Peerless God of War

"You think, with such a powerful method, could it be that these two people are hiding their strength and are they robbery immortals?"

"How is it possible? There are only a few Tribulation Immortals in the West Sea. They all have names and everyone knows them. Besides, these two people are so young. I don't think they are more than a thousand years old. How can they be Tribulation Immortals at this age? Nonsense." Someone immediately retorted.

It's no wonder that these people were mistaken. First of all, Chen Xiao and the two were new arrivals, with unfamiliar faces that no one had seen before.

After all, if you want to give birth to a Tribulation Immortal, it may not take hundreds of years for one to appear. Even if there is any existing Tribulation Immortal, everyone knows about it.

This is a very important, life-related matter.

As a monk wandering between Xihai and Baishi City, if you don't even recognize the famous Tribulation Immortal in the nearby area, if you accidentally provoke him, wouldn't you be asking for death?

Therefore, in order to avoid this situation, there are dedicated personnel to collect information about various Tribulation Immortals, publish them in books, and publicize them widely.

Obviously, there is no place for Chen Xiao in this roster of Tribulation Immortals.

Although the tribulation on Yongling Island caused quite a stir, and there should be many monks who knew and witnessed Chen Xiao's tribulation, the subsequent night battle on Yongling Island caused a series of subsequent chaos. .

That night, many Tribulation Immortals died. The Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce suffered heavy casualties, and the Yunxiao Pavilion also suffered a few deaths.

Just counting and confirming the identities and names of these dead Tribulation Immortals is an extremely difficult and long task, let alone a new Tribulation Immortal like Chen Xiao, who does not know whether they are dead or alive, which is even more difficult. No one will care anymore.

In addition, if he specially disguises himself and puts on make-up, he will know even fewer people.

In addition to these, there is another more important reason, that is, Chen Xiao looks too young, and no one will contact him.

"Hehe, our Western Sea Territory was not peaceful before, but now it is even more lively."

"Busty? It seems to me that it's getting even more chaotic and there's no peace. This is not a good thing at all. It seems that I have to consider staying away from this dispute."

"Let's go. As the saying goes, fishing in troubled waters is a good opportunity."

"..."

Remarks like this are constantly emerging and circulating among many casual cultivators, spreading further and further. Soon what happened here will spread throughout Xihai and Baishi City.

Soon, the news of the murder of nine evil cultivators spread back to the Blood Butcher's headquarters.

The Blood Butcher's main altar has tall buildings standing in rows, making it a spectacular sight.

At this time, in a large hall, a strong man with a majestic figure and muscles as hard as rocks was playing with three women. Various exciting sounds were heard from time to time, which made people blush.

Such a scene is so enviable.

Suddenly, a subordinate rushed in.

"Reporting to the Altar Master, something bad has happened. Your son has been killed."

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the man who was in the midst of passion and joy suddenly lost all interest. It was as if a large amount of cold water had been poured on him from beginning to end, and he suddenly lost his energy.

His subordinates only felt an evil aura with cold murderous intent rushing toward them, and saw the man wearing only pants and a gloomy face appearing in front of him.

This person is one of the heads of the Blood Butcher, and one of the three great tribulation immortals, Guo Jing, the master of the three altars.

His blood-evil evil skills are so superb that he can withstand natural calamities. He is very frightening. He is also extremely insidious and vicious, and he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

Guo Jing has two major hobbies, killing people and playing with women, and his methods are extremely cruel and terrifying. He also has a very high prestige in the entire Blood Butcher organization, and no one refuses to accept it.

"What? Say it again." Guo Jing looked at the other party coldly and asked in a cold voice.

He was in a very unhappy mood right now, and it could be said that he was on the verge of breaking out. He was clearly playing with women just now, and when he was having fun, he unexpectedly received such bad news, which no one could bear.

Not to mention the cruel and murderous and moody Guo Jing.

Hearing this, his subordinate swallowed hard, and his forehead was already covered with sweat. Faced with the huge pressure from Guo Jing, the leader of the three altars, he was so frightened that his tongue was almost tied, and he could not speak fluently.

"You, your son was killed, I just got the news." The subordinate said with a trembling tongue.

After hearing this, Guo Jing frowned, raised his brows, and asked: "Which son was killed?"

Of course there was a reason why he asked this, because Guo Jing had many sons, dozens in total, and they were all born because he liked to play with women.

The strength of these sons varies from good to bad, some are more outstanding and have good strength, but most of them are very mediocre, and not many can cultivate to the realm of manifestation.

Therefore, Guo Jing is not that concerned about his sons. After all, there are too many.

This is the principle of an emperor. When you have your first son, you will treat him as a treasure and give him all your best things. But after you have dozens of sons, you will look at him again. When they are there, they are not happy, but sad.

Guo Jing, that's the case.

"Yes, Thirteenth Young Master," the subordinate replied.

"Thirteen, I remember he was a late-stage Saint, but he died just like that. Tell me, who killed him? I must avenge him. He dared to provoke our Blood Butcher. He is so bold. He deserves death." Guo Jing said angrily.

He didn't care much about the death of his thirteenth-ranked son. After all, this son was very mediocre in his memory.

He died, so he died.

What Guo Jing cared about was that someone dared to touch his son and attack the Blood Butcher. This was a provocation. In the entire West Sea of ​​Baishi City, who didn't know the Blood Butcher's fierce reputation? How dare he take the initiative to provoke.

As the third altar master of the Blood Butcher, Guo Jing certainly couldn't tolerate it.

"Have you notified the other two altar masters of this matter?" Guo Jing's face was gloomy. After thinking for a moment, he asked his subordinates again.

The Blood Butcher was not a one-man show. In the entire organization, in addition to the third altar master Guo Jing, there were two other altar masters. The three of them were in charge and dominated everything of the Blood Butcher.

That is, the Great Altar Master and the Second Altar Master.

However, there is one thing. Although the Great Altar Master is the most powerful and prestigious among the three great altar masters, he is also the one who doesn't care about things the most. He is in seclusion all year round, and sometimes you may not see him even for hundreds of years.

Therefore, the real people in charge of the Blood Butcher now should be the Second Altar Master and the Third Altar Master.