These were zombie soldiers that were one grade higher than the skeleton soldiers.
And that bone dragon was the fifth grade that the Necromancer could summon, which was the highest grade of military force.
The swamp was the ideal environment to obtain zombie soldiers.
"Hehe, the shameless Necromancer, I was just thinking of exercising my muscles. Thank you for sending me so many sparring partners!"
Zhang Xing knew that among the five types of magic, many auxiliary magic were useless against these undead creatures.
For example, blindness and so on.
However, other offensive spells were still effective.
But just as Zhang Xing's mental strength moved and was about to cast the Fire Spell.
Hmm?
Why can't I use magic?
"Hehe!"
As if he saw Zhang Xing's doubts, the Necromancer laughed.
"Do you think this black land is so easy to climb?"
"This is a land cursed by me. Magic above level one can't be used here!"
"Together with my Sky Devouring Formation, I can provide an endless supply of dark energy for these soldiers. You won't be able to kill them all even if you tire yourselves to death!"
"Hehe, it's fine. If I'm tired, I'll go and rest. We'll continue after resting!"
Zhang Xing said nonchalantly.
If he was tired, he could just go to Dragon Island and not worry about his stamina.
Besides, as long as he seized the opportunity to snatch the Thousand Leaf Grass, he would run away. Who would fight blindly with him here!
On the other side, Xiao Bai and Black Treasure were very relaxed. But that bone dragon was broken into pieces and soon reassembled, continuing to fight with them.
It seemed like he had to end this quickly. There was no end to this.
After Zhang Xing made up his mind, he didn't hesitate anymore.
Even if he couldn't use magic, he still had the Dragon Fist!
"Sky Breaking Fist!"
With a punch, a passage was created in the zombie wall that was more than ten meters thick. It was obvious how powerful it was!
But that passage was immediately filled with other zombies.
They didn't have consciousness and didn't know fear. He could only smash them into pieces so that they couldn't form an effective body and revive again.
The Necromancer hiding in the dark was shocked when he saw the terrifying power of Zhang Xing's punch.
Damn it, he was wrong. This kid wasn't human!
He really couldn't understand it. Even if he started cultivating in his mother's womb, it was impossible for him to have such terrifying combat strength.
No matter what, I can't let him off today. If this kid grows up in the future, will there still be a place for me in the Holy Dragon Continent?
You ruined my plans in the Magical Beast Forest, and today you're here to snatch my Thousand Leaf Grass.
The reason he had spent so many years cultivating the Thousand Leaf Grass was to use it to create an array that could resist the Holy Sorcerers' Light Magic.
If the Alchemist Guild obtains it, they can also break my summoning technique.
Damned little bastard!
The necromancer wasn't having an easy time outside either. He was constantly using his mental strength to control the array formation. The two dragons and one person inside were really too troublesome.
If he were to continue fighting like this, perhaps he would collapse from exhaustion.
Zhang Xing tried a punch. Although the effect wasn't very good, it was just a punch.
Following that, Zhang Xing threw out six punches in one breath. The speed at which the zombies were replenished was not as fast as the speed at which he attacked. In the blink of an eye, he had covered a distance of more than ten meters.
The Thousand Leaves Grass was within reach!
Just as Zhang Xing was about to reach out and pluck it, a terrifying mouth suddenly opened beneath the Thousand Leaf Grass.
Kacha!
It bit down, but to the necromancer's disappointment, a Stage 5 poisonous crocodile below bit down on empty air.
Zhang Xing was nowhere to be seen!
Countless zombies in the surroundings lost their target and kept circling around in place.
The poisonous crocodiles below the Thousand Leaf Grass also emerged from the darkness and looked around vigilantly.
"Where is he?"
Through the array formation, the necromancer couldn't sense a trace of Zhang Xing's aura.
"Damn it, this kid must have a magic weapon that can make him invisible. Just hide there and see who can outlast the other!"
At this moment, a small hand appeared in the darkness and grabbed the Thousand Leaf Grass, flying into the air with a whoosh.
"Hei Bao, Xiao Bai, let's go!"
Zhang Xing's body was filled with Battle Energy. He tapped the zombie's head with the tip of his foot and rushed out of the encirclement in a few flashes.
Hei Bao and Little White were like two shooting stars as they disappeared into the darkness.
"Give me back the Thousand Leaf Grass …"
"Little bastard, give me back the Thousand Leaf Grass …"
Zhang Xing heard the necromancer's voice that was about to cry.