Seeing this scene, those people of the Goshawk Tribe, who were surrounded by the Seven Great Tribes, were immediately shocked, and shouted in their mouths: "High Priest!"

At the same time, everyone's face revealed a look of despair. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

If nothing else, once the high priest died, then their fate can be imagined.

Subconsciously, the eyes of the group were looking at Wang Hao, and their eyes flashed with horror and fear.

High Priest, that is the most powerful existence of the Goshawk Tribe, and has even broken through the invincible powerhouse of the Quasi-Saint.

But even so, he was easily defeated by Wang Hao, and even looking at the current situation, I am afraid that the latter will not be able to keep even if he is immortal, and such a crushing general existence makes people unable to have the slightest idea of resistance.

Couldn't help but blame each other, and at the same time scolded the person who proposed to resist back then, but they forgot that they were also extremely supportive of such a decision at that time.

"Damn, I knew that the Qing Emperor was so strong, so I shouldn't have resisted in the first place. ”

"Bastard, who said that the Blue Emperor was just a mere Da Luo Jin Immortal, who said that the cultivation of the Blue Emperor Palace was not to be feared, and I really want to strangle him now. ”

"It's over, the Goshawk Tribe is finished, as soon as the high priest dies, plus we are in command of the tribes in the Misty Swamp against the Qingdi Palace, this Qingdi will definitely not let us go!"

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Looking at the panicked people of the Goshawk Tribe, the faces of the people of the Seven Great Tribes couldn't help but rise with a trace of pride.

Compared with the inevitable fate of everyone in the Goshawk Tribe, the seven tribes wisely chose to take refuge in the Qingdi Palace, judging from Wang Hao's current combat strength, this is simply the wisest decision.

Especially Qingyun and Demon Venerable, and even Hou Yi are quasi-saint-level existences, and everyone knows very well that if it weren't for the fourth-line battle, I'm afraid that this misty swamp would have been flattened long ago.

Thinking of this, the people of the seven tribes turned their heads to look at the area where Wang Hao was, and shouted: "Qingdi, Qingdi ......"

At the same time, Yan Xiao also breathed a heavy sigh of relief, withdrew the Tianjing pot in mid-air, stood in place sluggishly, and muttered to himself: "It's so powerful, that goshawk high priest actually doesn't have any resistance in the hands of the master, quasi-saint, that's quasi-saint!"

At the same time, Yan Xiao also felt his own shortcomings.

Compared to the rest of the senior brothers, his cultivation was too weak.

From Hou Yi, Yan Xiao also knew that Tai Hao, Mo Yan, and Tian Canopy were all Wang Hao's personal disciples.

The canopy is one of the twelve yuanchen, and he has also seen it, the latter's cultivation is the Great Luo Golden Immortal, but its combat power is extremely terrifying.

Especially the unpredictable change technique of the ghosts, Yan Xiao suffered a great loss.

At the same time, he also knew that Mo Yan and Tai Hao were the first disciples to follow Wang Hao, especially the senior brother Tai Hao inherited Wang Hao's sword path, and his combat power was extremely terrifying, and the third senior brother Mo Yan was the body of a five-colored unicorn, with a magnificent heritage.

Yan Xiao couldn't help but clench his fists, and he strengthened his determination to retreat and cultivate after this incident.

At this time, Wang Hao also came back to his senses, didn't care about the cheers of the people of the seven major tribes around him, looked at the scepter in his hand with some horror, and muttered: "It's incredible, this thing is so strong." ”

Wang Hao only used three percent of his strength for the blow just now, but with the blessing of the scepter, he actually burst out with such a terrifying blow, although the high priest of the goshawk had been seriously injured at that time, but after all, he was still a quasi-saint-level powerhouse, and he was actually defeated by a blow like this.

Looking at the dying goshawk high priest above the hill, Wang Hao couldn't help but exhale heavily, and with a thought, the Blue Emperor's creation step was cast, and then appeared on the hill.

Looking condescendingly at the high priest of the goshawk who was close to death, Wang Hao opened his mouth and said: "Goshawk, you really don't know the treasure, this scepter is better than the Heavenly Purification Pot, you actually abandon it and don't use it deeply, it is really stupid." ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the goshawk high priest shrank, obviously shocked by the real situation in Wang Hao's mouth, and lost his voice; "How is it possible!"

This scepter has been in his hands for thousands of years, representing the supreme power of the high priest of the goshawk tribe, even if the scepter was taken away by Wang Hao before, he only knew how powerful the scepter was because of the significance it represented.

At this moment, Wang Hao's words immediately made the goshawk high priest react, if this scepter was not a treasure, Wang Hao would not have robbed it, let alone beat him to such an extent with one blow.

couldn't help but see the goshawk high priest's gaze fixed on the scepter in Wang Hao's hand, and his eyes flashed with strong unwillingness and remorse.

Up to now, how could the goshawk high priest not see that this scepter was a treasure, and it was a top treasure, otherwise Wang Hao would not have said that it was stronger than the Tianjing Pot, but such a treasure had not been carefully studied in his hands, this ......

Thinking of this, the high priest of the goshawk was white-eyed, but he died with strong unwillingness and remorse.

Seeing this scene, Wang Hao couldn't help but shake his head.

This goshawk high priest picked up the sesame seeds and lost the watermelon, and even said that the sesame seeds were not picked up, this space scepter was simply stronger than the ordinary chaos spirit treasure, but it was a pity that he did not study it, otherwise today's battle would not have ended so quickly, and Wang Hao could not have won so easily, but now it was cheaper Wang Hao for nothing.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Hao's heart moved, and the golden flame in the center of his eyebrows flew out, which was directly ignited on the body of the goshawk high priest.

With a bang, the body of the goshawk high priest was burned at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into flying ash and scattered in the magma swamp.

After doing all this, Wang Hao floated back to the shore.

At this time, those powerhouses of the goshawk tribe had been captured by the people of the seven major tribes, and they were sealed and cultivated one by one and thrown on the ground.

With Wang Hao's return, Yan Xiao, Orange Water and Lu Miao led the people of the Seven Great Tribes to kneel on one knee and shouted: "Meet the Green Emperor!"

In this regard, Wang Hao waved his hand and said, "Get up!"

At the same time, the mana surged, and it was directly held up in the field.

After everyone got up, Wang Hao's eyes were just looking at those people from the goshawk tribe, and he was ready to kill them, after all, these were the main battle factions, such people were not suitable for the Qingdi Palace, at least not for the Qingdi Palace at this stage.

However, just as Wang Hao was about to make a move, the funeral seemed to see Wang Hao's plan, and immediately stepped forward regardless of the obstruction of the people around him, and shouted, "Emperor Qing, please wait a minute!" )