he was not defeated by the heads of the eight major sects, but by the unknown young man. How would he punish him? He simply spoke first: "Damn my subordinate, please punish the leader!"

The black shadow didn't speak, and after a while, he said: "Victory and defeat are common in military affairs. If you have to exchange your life for one failure, many people will be dead long ago, let alone you are just a little injured and it is not a big deal. You don't have to live in front of me."

"Tell me, what kind of boy is he who can't even deal with you? Don't you remember that there are such heroes in the world recently?"

"Back to the leader, the young man is named Jin Suiyuan. He is proficient in the Vajra Finger and Vajra Palm. Although his cultivation is the best among the younger generation, he is only at the peak of the enlightenment level. It is still a lot worse than his subordinates." Feng Xiaoyang said.

"Oh? It's a big gap, why are you still hurt by him?" The black shadow smiled coldly, and there seemed to be a sarcastic feeling in his laughter: "And the Viagra Palm and Viagra Finger are the unique skills that Shaolin has not passed on. Could it be that the young man you are talking about is a Shaolin disciple, but the Shaolin disciples have not had particularly outstanding young people in recent years. Instead, those old bald donkeys are getting more and more powerful."

"The leader Gao Jian, the young man is probably a Shaolin disciple. His palm power and finger power are not inferior to those of first-class masters. However, when his subordinates fought with him, they could still use internal power and insect-eating skills to suppress him. They could have captured him alive, but unfortunately something happened." Feng Xiaoyang tried his best to defend himself.

"What happened?" said the black shadow.

"Crazy Blood!" Feng Xiaoyang said this, his dim eyes suddenly lit up, full of incredible spirit, and said excitedly: "The young man had crazy blood on his body, the same crazy blood as Yuntian Sect, the leader of the Tianzong Sect back then. If it weren't for his crazy blood attack, his subordinates discovered this secret and wanted to capture him alive, they wouldn't be injured by him. The crazy blood was really as powerful as the legendary one. Once the attack occurred, the internal strength was instantly increased by a certain level. In a short period of time, even subordinates could not resist it."

"After the subordinate was injured, he took advantage of the boy's crazy time to use the insect-eating power to escape, and rushed back to Qishahui to report to the leader, hoping that the leader would decide this matter."

Feng Xiaoyang's words were reasonable and well-founded, and he said that he seemed to be injured for the benefit of the Qiks Society. But at the beginning, he did not want to hand over this crazy blood boy to the leader, but instead studied it for himself. Because the power of crazy blood made him lose his mind. If he could get that mysterious power from the crazy blood, he would be willing to take any greater risks.

"Crazy Blood? You actually saw Crazy Blood?" The calm black shadow immediately started to roar like crazy when he heard the word Crazy Blood. Suddenly, the stone walls around him shook one after another. The cave shaking continuously, and countless pieces of gravel fell from the top of the cave. Feng Xiaoyang half-kneeled on the ground, obviously shocked by the leader's sudden aura.

"The leader calms down, his subordinates should die."

"No, you shouldn't die the soul-catching messenger. You did this very well, better than anything you did in the past." The black shadow seemed to calm down, and it was still smiling, very elegant, sincere, without any evil spirit.

Feng Xiaoyang felt honored to be praised by the leader and immediately smiled and said, "The leader has been awarded. This matter is the responsibility of his subordinates. How dare he seek credit with the leader?"

"Crazy blood!" The black shadow floated on the stone wall and said quietly: "The rise of Tianzong Haotian in that time was based on the sage of the Holy Lord Yuntian Sect and his martial arts. But what was most scary and fearful was the inexplicable mad blood in his body. The rumor of the mad blood was a strange disease passed down from generation to generation by the Yun family. When this strange disease occurs, the blood will boil, and the internal force will double or even several times. This short-term explosive power makes the Yuntian Sect, which is already invincible in the world, a nightmare for the decent people in the martial arts world."

"What the leader said is that although his subordinates had never experienced the shocking battle between the righteous and demons, they knew that the eight major sects had invested almost all their manpower and material resources in order to wipe out the forces of the Tianzong. Today, the fifteen masters of the Transformation Realm have participated in this battle. In the end, the Tianzong was destroyed. The Holy Lord Yuntian Sect fell off the cliff and died, and the bones were gone. The masters of the righteous sect also died, and the wounds were in scattered. The world has never recovered from this. It has not been restored in recent years."

Feng Xiaoyang was also frightened when he talked about that unprecedented battle.

