When the fish-headed Taoist priest was overjoyed, he saw that the pale will-o'-the-wisp did not block the beast, but rushed straight towards it.
"White Messenger?" The fish-headed Taoist priest's eyes were filled with shock.
Immediately afterwards, a pale will-o'-the-wisp spread out and turned into more than ten rays in all directions, surrounding the fish-headed Taoist priests, leaving no open window, as if forming a flame fence.
Woohoo! And twisted grimaces jumped out of the flames, roaring, and biting the fish-headed Taoist priest crazily.
The fish-headed Taoist priest looked horrified: "Ah! Ghost fire Taoist soldiers!"
Its screams immediately sounded at the scene: "It hurts, it hurts! Bai, why did you hurt me?!"
"Hey!" A burst of light laughter rang out in the air. It was coming from the pale will-o'-the-wisp. Someone inside should be sizing up the miserable appearance of the fish-headed Taoist priest.
"This..." Xu Dao opened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him, his heart moved slightly: "Are they friends, not enemies?"
He did not act rashly, he remained alert and secretly wondered about the power of the "Ghost Fire Taoist Soldier".
After just a few breaths, streams of essence escaped from the fish-headed Taoist's body and were swallowed up by the ghostly faces around him.
The huge demonic body of the fish-headed Taoist priest immediately withered, split apart and turned into something like charcoal, falling into the black sky piece by piece.
In just three or four breaths, the ghostly fire figure that suddenly appeared ate up a foundation-building Taoist priest. This method was even more clever than Xu Dao.
Involuntarily, although the other party did not make too many moves, Xu Dao felt an even greater sense of crisis.
Different from his nervousness, the will-o'-the-wisp figure was calm and graceful. After the other party dealt with the fish-headed Taoist priest, he faced Xu Dao and took the initiative to disperse the will-o'-the-wisps covering his body.
A figure with a face as white as paper appeared in Xu Dao's eyes. The figure was wearing a cloak, his eyes were scarlet, and he had a sickly smile of enjoyment on his face.
Breathe in! The man's nose trembled, he took a deep breath and made a strange noise.
The ghost faces that had sucked up the essence of the fish-headed Taoist priest turned into ghost fires and penetrated into the nose of the white paper face.
"Happy!" A pleasant moan sounded.
The white face made a bow to Xu Dao, and said in his mouth: "Thanks to my fellow Taoist, I was able to burn and kill this beast so easily and enjoy a big meal."
Hearing what the other party said, Xu Dao just squinted his eyes and looked at the other party without responding.
Seeing this, the white-faced man chuckled again and said, "Speaking of which, my Taoist friends have already packed up two heads of blood food. I guess there is no shortage of mine, so why are you still keeping such a straight face?"
Hearing this, Xu Dao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
According to what the other party meant, when Taoist Priest Haima and others surrounded him, this person was already watching from the surrounding area, but he just didn't show up.
Maybe it’s releasing goodwill?
Xu Dao no longer had a cold face and faced the other party with the same smile. He nodded and said:
"No matter how good the prize is, I still have to thank my fellow Taoist for helping him kill this fish head."
After exchanging greetings, Xu Dao then added: "Pindao's friends are still tracking the others, and Pindao has to rush over to help. I'll say goodbye, and we'll meet again if we are destined."
After he finished speaking, he immediately activated his magic power and made a move to run aside.
The originally calm white face saw that Xu Dao was about to leave after just one word, so he quickly jumped forward, blocked Xu Dao's way, and exclaimed: "Fellow Taoist, please stay!"
The will-o'-the-wisps on the opponent's body were tumbling, but he didn't make any unauthorized moves.
Xu Dao also looked puzzled at this and said deliberately: "What's the matter? Do you want to join Pindao's fellow disciples to kill the remaining two thieves?"
When the white-faced man heard this, a trace of embarrassment appeared on his calm face: "Fellow Taoist, you are joking. I am not a native Taoist like you, who can sneak into the Taoist palace here."
The man cupped his hands and said, "I don't want to talk in circles anymore. The reason why I am waiting for my fellow Taoist here is because I am invited to a rich and important event."
