Unlike the ancestral spirit, the breath of this ancestral spirit is much stronger than the ancestral spirit, and the qi has an extremely strong breath of death and vicissitudes.

Obviously, this ancestral spirit is definitely something that has existed for a long time, and the years have left obvious breath and traces on his body, and this ancestral spirit has also reached a certain realm that Wu Di does not know, but this ancestral spirit has obviously reached a near-death situation.

Wu Di expanded his divine sense again, and probed the surroundings as well.

He found that around this big tribe, there were many small tribes, but they were all very small tribes, with a maximum of a few hundred people and a few dozen people at the least.

Such a tribe is dotted all around, and the stars and moons enshrine this large tribe in the very center.

Faintly, there was a sign of seeing this large tribe as a leader.

Obviously, these are small tribes that live on the big tribes, and they may pay tribute to the big tribes at a certain point in time in order to get the protection that the big tribes give them.

It is like the nepotism of the first generation has been formed here.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there should be a lot of stories here.

It's just that Wu Di didn't come here for sightseeing, he came here to rob it.

He is a predator.

"Sword Demon, Stick Demon, Gun Demon, Knife Demon, where is it?"

Wu Di said.

Brush brush brush.

There was a clicking sound on the ground, and four skeletons crawled out of the ground.

Skeletons are mostly underground, in order not to attract attention, Wu Di specially ordered this, if a person is followed by four skeletons, it is abnormal not to attract attention.

As soon as Wu Di is summoned, he will drill directly from the ground.

"Where are the ghost soldiers?"

Brush brush brush ~

The thirty ghost soldiers that had just been subdued appeared directly in front of Wu Di.

There are a total of thirty-seven subordinates, thirty-seven undead, such a lineup is really insignificant compared to the large tribes of thousands of people.

However, Wu Di showed a confident look.

"The generals will listen to the order, today, attack this walled city, and never die!"

Wu Di pointed to the walled city, and he quickly found a place to recover.

In such a battle, as long as Wu Di does not die, the walled city will never be peaceful, although it is a bit long, but Wu Di has this patience.

After a while, there were sounds of fighting and roaring outside, followed by the sound of ping-pong gold and iron.

The guys are starting to fight.

Wu Di hid directly in the canopy, turning into a black mist, and the mist was hidden in the proud canopy, as if it had disappeared.

The sound of fighting resounded for three days and three nights.

Three days and three nights later, Wu Di suddenly opened his eyes, and his figure also appeared under the big drum in an instant.

At this time, the remaining dozen or so people in the city were tired and covered in blood, and the defenders of the group were drumming in the center.

Their eyes were red one by one, obviously red-eyed, but Wu Di's thirty-seven subordinates still did not lose a single one, and they did not even lose much essence.

Just when the thirty-seven men were about to kill the last few people, the drum, which had been silent for a long time, finally trembled slightly.

A boy with a childish face walked out of encouragement.

This is a very cute child, pink little noodles, full of baby fat, wearing only a black belly pocket, if it weren't for his full head of white hair and a pair of translucent big eyes with a difficult to hide the vicissitudes of life and a strong dead air, no one would suspect that this is a child.

Wu Di's figure also appeared in the square.

The boy seemed to know that Wu Di was coming, and looked at Wu Di from a distance.

The eyes of the two met in the air.

They looked at each other for about a quarter of an hour or so, and then they all withdrew their gaze.

The boy seemed to be tired, and gasped heavily.

He sent a thought to Wu Di.

Wu Di was slightly stunned, only to find that among the remaining tribesmen, there were actually a few teenagers.

Like the previous teenagers, these teenagers were all heroic, but due to the hard fighting of three days and three nights, they were all tired and sloppy.

Wu Di looked at them, they were all on guard, as if they were facing a great enemy, and the weapons they bought in their hands were all bought by me.

Wu Di pondered for a while and said, "Okay, I promise you not to kill them, but don't break your promise!"

Saying that, Wu Di asked thirty-seven of his subordinates to make way for these people.

"I have made an agreement with your ancestral spirits that I can spare you, but if you have a killer intention, you will die violently if you can't take a hundred steps, you can do it yourself, and you only have this one chance. ”

Wu Di said indifferently.

Those few people all changed their faces and looked at the ancestral spirit.

The boy's face was full of vicissitudes, and he waved his hand, as if to say goodbye to them.

Several people shed hot tears, but they still chose to leave.

Where there is life, there is hope.

In the end, except for a few guys who were too murderous and died after fifty steps, the others were all let go by Wu Di.

Of course, it was nominally let go, Wu Di would not let the tiger return to the mountain, and the last monster incident made him pay special attention to such a hand-to-tail work.

Seeing that these remnants had disappeared from sight, Wu Di said.

"Alright, now you can fulfill your promise......"

Before Wu Di could finish speaking, he suddenly felt his heart tremble, and he looked at the ancestral spirit suddenly, it was like a bomb buried in his body, and an extremely fierce aura of destruction emanated from his body.

This aura is too strong, and at such a close distance, even if the thirty-seven men are undead, but Wu Di is not, the attack of the ancestral spirit is still effective against Wu Di, so if this guy uses such a method, Wu Di will definitely die.

"Blow yourself up, you're crazy!"

Wu Di's face sank, and he didn't stop in his hand, and shot out several runes one after another.

This speed was so fast that the rune was proud of the air and flew out quickly, all hitting the boy with the crane hair and childish face, and after several runes were laid, the aura of destruction in the boy's body also dissipated.

Wu Di took out the black dragon seal with one hand and slapped it on the boy's forehead, and the boy's whole body breath was also sealed by Wu Di at this moment.

It all went smoothly, as if Wu Di had practiced it many times.

The boy was sealed by Wu Di for cultivation, and there was no last means to blow himself up, and the loneliness and vicissitudes in his eyes were even heavier.

Wu Di had a black face and threw this restless guy into the place where he stored his soul.

In this way, this big tribe, under Wu Di's three days and three nights of attack, completely became Wu Di's territory.