With his cultivation level of the peak of enlightenment, there are few opponents in the world, but in the battle between the righteous and the demons twenty years ago, there were twenty masters of the Guanghua Realm, and there were countless powerful people at the peak of enlightenment. That kind of battle can only be described as shocking the world and weeping ghosts and gods.

"That's what the leader means?" Feng Xiaoyang couldn't understand what he meant.

"Let him go around the world and find a suitable opportunity to expose the crazy blood. Isn't that kid a Shaolin disciple? Let everyone in the world know that this Shaolin disciple has crazy blood. What do you think of the heads of those righteous sects?" said the black shadow.

Feng Xiaoyang suddenly realized: "Those people know that mad blood still exists in the world, so they must try every means to get rid of him. Then the Seven Killings will have an opportunity to take advantage of it."

The black shadow sneered: "No matter how honest and kind a person is, when he is suspected, accused, or chased by people from all over the world, the sin hidden in his heart does not emerge. When he cannot bear this torture, if someone is willing to take him in and save his life, he will definitely be grateful."

"The leader wants to recruit him to join the Seven Killing Society?" Feng Xiaoyang was shocked by this bold idea. Jin Suiyuan is one of the targets of the Seven Killing Society. Those who received the Seven Killing Order must kill them. There has never been anyone who can let the Seven Killing Society cancel the Seven Killing Order. Now the leader not only needs to cancel the Seven Killing Order but also recruit Jin Suiyuan to join the Seven Killing Society. It is really unbelievable.

Moreover, Jin Suiyuan hated Qishahui to the core, so why was he willing to join Qishahui? Isn’t this a whimsical thing?

The black shadow seemed to see through Feng Xiaoyang's thoughts and smiled and said, "The soul-catching messenger should not be suspicious. For you, that person is not an enemy but a partner, and is a partner who needs to clarify to the righteous. When you become his partner, he will become your partner. Instead of getting crazy blood, it is better to control the person with crazy blood. Perhaps this will be more interesting."

Feng Xiaoyang couldn't figure it out at first, which was how to put Jin Suiyuan in a situation where he could not break free, and made him willingly join the Seven Killing Society. At this time, the leader's words completely awakened him.

People are terrifying. I am the killer of the Seven Killing Society. If I can pretend to be Jin Suiyuan’s partner in front of everyone and suggest that Jin Suiyuan is a spy who was placed in the righteous sect of the Seven Killing Society, then the fake will become true at that time. Can I still defend Jin Suiyuan?

This trick is fake and real, and it turns out to be a clever plan!

"What should I do next, then leader?" Feng Xiaoyang asked.

"Next time when you meet that person, you must invite him to join the Seven Killing Society. No matter whether he agrees or not, you should not conflict with him, so as not to ruin the major events of this person. In addition, carefully check the person's background, including his birth and friends around you. You must thoroughly investigate it and not miss anything. Do you understand?" The black shadow said solemnly.

"Don't worry, the leader, and his subordinates will do their best to do this." Spying on and collecting intelligence is the basic requirement for a killer, not to mention that there is nothing he can't get to know about the top killer like Feng Xiaoyang.

"Very good. I am very satisfied with the news you brought this time. I will not hurt you in vain. This is a purple heart Peiyuan Pill. Taking this pill can add to your five years of skill. Although it cannot help you break through the realm of transformation in one fell swoop, at least you can escape when you meet that crazy blood boy." The black shadow said, and the stone wall suddenly opened a hole. The hole was like a shadow and a little jade ** flew out.

Feng Xiaoyang hurriedly took the pill and opened the cover and saw a purple pill containing it. It was Zixin Peiyuan Pill!

This Zixin Peiyuan Pill is an extremely precious elixir. Ordinary people say that it can add hundreds of kilograms of energy. After taking it, warriors can add five years of cultivation. Five years, how many five years can a person save five years of boring practice with a pill. I have to say that this is a great luck.

But not everyone has this luck, because every precious pill needs to be refined by the alchemist, and the price of these alchemists is naturally extraordinary. Feng Xiaoyang has joined the Seven Killing Society for so many years, and although he has received many rewards, no one has ever been more than this time.

In delight, Feng Xiaoyang hurriedly knelt down and thanked him: "Thank you for the rewards of the leader. I will definitely go through fire and water to help you accomplish this matter, and live up to the leader's great kindness."

"If you have good fortune, you need to reward him. If you have mistakes, you need to punish him. I have always been clear about rewards and punishments. The soul-catching messenger does not have to be too humble. If you can let Jin join the Seven Killing Society with the chance, there will be another reward at that time!" The black shadow smiled.

"It's the leader, so I'll do it now."
Chapter completed!