C172 Voodoo

After a while, the Daoist priests caught up and began to deal with the female zombie.

I withdrew from the battlefield. I had no intention of taking action to begin with.

"Thank you for your help, my friend. I will never forget it." The old man greeted me with a Daoist salute, and I nodded my head in greeting.

Judging from the clothes of these Daoist priests, they were not from the same sect

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