But the hall master's smile lasted for less than a second before it froze, because Chu Zheng in the center of the field looked at him with a cold face, and he didn't see the slightest injury.

Well?

The poison needle didn't hurt him?

Then how could this Shura killing array be ineffective against him?

The fat man's mind was racing, wondering what was going on, in the past, no matter which of these two methods could easily kill a master who was a realm higher than himself, what happened today?

Chu Zheng wouldn't give him more time, his right hand was raised, and the poisonous needles that had just been condensed together with spiritual power scattered in all directions!

All the men except the obese man looked at the poisonous needle in their chests in disbelief, and their faces showed a look of despair.

The poison on the needle is called no hatred, seeing the blood sealing the throat, once the skin is pierced, there is no reason to survive, being pierced by such a poisonous needle, it is too late to resent, and no one can live.

This may be an exaggeration, but it is enough to say that the needle is toxic and how quickly it can take people's lives.

In less than a breath, there was a pop.

The fat man's men are all dead in the blink of an eye!

No hatred, taking people's lives, fast to the point.

The Shura killing array was still running, the corpses on the ground were all strangled into pieces, the shocked and inexplicable look on the fat man's face had not yet had time to subside, Wu Zi couldn't believe what he saw in front of him, this was to provoke anything, and after avoiding his double killing move, he killed his subordinates in an instant, which made him stunned for a moment.

Of course, Chu Zheng was extremely familiar with the Shura Killing Formation, and slightly changed a few positions in the lower formation, and the cold murderous aura began to surround the fat man.

And he himself quickly rescued Jiang Li from the iron pillar.

Jiang Limo vaguely saw through his blood-colored eyes that it was Chu Zheng, barely squeezed out a smile on his face, and then fainted.

Chu Zheng put him in a safe place outside the formation, and then he walked unhurriedly towards the obese man who was constantly dodging the murderous aura, and slowly became a little overwhelmed.

All the murderous qi will be tacitly avoided when encountering Chu Zheng, and it will not hurt Chu Zheng at all, and in the end, they all rushed towards the fat man, and the cyclone fluctuations visible to the naked eye surrounded the fat man, and every murderous aura could cut iron and break jade, which was not something that ordinary metals could fight.

Burst!

Poof!

A murderous aura began to hit the fat man, and pieces of flesh and blood fell from his body, and the huge pain made him let out a scream like killing a pig.

Chu Zheng watched coldly, not moved by the tragic scene in front of him at all, and slowly walked to the side of the fat man, and at this time, those murderous aura gradually subsided, gradually turned into nothing, and dissipated in the air.

At this time, in this underground space, a thick bloody aura was permeated, and the blood of so many people gathered together, and a tragic evil aura emerged, as if it had come to the Shura Hell, tragic and shocking.

"You...... Who the hell are you?"

The fat man's face turned pale with pain, and he stood there tremblingly, and asked tremblingly.

He really didn't expect to attract such a killing god, if he had known this, he would definitely not have fought against Chu Zheng, but unfortunately there is no if in this world.

"I killed two of your men, aren't you looking for me?"

Chu Zheng said lightly, through this man's voice, he judged that after killing the two people who were besieged that day, the owner of the call he received should be the person in front of him.

"You...... It turned out to be you!"

"It's me, say it. ”

"I ...... What do you want me to say!"

The fat man yelled inwardly.

Chu Zheng didn't speak, but directly stretched out his hand, and a murderous aura suddenly appeared out of thin air, slashing at the fat man.

Yes!

The fat man hurriedly tried to retreat and dodge, and the murderous aura against his fat belly whistled past, and the hem of his clothes was cut open and fell to the ground.

Chu Zheng smiled slightly, ready to hook his fingers again.

"Don't! You...... Wait, you...... Want to know what?"

The fat man was covered in cold sweat, endured the horror in his heart, and asked weakly and hurriedly.

"Tell me everything you know, you know what I want to know, right?"

Chu Zheng turned his fingers, and the chill on his body became even stronger.

"This ...... If I say it, can I change my life?"

The fat man asked weakly again.

"Your life depends on you. ”

Chu Zheng responded.

Hearing this, the fat man seemed to have been reassured, the expression on his face slowed down a little, and after a moment of contemplation, he spoke weakly.

Chu Zheng was slightly surprised when he heard this, he didn't expect that there was such an organization in this world that could do such a crazy thing, which was really incomprehensible and unacceptable.

The fat man's name is Xie Ping, and his identity is the head of the hall, and he is considered a figure with some real power.

As for the lord in his mouth, he is a mysterious figure, and he doesn't know about men and women, and he can't see him at all according to his position, although he participates in the organization's meetings, but every time he changes his position, even the organization's stronghold has no right to know, and of course he doesn't dare to ask.

These Chu Zheng didn't have much interest, in the long history of 5,000 years, there were mysterious organizations like carp crossing the river, there were countless of them, he was used to this, and he was not interested in understanding and exploring at all.

What really surprised him was that this mysterious organization was preparing to carry out an unprecedented god-making project after a long period of accumulation.

Their lord gathered together the blood left by his predecessors and kept in a secret place to form a pool of blood, and wanted to sink into it and practice a secret art, if he succeeded, all the saints who had already drunk the holy water of the Lord would follow him to improve their cultivation and enter the ethereal realm of metamorphosis, and become immortals in the mouth of the world.

And that pool of blood is the blood of generations of saints in the organization over the endless years, and each selected saint will flow all his blood into the special container when he is in his prime, sacrifice himself for the ultimate goal of the organization, and then seal his soul, wait for the final goal to be achieved, and follow the organization to ascend together.

Chu Zheng touched his nose and felt that this organization was really crazy, and the people who entered this organization were even more crazy, even more so that they believed in such ridiculous remarks and sacrificed their lives, this is not a generation or two, according to this Xie Ping, it should have lasted for an unknown number of years.

Chu Zheng looked at him fixedly, with obvious suspicion in his eyes.

Because Chu Zheng himself is a person who has lived for 5,000 years, it is said that such a strange group of people should have heard of it in any dynasty, but he has never heard of even a trace of it, so he is more inclined to fool him with Xie Ping's words.