Wulongyao and Qinglei came, and rushed over with Di Shun's personal soldiers, Yuren Guard.

From Akasaka Mountain to here, Ji Hao took a large number of prisoners for more than half a month, but after receiving Ji Hao's emergency message, Wulongyao and others rushed over in just half an hour.

More than 100,000 feathers were floating in the air, their eyes were like lightning, and they glared at the rows of the Mo Yuan tribe and the warriors of the other seven tribes who were kneeling on the ground. After being tossed by Ji Hao with the soul swinging clock for a night, the warriors of several tribes were tired and weak as if they had just recovered from a serious illness. When they knelt on the ground, their bodies were trembling.

What scared them and even despaired was not Wulongyao and Qinglei who came here. With their status among their respective tribes, they could not understand what an elder in the inner hall of the Witch Palace and a leader of the personal soldiers represent.

What scared these soldiers out of the sky was a human head in front of them.

The eight witch kings who were killed by Abao last night, all their direct and side tribe members, as well as their in-laws, had more than 30,000 people, and all their heads were neatly placed here.

Blood flowed into a river and the smell of blood spread all over the fields. The patriarchs of the Mo Yuan tribe and the seven other tribes, with thousands of tribe elders, knelt on the ground like the most humble slaves, begging for the mercy of Wulongyao and Qinglei.

All the guilt was pushed to the heads of the eight witch kings. In the explanation of the patriarchs of the Mo Yuan tribe and the seven other tribes, these eight witch kings were moved by the wealth, colluded with some lawless wandering tribes, and summoned a group of tribal warriors who were loyal to them, and boldly intended to rob the spoils of the human tribe alliance.

This is a death sentence, so everyone related to the eight dead ghosts has their heads placed here.

The patriarchs were extremely low, so low that they had no dignity. They even explained to Wulongyao and Qinglei that all the sins were made by the eight dead ghosts.

Now all the tribe members of the eight dead ghosts have been killed and have used their lives to redeem part of their guilt. These tribe leaders said that all the tribe soldiers who participated in the rebellion last night will be demoted to slaves. They will let Puyang die together.

At the same time, more than 300 miles away from Ji Hao's camp, several real wandering tribes were camping and livestock. Last night, all the members of the wandering tribes were killed, with more than 300,000 people, from the elderly to children, from men to women, not a single living person.

It would be fine if you kill someone. When Ji Hao took Qing Lei to inspect the scene, he was furious to find that the poor wandering tribes were actually covered with some broken armor by the warriors of the Mo Yuan tribe and other tribes.

If the Mo Yuan tribe and the others successfully robbed the servants and slaves last night and successfully completed all the plans, the people of the wandering tribes will become scapegoats to bear the endless anger of the entire human tribe alliance.

Even once things are done, the Mo Yuan tribe and other tribes will not even have any guilt.

Because the people of the killed wandering tribes were not only wearing some armor of unknown origin, but also some standard armors worn by the Mo Yuan tribe and several other tribe warriors.

If someone thoroughly investigated what happened last night, then the Mo Yuan tribe and other tribes could completely shirk all the blame for all the soldiers they sent to escort the captives, and they had already been torn to pieces for the sake of the human race. At that time, would Di Shun and other senior leaders of the human race have the nerve to pursue their unfavorable escort?

The dead will not speak, and those wandering tribes are killed completely, so they will naturally not disclose any secrets.

A perfect plan that was almost seamless, but because of Ji Hao's existence, now several patriarchs are like wild dogs that have removed their spines. They curled up on the ground and cried bitterly, complaining that all this has nothing to do with them.

Indeed, from the surface, all this has nothing to do with them.

However, although the eight witch king-level elders were killed, there were so many tribal warriors who were captured alive at the scene. If Wu Long Yao and Qing Lei really wanted to thoroughly investigate this matter, they could still find enough evidence.

Ji Hao stood behind Wulongyao and turned around and looked at Abao with indifferent face.

Last night, Abao killed the eight witch kings with a thunderous force. Was Abao so supreme and forgetting love? Or did he have too much affection?

If Abao only captured the eight witch kings alive last night, Wulongyao and Qinglei arrived, the eight people could not bear the pressure, and once they vomited confessions, then the heads placed here in Jingguan now will be at least ten times more.

Dare to violate the interests of the entire human tribe alliance and involve the spoils of the entire human race. The Mo Yuan tribe and several other tribes will be killed, and it is estimated that few tribe members will survive in the end.

Abao's ruthless methods wiped out the lives of tens of thousands of people, but left a glimmer of hope for most of the people of these eight tribes.

Looking at Abao who didn't say a word, Ji Hao stepped forward and bowed to Wulongyao and Qinglei: "Elder Wulong, Lord Qinglei... This matter is just a few elders who are bold and reckless in their actions... the babies in their clan are always innocent."

Wulongyao brows moved, looked at Ji Hao, and then nodded slightly.

Qing Lei was silent for a while, suddenly drew his sword and swept across it. The heads of the eight tribe leaders flew high, and several feathered warriors fell from the sky, grabbed the long hair on their heads, and flew into the sky with their heads.

"There must be something to show to the adults of all races. How many elders' heads are not enough." Qing Lei put away his sword and nodded to Ji Hao. A smile appeared on his hard face: "Little baby, it's not bad, it's useful in the future. Go and have a drink with me."

With a command, Qing Lei took all the feather guards to the sky, circled and flew towards Akasaka Mountain.

Wulongyao took out a handbook and handed it to Ji Hao, patting his shoulder hard: "All the soldiers who took action last night will be given to you as private slaves... Among those servants and slaves, you can choose a batch and buy it at 80% of the market price. This is the reward you made last night."

Pressing Ji Hao's shoulder hard, Wulongyao said in a deep voice: "Ji Hao, you are a kind-hearted baby. But... the clan leader of the Mo Yuan tribe is a tribe of the Northern Wilderness Dali Water Ape tribe, a tribe protected by the Wuzhiqi tribe. Do you think that just a few tribes that are not even considered middle-level, dare to fight against the spoils of the entire human race?"

Ji Hao was stunned. Is this matter related to Wuzhi Qi again?
Chapter completed!