Xu Dao took a deep look at the other person, and he understood clearly in his heart, confirming that the other person was an overseas Taoist priest. But he was also more puzzled, why in this person's words, it seemed that they were the same person?
The white face's next words made Xu Dao understand.
"Pindao is a disciple of Master Kunjing. He came here this time to lead the group of cultivators in the West Sea... Just when fellow Taoist and Haima were fighting, they saw the golden light of the talisman. Only then did Pindao know that fellow Taoist turned out to be Venerable Golden Ou.
I’ve seen my subordinates before.”
Not mentioning the second half of what the other person said, just the word "real person" in Bai Zhilian's mouth made Xu Dao's breath tremble.
A real person, a Taoist who has achieved the realm of Yuanying!
Among them, the Immortal Way is called ghost immortals, whose souls are immortal and can live in the world; the martial arts is called Human Immortals, which can carry real dragons and destroy mountains and lands. They are collectively called real ghost immortals.
And according to this white-faced man, he is actually a Taoist disciple of a certain real person, and his background is really quite big.
Of course, what shocked Xu Dao even more was that it was not only the demons with the golden elixir realm who were eyeing the Wu Kingdom, but also a real ghost immortal with the Nascent Soul realm!
Xu Dao has only seen such characters in books, and they are also the Taoist achievements he most wants to achieve so far.
Now he wants to be his enemy, how to fight?
The news made his heart churn on the spot, and he almost broke into a cold sweat on his back.
Fortunately, Xu Dao had a strong psychological quality, and the other party's words were not necessarily true. His expression remained unchanged, and he hurriedly listened to the other party's next words, not daring to miss a word.
"According to a real person's evaluation, Venerable Jin Ou has a good footwork, has secret techniques, and many wonderful uses. He is most able to confuse people's minds. Now that I have seen him, he really deserves his reputation."
As the white-faced man spoke, he sighed: "I thought that it would be a big deal for a certain class of people to confuse the natives into fighting among themselves. I didn't expect that Venerable Jin Ou would be even more powerful. He quietly installed fellow Taoists..."
This guy really regarded Xu Dao as one of his own, thinking that Xu Dao was a spy placed in the Tao Palace by Venerable Jin Ou.
The main reason why people think so is because when Xu Dao killed Taoist Haima, he used the square talisman he got from Huanxi nun, and the other party saw and recognized him.
"According to this guy's description, Venerable Golden Ou is the golden elixir demon above the snow-capped mountains." Xu Dao calmed down.
He thought about the magical power of the square talisman again, and suddenly understood: "I think in this guy's opinion, I should have been converted by the Golden Ou Venerable, and then I joined their overseas camp."
With such an explanation, it makes sense why the other party would smile and claim to have rich and important things to talk about.
After understanding, Xu Dao's face was solemn at first, and then relieved. Then he followed the other person's words and said with a faint excitement:
"Emissary Bai has good eyesight and is worthy of being an overseas expert."
After a pause, Xu Dao immediately asked anxiously: "You are so brave and dare to ask my friend, is the name of 'Golden Ou' the name of my teacher?"
"When Pindao received the talisman that day, he only saw three golden claws falling from the sky, with magic power reaching the sky. Pindao understood that he had a great responsibility, but he failed to know the name of my master."
Xu Dao described the appearance of the demon he saw on the snow-capped mountains in an exaggerated way. Then he bowed to his white face and said respectfully, "I hope fellow Taoist will give me some advice."
With such words, he was bold enough to prepare to have a showdown with the other party, so as to take the opportunity to inquire about the situation overseas.
As for the white-faced person, although this person has been getting close to Xu Dao with his mouth, he is also distinguishing whether Xu Dao is true or false in his heart.
After all, although talismans can be taught, they can also be robbed.
Now listening to Xu Dao's description, I believe even more that Xu Dao is a converted aborigine.
The white-faced man thought in his mind: "At the early stage of foundation building, it is impossible to escape from the hands of Lord Jindan, let alone refine his talisman."