Peerless God of War

"If I reply to the Third Altar Master, I have already reported it to the Great Altar Master and the Great Altar Master. It's just that the Great Altar Master has been in retreat, so I'm afraid I won't get the news." His subordinates said quickly.

This is also natural, although everyone knows that the altar master is in retreat and hardly asks any questions.

But whenever something happens to Blood Butcher, he will definitely be notified immediately. Whether there will be any results is another matter, but his attitude must be correct.

Among the highly hierarchical blood butchers, this is even more unscrupulous.

Hearing this, Guo Jing, the leader of the three altars, nodded and said: "Well, you did a good job, now you can die."

"ah?"

When the men heard this, they were immediately stunned. They subconsciously raised their heads and looked at Guo Jing, but what came face to face was Guo Jing's palm.

Snapped!

There was an astonishing explosion in the air, and a puddle of meat paste appeared on the ground. As for the previous subordinates, they were completely out of shape and died miserably.

"Ah~"

After seeing this scene, several female cultivators lying on the bed in the hall screamed softly in fright, their faces pale.

But at the same time, he was afraid that he would speak out and anger Guo Jing, so he quickly closed his mouth tightly, enduring extremely hard in order to survive.

Not only were the female cultivators who were dedicated to serving Guo Jing scared to death, but the guards on the side were also dumbfounded and did not dare to take a breath.

It can be seen that Guo Jing's methods are cruel. He kills people without blinking an eye. He just depends on his preference. If he is not careful, he will be killed.

As the saying goes, being with a king is like being with a tiger.

These people live in fear and fear all day long, and they are submissive under Guo Jing's lustful power.

Everyone on the left and right remained silent and lowered their heads. Guo Jing was very satisfied with this deterrent effect.

"Someone, clean it up."

"yes."

At this time, I saw a male cultivator wearing a black and red robe with an evil look flying from a distance and standing above the hall. He took a look at the meat sauce on the ground and spoke to Guo Jing.

"Third brother, you have to change your character of killing people casually."

Seeing this, everyone on the left and right quickly knelt down on one knee and shouted respectfully: "Greetings to the Second Altar Master."

"Meet the Second Altar Master."

"Meet the Second Altar Master."

The charming male cultivator had no expression on his face, but his eyes were looking straight at Guo Jing.

Being said like this, Guo Jing didn't take it seriously at all and didn't take it to heart at all. He said calmly: "Second brother, have you also gotten the news?"

The Second Altar Master nodded and said: "After I received the news, I rushed over as soon as possible. I originally thought that you would need someone to comfort you after your son died, but now it seems that you don't need any comfort. "

What the Second Altar Master said was so sinister that if someone didn't know better, they would think that he was specifically here to mock Guo Jing.

But the two of them are brothers and have known each other well for a long time, so naturally they will not have any bad thoughts or misunderstandings.

Guo Jing's face was expressionless and gloomy, and he said: "Huh, it's just a son. If he dies, he will die. He has to blame himself for not living up to expectations. What's the use of being sad. Second brother, have you found the murderer?" who is it?"

Guo Jing asked straight to the point. Based on his understanding of the Second Altar Master, if he hadn't been prepared, he probably wouldn't have taken the initiative to come to him.

"This is the portrait of the murderer. Take a look." As he said that, the Second Altar Master took out a portrait scroll out of thin air and threw it to Guo Jing.

Guo Jing spread it out and took a look, and his frown suddenly deepened.

"You're such a handsome boy, you don't even know your name?" Guo Jing said in a deep voice.

In just a moment, he was like flipping through a book in his mind, going through all the famous monks he knew from the big powerful sects, but none of them matched up.

That's why he talks face to face.

Either this person is a newly emerged genius monster, or he comes from the sea area of ​​​​White Rock City from outside. In short, he does not look like a person with a great background.

Damn it!

"This is the person's appearance that was specially recorded by the casual cultivators who were watching nearby at that time. It should be correct. Should I handle this matter for you, or should I send my killers to handle it?" The Third Altar Master asked again.

"Strength, the peak of the Holy Realm?" Guo Jing looked at the writing under the portrait and said lightly.

"This is just a guess at the cultivation level. There is a certain possibility that it is even higher." The Second Altar Master said again.

After all, they were not at the scene when the incident happened, so they could only make a rough judgment based on other people's dictation, which was not accurate enough.

Guo Jing sneered, with a look of disdain on his face, and said, "Want it to be higher? Could it be that he could still be a Tribulation Immortal? When did the powerful Tribulation Immortals become so cheap and worthless that they are everywhere?"

As he spoke, he looked at the Second Altar Master, "Besides, you and I know everything about the Tribulation Immortals in the entire Western Sea. There is absolutely no one like this. It is absolutely impossible for such a young Tribulation Immortal. This person must I must die to avenge my son’s death.”

In Guo Jing's view, it doesn't matter if a son dies, but if his prestige is gone, it will be a big trouble, so no matter how you look at it, this person must die.

Kill the murderer to establish your authority, otherwise no one will be afraid of the Blood Butcher in the future.

The Second Altar Master nodded and said, "That's exactly what I meant. This person must die. Otherwise, why don't you go there yourself?"

"Well," Guo Jing didn't refuse. He did have this idea. He had long wanted to go get some fresh air and relax, and then kill someone by the way.

Besides, it was his son who died, not the second altar master's, so it was appropriate for him to go there in person.

"I'll go there, second brother, you guard our nest well and don't let anything go wrong." Guo Jing said coldly.

"That's fine." The second altar master nodded.

Guo Jing immediately waved his hand and said, "Come on, follow me out of the island to avenge my son."

"Yes."

"Yes."

Immediately, a large group of cultivators wearing dark red armor flew over from below, gathered around Guo Jing, and went out of the island in a mighty manner to seek revenge on Chen Xiao.

And Chen Xiao, the person involved, was completely unaware of all this.

At this moment, on a small island stronghold outside the sea area of ​​Baishi City.

In the house, the female cultivator Xu Fang was anxiously guarding the bed, waiting for the doctor to treat her senior brother's injuries. After a long time, the injured male cultivator's injuries were finally stabilized.

"Doctor, is my brother okay?" Xu Fang stepped forward, grabbed the doctor's hand, and asked anxiously.

The doctor's face was slightly gloomy, and he said: "He was seriously injured, and he also blew up his own life magic weapon and damaged his mind. It's a miracle that he survived. It's also because of the timely treatment, otherwise he would have died long ago, but..."

Hearing this, Chen Xiao frowned slightly.

For someone like him who has experienced countless storms, this sentence is too familiar. Doctors usually only say good things at the beginning, but the words after that are the real focus.