Chapter 702

The apprentices of the zombies were all dressed in pale yellow mage robes. Their skin was dry, but their shape was still quite intact, and they could even distinguish between fat and thin. They looked like the products of the dead zombies who had been hanging in the coffin for several months. Their skin did not even droop, and they wrinkled and stuck on the subcutaneous solidified fat.

It's just a little smelly. It's very obvious when we get close to them. It's like the rotten fish for two weeks were put into the abdominal cavity of the seal body and fermented for a few days. The smell is really smelly, but it's not heavy and it doesn't spread much. Just stay away.

When Lu Zhengkang found them, they also found Lu Zhengkang. The casting instinct left in their bodies made them start rubbing fireballs.

There are also a few who have not rubbed the fireball, rubbed the ice storm, lightning chain, death and so on.

Although they are apprentices, in this top organization on the magic side, those who can be apprentices are basically formal mages. They are for those legendary mages. They can't do without any ability and knowledge. So these apprentices are not weak. They were all excellent casters in combat ability before they died, but after they died, they were a little bit like a tiger in the sky.

Not to mention that all the spells they release have become castrated versions. As living corpses, they don't have the wisdom to use casting materials. Therefore, if they want to use materials to assist their spells, they will all fail. Unless they engrave super magic skills and casting materials into their DNA, their attack means are relatively monotonous.

Now it's close to the core area, and there are a lot of shrinkage areas on the road. Lu Zhengkang doesn't dare to run blindly, so he can only stand on the stake to cast the spell, so he and these apprentices are sniping in the air.

He bent down to avoid a string of fireballs on the opposite side, then moved cautiously to the left. Three yards away from his right hand, there is a long space-time crack, also known as the black mirror. It is an ellipsoidal, olive like black area. After entering the black mirror, any material and energy will be banished to the depth of time, and the light propagation in it is almost stagnant. If anyone puts his hand in it, he can't take it out. He can only have a bare arm, and his wrist will be bloody.

This kind of black mirror can still be used. Lu Zhengkang is not made of iron. He can't resist a lot of magic. So when it's his turn, he comes out from behind the black mirror. When it's his turn to throw a spell, he hides behind the black mirror.

Fight, wretchedness can survive, not cold mixed.

That's what Lu Zhengkang said to himself anyway. He is also observant and attentive. These apprentices don't know when they will come up with some new tricks.

In this area where the terrain has a great influence, Lu Zhengkang's magic is not very easy to use. It's like a gun fight in a pile of bunkers. Those living corpses will move everywhere. If they hide behind the wrinkled area or black mirror, Lu Zhengkang's attack will also be invalid.

At this time, Lu Zhengkang had the mind to refine a flying sword. Before, he didn't do it because the Qi Dan was too rubbish and the endurance was not enough. It's better to save and put the magic on the refining tool than to waste the Qi of Qi Dan. Now that he had a way to add, he thought of making a flying sword for himself.

Brother Zhan Shi Jian said: distance is safety.

With the flying sword, Lu Zhengkang can open the attack distance, no matter flying a kite or standing a stake, the output has the ideal conditions.

He thought here, the opposite spell wave after wave, let him dare not show his head. Under the balance of Lu Zhengkang, he plans to dispatch Yuanshen regardless of the loss of Dan Qi.

Qi Dan flies out of his head and turns into a swimming white rainbow. The tiny volume can easily pass through the dangerous folds of time and space and fly to the heads of the assembled apprentices.

Qi Danhua is in shape. A mighty White Ape roars in silence and pours down. His long arms tear the air. He presses a head with both hands and presses the head into his chest silently. It's like poking a cherry into mashed potatoes. Dan Qi turns into thunder and rushes out of the White Ape's palms and into the apprentice's body.

Bang! Bang!

Two times in a row, the two apprentices who were touched by the White Ape first got their heads into the cavity, and then the chest and abdomen were blasted by thunder. The whole body turned into a tomato smashed by a baseball bat, and only two legs were still stuck on the ground.

What a killing!

The White Ape is tyrannical and unrestrained. It moves like lightning across the sky. In a moment, it reaches the next pair of victims. It supports the ground with its claws, kicks heavily, and flies out of the sky. The living corpse on the left side is kicked on the bridge of the nose, the heavenly spirit cap pops up like a bottle cap, and the living corpse on the right side is kicked on the cheek. The whole head is like a spring. It turns six or seven times His neck became like a rubber tube, and he collapsed down to his back.

There are still seven apprentices left. They throw fireballs without saying a word. Some of them fall into the folds of time and space. Naturally, many of them fly straight to the White Ape. He only shrinks, and then turns into a Qi Dan and flies to the enemy.

Lu Zhengkang hid in one side, painfully estimated Dan Qi, and yelled: "black sheep, you should save some!"

The words didn't work. Anyway, Qi Dan had a pause in the air. Then the White Ape jumped out of it and stood among the apprentices. He didn't use any fancy means. He just slapped each corpse on the head and body, and made a sound like hitting rotten wood. All the people who were hit fell out and fell into the shrinkage area If they don't fall, they can't pose any threat.Qi Dan Di wandered around. After confirming that there was no threat, he slowly flew back to the head of Lu Zhengkang.

Lu Zhengkang sighed. Why didn't he kill those corpses? He's going to have to go deep into the core.

After some waste of hands and feet, Lu Zhengkang collected some things that the apprentices dropped: even if they fell into the black mirror, those who fell into the shrinkage area could still try to catch them with a big sword.

He got a higher authority access card, which could lead to the 13th floor of the tower. He also collected the ashes of some apprentices, some gold coins and some diluted potions.

Since he had Qi Dan, Lu Zhengkang didn't really need any accessories. His magic can meet all his needs. The most obvious performance is that he has not been hurt again.

The remaining area of Jinshi tower is full of a large number of time and space folds. The third, fifth and seventh layers can't go deep at all. But Lu Zhengkang also saw a huge transmission array, which should be the gateway to the next area as James Kendall said. However, Lu Zhengkang still needs to find some real regulators to get the key.

He couldn't get into the top of the tower because of the insufficient authority of the access card. After doing his best to search, he only got a considerable amount of salt and some sundries, such as silver salt rings and some simple magic books. He dressed himself in new equipment and then returned to the reception area on the first floor.

Lu Zhengkang's plan is to refine the flying sword first, then try to enter the dream to search for the truth, and then wake up to explore the other three towers.

That's it for the time being.

He sat cross legged in the blank shelter on the first floor, and his head turned into a small white stove, swallowing the huge Longhai sword. He was about to start training his flying sword.