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Chapter Thirty-Nine The Weaks in the Village Are Not Weak

Ji Dali was so excited that he came out of Liu Yun's house tremblingly. He kept slapping his cheeks along the way to make sure he was dreaming. When many villagers saw Ji Dali's appearance, they distanced themselves from him and hid.

Far away.

Some ignorant children innocently asked the adults next to them, "What's wrong with Uncle Ji Dali? Why does he keep slapping himself?"

The villager's eyes were filled with emotion and he said: "Hey, I am a good person in nature. It's just that I stayed out for a long time and was so hungry that I had mental problems. I haven't recovered yet."

"Wow, I will stay away from him from now on."

The villager shook his head and said: "The distance may be longer, but he still has a lot of good qualities that are worth learning from. For example, he is the hardest working person in the village. He works hard and doesn't complain. He is a hard-working person."

The children nodded in understanding.

Ji Dali returned to his tribe's residence and immediately summoned his tribe members to gather together. The confused tribe members were summoned by him and didn't know what he was going to do.

He told everyone the news, which immediately aroused the emotions of the tribe.

"Oh my gosh, the emperor is finally going to conquer all directions, and appointing the leader as the pioneer is simply the supreme honor of our Chigaoji human race."

"For our great achievements this time, the Emperor will surely reward us. It will not be difficult to completely turn over and integrate into the village."

"God sees You Lian, we can finally enter the eyes of the Emperor, it's great!"

Looking at the excited tribesmen, Chicken, who was blessed with great honor, raised his head vigorously, and with great ambition, he personally selected a hundred tribesmen who were at the peak of their spiritual strength and was about to leave the village to do some work.

Except for the one hundred lucky ones who were called, the rest of the tribe couldn't wait to sign up. They wanted to follow Ji Dali out, but they were all rejected by Ji Dali.

"Those who have not reached the peak of the spiritual weapon should not go out. Don't embarrass the emperor. Please stay at home and work hard. When the time comes, you will be successful in cultivation and you will have many opportunities to serve."

Chicken Dali said so.

When everything was ready, Yu Lin came with more than ten militiamen. After some hesitation, she gave Ji Dali the sharpest long knife in the village, and even equipped these more than a hundred chicken men with long guns.

He said earnestly: "Liu Yun is worried that you are in danger, so please bring these weapons."

Chicken Dali accepted the long knife with tears of gratitude. The broadsword produced in the village shines with sacred brilliance and has the power to cut through everything. It is usually the sword of the adults in the village. I didn't expect that I can get one today.

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With such a magical weapon, Ji Dali is even more confident. Even if the powerful Spirit King is in front, he is confident to fight against him.

Ji Dali knelt down and saluted, and solemnly said: "I will definitely complete my mission during this trip, and I will no longer be kind to you."

The chicken men followed suit one after another.

Yu Lin was very satisfied with their loyalty and said: "Okay, you go first. If the journey is too far, send someone to inform me. I will take people out of the village and set up strongholds on the way to meet you. Remember, safety is the first priority."

So, Ji Dali led a hundred people and stormed out of the village, returning to the wild world outside the village.

Relying on his memory of the nearby tribes, Ji Dali did not delay and headed straight to a land ape-human tribe dozens of miles away.

The group of people did not dare to delay at all, and arrived near the tribe in just half a day. They could see the smoke of cooking in the tribe from a distance. To be on the safe side, he first sent people to investigate the situation.

After a while, the scout came back to report the news. Unexpectedly, the result was completely different. The land ape-man tribe here had actually changed its master.

"Chief, it seems that not long ago, the Witch Wolf tribe captured this place. The leader of the Ape tribe was killed, and all of them have been reduced to slaves."

Ji Dali was furious when he heard this and said angrily: "This is unreasonable. I was ordered by the emperor to go out to find land ape people to bring back to the village. There are actually werewolves who ruined my life. Come on, follow me and destroy them."

Some people in the tribe showed worry and advised: "Master leader, we are ordered to go out to look for people, so we should not cause more trouble. If we encounter a hard fight and lose our manpower, wouldn't it ruin the emperor's important affairs?"

The emperor blamed me."

Ji Dali was stunned, reacted instantly, slapped the speaker on the head, and scolded with a smile: "You people, your brains are so funny, are you suffering from mental illness? We are no longer in the village, and those adults are not here anymore."

, Where can there be strong people in the outer wilderness? With our current strength, not only here, but also in the center of the wilderness, we can walk sideways."

With one sentence, everyone woke up. Yes, they were the weakest in the village. They had forgotten that being the weakest in the village did not mean they were weak. On the contrary, they were actually very strong. It was just that the people in the village were too perverted. Over time,

Wrong thinking occurred.

For a moment, the chicken tribe was excited and said happily: "Yes, we are already considered strong now. We are just a peripheral tribe, and the leader is not as strong as a spiritual soldier. How can we be our opponent."

"That's right, not to mention that we are all at the peak of spiritual soldiers, and the leader is even more powerful at the peak of spiritual generals. What are we afraid of?"

The chicken tribe, whose morale had greatly increased, followed the chickens to surge out and kill the tribe in front.

A large number of people came to kill outside, and the Witch Wolf tribe in the tribe was naturally aware of it. The leader of the tribe, Lang Bing, was a strong man at the level of a spiritual soldier. He came from the wilderness and was ordered by the Spirit King to track down the culprit who killed Lang Ao.

The real owner was not found, but many wild tribes were wiped out along the way.

He, who had just occupied the ape-human tribe here, was enjoying the delicious food. When he heard that someone was coming to kill him, they were suspected of being the Chigao chicken tribe. The wolf wiped the grease on his mouth with disdain and said proudly: "It's just a small peripheral tribe, not long.

If you dare to offend our Witch Wolf human tribe, you guys, please prepare your chariot for me and let me kill their leader myself and take over his tribe to drink."

Lang Bing's strength should not be underestimated. Not counting him as a spirit soldier, he has more than ten spirit warriors under his command, each with a chariot.

Immediately, the entire Witch Wolf clan was dispatched. More than 500 people gathered around the chariots of the Spirit Master and the Wolf Bing, and came to the open space in front of the village, where they set up their stance and waited to meet the enemy.

Wolfpin looked from a distance and saw a group of people who really looked like the Chigaoji human race. There were more than a hundred people, and they were like a pile of loose sand rushing over. They looked terrible, and they didn't even have a chariot.

The strength of the spiritual soldiers was displayed, and their eyes exuded spiritual light. He observed the strength of the opposite party. There were flashes of spiritual power on these people, but there was a thin layer of white mist blocking it, making it difficult for him to see the reality on the opposite side.

Wolfpin laughed loudly and said disdainfully: "Hahaha, it turns out they are some lost souls. They don't even have a chariot. They are so weak and dare to show up. They are really lining up to give us food."


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