The double-winged golden tiger suddenly burst into colorful light, and with a swish, it disappeared into the bird painting and went straight towards the divine bird, the peacock.
The divine bird was so frightened that its body trembled like chaff.
"Chirp..."
It let out a scream as if it was on the verge of death, and then its body shook uncontrollably, and the peacock saint attached to it was blown away.
The peacock saint looked panicked, and the next moment, she was separated from the picture of a hundred birds.
Snap!
She fell heavily to the ground, her beautiful face extremely pale, but full of disbelief.
"How is it possible? How could you capture me from the space of the Hundred Birds Picture?"
"Even a master ten times stronger than you can't do it!"
The Peacock Saint kept shaking her head, finding it difficult to accept this fact.
"This is not me, this is its method." Wang Hao pointed to the two-winged golden tiger.
The Peacock Saint slowly turned her head and looked at the two-winged golden tiger, her eyes full of confusion.
Wang Hao had no intention of chatting with the Peacock Saint here. He pointed his silver gun directly at her head and said murderously: "Peacock Saint, you are a winner or a loser. If you fail, you will die. I will send you on your way!"
brush!
The face of the Peacock Saint changed drastically. Even if she had not been severely injured by the divine thunder, she would not be the opponent of this man and the tiger.
"stop!"
She suddenly shouted.
"Why, do you have any last words to say?" Wang Hao asked with a sneer.
"Don't kill me, I beg for mercy..."
The Peacock Saint was like a balloon with a hole in it, her aura was extremely depressed.
She is a nine-thousand-year-old saint with noble blood, coming from the powerful Holy Land of Four Symbols, and her aura is not comparable to that of ordinary people.
But now, she was begging Wang Hao for mercy, and her heart was undoubtedly full of humiliation.
But no matter how humiliated she is, she doesn't want to die. This is the path to immortality. This is the path to immortality that she has been waiting for for nine thousand years. This is the path to immortality that is full of possibilities and endless opportunities!
How could he die like this?
"My principle when dealing with enemies is to kill them all. If you don't want to die, just give me a good reason!" Wang Hao said expressionlessly.
"I... surrender to you!"
Saying these words, Peacock seemed to have exhausted all his strength.
Surrender to me?
Wang Hao was slightly startled, he didn't expect Peacock to say such a sentence.
Those who surrender to him are his subordinates, and naturally they are no longer enemies.
But, is this credible?
Wang Hao looked at the Peacock Saint as if she were a fool, and said sarcastically: "Do you think your poor excuse can convince me? Will I believe it? So, you'd better die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the silver gun in Wang Hao's hand suddenly rose.
"Wang Hao!"
The Peacock Saint stood up suddenly, glared at Wang Hao, and said: "Of course I will not surrender to you. How can you, a martial artist who is half a step into a spirit, make me surrender? I will choose to surrender to you!"
She actually pointed at the double-winged golden tiger next to Wang Hao.
This strange little golden tiger had such noble blood that it made her feel a terrifying pressure. More than a hundred kinds of sacred birds trembled under the pressure of this little golden tiger, and even the phoenix lowered its head.
The peacock can naturally accept surrendering to such a creature with noble blood.
"hehe……"
Wang Hao smiled, the double-winged golden tiger was his contracted spirit beast, and he was his master.
This peacock does not surrender to himself, but chooses to surrender to his contracted spirit beast. Isn't this another step lower?
"Er Huzi, are you willing to accept a peacock as... a battle pet?" Wang Hao looked at the two-winged golden tiger.
"I refuse."
The two-winged golden tiger said without hesitation, with an arrogant attitude, "Her bloodline is too low, I can't look down on her!"
Ah poof——
The Peacock Saint almost vomited blood and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
It's so embarrassing. She has such a noble bloodline, but she is regarded as despicable by this little golden tiger?
She offered to surrender, but others looked down upon her.
There is no more embarrassing moment than this.
"You heard me, Peacock, my contracted spirit beast doesn't like you. If you don't feel embarrassed, you should give up this idea." Wang Hao said with a sarcastic look.
The peacock saint's face was red, she was ashamed and angry, but when she heard the words "contracted spirit beast", her body suddenly shook, and she looked at Wang Hao in disbelief.
This little golden tiger with an astonishing origin is actually Wang Hao’s contracted spirit beast?!
How could it, which is at the top of the contempt chain, be willing to become a spiritual beast for Wang Hao?
For a moment, the Peacock Saint felt that she was so ridiculous. She had always looked down on Wang Hao, but she didn't expect that he was the master at the top of the contempt chain.
It turns out that the clown is actually himself.
At this moment, all her arrogance and arrogance disappeared like clouds of smoke.
"Peacock Saint, I have no patience. There are two paths for you to choose. The first is to open your heart and don't resist. I will use my secret method to control your soul and make you obey my orders obediently. The second is,
That's a dead end. I'll give you three seconds to think about it. If you don't have an answer, you'll choose the second option by default."
Wang Hao gave the Peacock Saint an ultimatum and started counting: "Three, two..."
When the word '一' was about to come out of his mouth, Wang Hao's divine power surged out of his body, and the silver gun he raised high was like a fully charged bow and arrow, about to explode into the most violent offensive!
"one!"
As the last word came out of his mouth, the silver spear in Wang Hao's hand stabbed the Peacock Saint's head without hesitation.
"I choose the first one!"
The tip of the silver spear had already touched her scalp and was about to penetrate it when the Peacock Saint finally shouted.
"Tsk-"
In this flash of lightning, Wang Hao almost couldn't hold back his gun, and the silver gun slid out against Peacock's forehead, leaving a bloody gash.
"Can you please stop playing with your heartbeat? Couldn't you have said it earlier? It almost ended in a sad way." Wang Hao glared at the Peacock Saint.
The Peacock Saint smiled bitterly. After waiting for thousands of years, she finally bowed her head.
Moreover, she didn't really believe that Wang Hao had any way to control her. Once the injury was healed, she would immediately kill Wang Hao or escape.
She had such a plan in mind.
But it didn't take long for the Peacock Saint's plan to completely disappear.
After feeling the terrifying flames wrapped around her soul, the Peacock Saint became desperate.
When Wang Hao has a thought, she will be wiped out in ashes. This is not false. With her level, she can still tell.
From now on, she can only obey Wang Hao's orders.
Wang Hao patted the Peacock Saint's shoulder and said lightly: