The jade chariot with a white face is obviously a great magic weapon, and it is very likely that just like the whistle stick of the Red Tiger Taoist priest that the white face just commented on, this car is probably a magic weapon!
Xu Dao thought in his heart: "Even if it is not a complete magic weapon, it is at least a broken magic weapon."
The moment the jade chariot started moving, he noticed with sharp eyes that there were nine complete prohibitions on the car, and there seemed to be other prohibitions hidden in the car body.
At this time, Bai Zhilian handcuffed his will-o'-the-wisp Taoist soldiers to the car. Beyond the nine restrictions, there was at least one half-hidden and half-revealed restriction, sucking in the spiritual energy around them.
Xu Dao also suddenly understood at this time: "No wonder this jade chariot can cuff the foundation-building beast to his side and use it. He thought that this person also has a method to suppress evil spirits like the Qing Jing chapter... It turns out that relying on
What’s more is the strong suppression of the Jade Chariot itself.”
Roar!
Cars rattled, bull heads and horses roared.
With a white face and robes flying in the air, he drove a jade chariot and rushed towards the Red Tiger Taoist priest. The look on his face was wanton, as if he had already eaten the Red Tiger Taoist priest.
The red tiger Taoist priest was holding a rusty whistle stick, and his expression changed drastically. He was no longer as calm as before. He roared angrily, and the crackling sound on his body was like thunder exploding.
"You want me to kneel down? Die!"
The ox-tiger energy and blood behind Taoist Red Tiger condensed into essence and turned into a giant beast more than twenty feet tall, towering like a tall building.
He held a whistle stick and fiercely bombarded the jade chariot and drove away.
The huge ox-tiger beast also roared, lowered its head, stretched out its horns, and slammed into the jade chariot.
This person's aura is flowing, and his body is extremely powerful. He must be the first among the foundation-building Taoist priests that Xu Dao has seen so far.
boom!
The green will-o'-the-wisp color and the rusty red color, the two mana collided fiercely, making the foundation-building Taoist priests who had already fallen stagger even more, with panic in their eyes.
Xu Dao stood firm and looked at the field attentively, looking forward to the result.
"Hahaha!"
A sharp laugh sounded, and it was the laughter of the white-faced man: "The mantis's arms are like a cart!"
The white-faced man drove the green jade chariot, swung the iron rope, suppressed the smoke and dust rising from the fighting field, and the aura floated high in the center of the field.
Below it, the fighting platform was cracked and shattered, leaving only a strong man with a broken arm, half-kneeling on the ground with bleeding from all his orifices. The aura on his body was weak, and he was looking at something on the platform with his head sideways.
That thing was his rust-red whistle stick, and connected to the whistle stick was a bloody arm that he was holding tightly.
Taoist Chihu summoned up all his strength and did not lose heart until the last moment, but obviously, the golden elixir level magic power was still the golden elixir level magic power, and it tore his body apart.
As for the white face, he seemed quite calm and composed.
After the victory, the arrogance on his face actually became less, and he looked as if he was a vain young man traveling in a jade chariot.
The white-faced man smiled calmly and said: "According to the rules of White Bone Island, when the fight is over, all losers lose. At least half of your arm, along with the magic weapon, has returned to its original path!"
What he said right now was exactly the rules of fighting on White Bone Island.
When Taoist Chihu heard this, his face was filled with sadness, and he forced out his voice: "Of course! And even if you take away a limb from a certain family, that family will also recognize it."
The blank face returned: "I don't want to take your limbs, so what if I take you? If you are willing to drive for me, I have a panacea here that can replace your broken limbs without leaving any hidden dangers."
Taoist Chihu spat fiercely and cursed: "Despicable thing! If it weren't for your powerful magic weapon, would you think that a certain family would lose? You are like a dog, but you also want a certain family to drive!"
When the white-faced man heard this, the suppressed anger came back. He raised his eyebrows and his face was distorted: "Okay! I will help you! Even after you die, I can turn you into a ghost soldier and drive you for me!"
Kaka!
The white-faced man drove the jade chariot, shaking the iron ropes, and twenty foundation-building monsters roared around the car. The demonic and ghostly auras gathered together, and he shouted: "Go! Tear this guy alive!"
But at this moment, a voice sounded: "Since you know the rules on the island, you should also know that life is not allowed, otherwise the murderer will die."
The figure of a Taoist appeared in the dilapidated fighting arena, blocking the demons and ghosts in the jade chariot.
This person is none other than Xu Dao.
He already had a bad feeling towards Bai Zhilian, and he admired Taoist Red Tiger in the fight just now. Now that he saw Bai Zhilian wanted to take Taoist Red Tiger's life after his victory, he immediately stood up.
The white face identified Xu Dao. Because Xu Dao had dressed up in disguise and concealed his aura, he didn't recognize him for a while and just laughed when he heard the words.
This person with a white face may seem domineering, but in fact he knows it well.
He is now confident that even if the White Bone Temple Lord comes, he can advance and retreat calmly, and he originally wants to force the White Bone Temple Lord to come out.
In the original plan, Bai Zhilian wanted to violate the bottom line of White Bone Island again and again, until White Bone Island finally had to favor him, completely losing its neutral position, and was forced to take sides.
After all, he is Yu Yuan's sea-seeking envoy. As long as Baigu Island doesn't want to offend Yu Yuan, it can only turn a blind eye.
And if White Bone Island's attitude is decisive and harsh, and he provokes the pursuit of the White Bone Temple Master, Yu Yuan will have an excuse to directly attack White Bone Island! From Bai Zhilian's point of view, he has a magic weapon to protect him.
Able to escape easily.
In short, this beast came here to stir up trouble, and this was not the first time, but this time he met the hot-tempered Red Tiger Taoist priest. The Red Tiger Taoist priest also had great magic power, so he gave the opponent his trump card.
Forced out.
Xu Dao didn't know Baizhan Lian's secret plot. He just felt that this person's face was really hateful, and the jade chariot in his hands was indeed good. He took a fancy to it!
After laughing with a blank face, he said confidently:
"I am Yu Yuan's envoy to search the sea, and I have an oil and jade chariot in my hands. How about killing people? What can you do to me?"
It turns out that the jade chariot driven by this man is called "You Jade Chariot".
Chihu Taoist priest spread his legs and sat on the ground, glaring at the blank face.
The other Taoist priests around him have calmed down, but they are all too shy to speak. The turtle Taoist priest in charge of the flower shop is still huddled in his turtle shell, not daring to show his head.
When Xu Dao heard this, he stood with his hands behind his hands and said with a chuckle: "Of course, I will beat you to death!"
Hearing this, the white-faced man looked unhappy and snorted coldly: "Killing one is also killing, killing two is still killing. It just so happens that the spiritual power of the magical weapon has not yet cooled down, so this way will be fulfilled by you!"
Kaka!
The white-faced man's robe fluttered, his sleeves swung to tug at the chains of the jade chariot, his face was wild and unruly, and he rushed towards Xu Dao fiercely.
Xu Dao stood in front of the Youbi car, feeling refreshed and refreshed. He didn't even hold a stick in his hand, as if he was about to be crushed into pulp in the next moment.
(Well, the previous chapter has been corrected, just download it again)
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