Chapter 164: Get the Thousand Leaf Grass, Get Out
This is a zombie soldier that is one level higher than the skeleton soldier.
And that bone dragon is the fifth level that the necromancer can summon, which is the highest level of troops.
The swamp is the ideal environment for obtaining zombie soldiers.
"Haha, necromancer who is ashamed to see people, I just want to stretch my muscles, thank you for sending so many sparring partners!"
Zhang Xing knew that among the five magic systems, many auxiliary magics are useless against these undead creatures.
For example, blindness magic and so on.
But other attack magic is still useful.
But just when Zhang Xing's mental power moved and wanted to cast the fire magic.
Hmm?
Why can't I use magic?
"Hehe!"
As if seeing the doubt in Zhang Xing's heart, the necromancer laughed.
"Do you think it's so easy to get up this black land?"
"This is a land cursed by me. Magic above level one cannot be used!"
"Cooperate with my Heaven Devouring Formation to provide these soldiers with a steady stream of dark energy. You can't kill them all even if you die of exhaustion!"
"Haha, it's okay. I'll take a break when I'm tired, and then fight again after a break!"
Zhang Xing said indifferently.
When you're tired of fighting, go to Dragon Island and don't worry about physical strength at all.
Besides, as long as you grab the opportunity to grab the Thousand Leaf Grass and run away, who will fight with him here!
On the other side, Xiaobai and Heibao were very relaxed, but the bone dragon was torn into pieces and reassembled after a while, and continued to entangle them in battle.
It seems that we have to fight quickly, and there is no end to this fight.
After Zhang Xing made a decision, he no longer hesitated.
If magic can't be used, there is still Dragon Fist!
"Sky Breaking Fist!"
With a punch, a passage was smashed out of the zombie wall more than ten meters thick, and the power can be seen!
However, the passage was immediately filled with other zombies.
They had no consciousness and no fear, so they could only be smashed to pieces, so that they could not form an effective body to revive again.
The necromancer hiding in the dark was shocked by the terrifying power of Zhang Xing's punch.
Damn, I was wrong, this kid is simply not a human!
I really don't understand, even if he started practicing from the womb, he can't have such terrifying combat power.
I can't let him go today. If this kid grows up in the future, will there be a place for me to stay in the Holy Dragon Continent?
He ruined my good deeds in the Warcraft Forest, and today he came to steal my Qianye Grass.
It took so many years to cultivate Qianye Grass to use it to refine the formation to resist the light magic of the Holy Mage.
And the Alchemist Guild can also break my summoning technique if it gets it.
Damn kid!
The necromancer is not easy outside, constantly mobilizing the mental power in his body to control the formation. The two dragons and one person inside are really too much.
If he keeps fighting like this, he might get tired first.
Zhang Xing tried a punch, although the effect was not very good, but it was just one punch.
Then Zhang Xing threw six punches in a row, and the zombies' replenishment speed was not as fast as the attack speed, and the distance of more than ten meters was reached in the blink of an eye.
The thousand-leaf grass is within reach!
Just as Zhang Xing was about to reach out to pick it, a terrifying big mouth suddenly opened under the thousand-leaf grass.
"Crack!"
He bit down, but to the disappointment of the necromancer, a fifth-level poisonous crocodile below bit nothing.
Zhang Xing's people disappeared!
Countless zombies around lost their attack targets and kept circling in place.
The poisonous crocodile under the thousand-leaf grass also emerged from the darkness, looking around vigilantly.
"Where is he?"
The necromancer did not sense any breath of Zhang Xing through the formation.
"Damn, this guy must have a magic weapon that can make him invisible. You just hide there and see who can outlast the other!"
At this moment, a small hand appeared in the darkness, grabbed the thousand-leaf grass, and flew into the air.
"Heibao, Xiaobai, run away!"
Zhang Xing was full of fighting spirit. He touched the zombie's head with his toes and rushed out of the encirclement in a few flashes.
Heibao and Xiaobai disappeared in the darkness like two meteors.
"Give me back the thousand-leaf grass..."
"Little bastard, give me back the thousand-leaf grass..."
Zhang Xing heard the voice of the necromancer who was about to cry.
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