"Master Zu, as long as I learn the above things, will I be able to control the corpses after all kinds of corpse transformations?" Wu Feng asked curiously.

"Well, most of the corpse changes can be controlled, but the corpse mutant class with extremely high Taoism, you still can't control it, such as the old man, it's better for you kid to hide when you see it." The white-haired old man said meaningfully.

Wu Feng smiled, "This world can be like the ancestor and grandfather, it is estimated that there is only one old man, how can the apprentice grandson have such good luck to meet another one?" This thing is a treasure, I'm going to put it away, and if I lose it, I'll be in trouble. As he spoke, Wu Feng put the rag roll into his arms, as if he remembered something again, and said, "Grandpa Zu...... When will I be able to break through the three levels? ”

"You kid is in such a hurry to find death?" The white-haired old man raised his eyebrows, the expression on his face made people a little uncertain, and after a while, he said: "The old man told you the truth, there is no three levels at all, the reason why the old man told you those words is to make your kid have some fear, and I want your kid to save a life, you can't die so lightly in the hands of these ten zombies." ”

"What?" Wu Feng's eyes widened again, and he looked at the white-haired old man in disbelief, thinking that this patriarch's words were too inaccurate, he said yes for a while, and then he didn't, I really didn't know which of his words to believe was true, and besides, this reason of the patriarch was too far-fetched, and I still didn't believe it.

The two were talking, and suddenly there was a "squeak" cry, the voice was quite proud, Wu Feng and the white-haired old man turned their heads at the same time to look at the place where the sound came from, but saw that the yellow-haired monkey was holding the rope used to bind the zombies in his paws, and kept throwing them around, and behind the yellow-haired monkey, the zombies who were lying on the ground suddenly ejected, opened their mouths, and spit out a cold air.

Seeing this, Wu Feng immediately gasped, and had already scolded the damn yellow-haired monkey thousands of times in his heart; This dead monkey, what's not good to play, just go to play with that rope, that rope is tied to the necks of those zombies with a little life, this is good, let this little thing untie it, this dead monkey, if you don't make some trouble for yourself for a while, you will feel uncomfortable, I Wu Feng must have owed it in my last life.

Seeing those zombies ejecting from the ground one by one, but the yellow-haired monkey was still unaware, playing the rope flying all over the sky, Wu Feng didn't have time to think about it, as soon as his legs were forced, he was about to rush towards the zombies behind the yellow-haired monkey, if he didn't save it at this time, wait a while, this little thing would definitely die in the hands of this group of zombies.

Just about to rise from the ground, but a hand was on his shoulder, Wu Feng turned his head and saw that it was Master Zu, and said hurriedly: "Master Zu, those zombies have woken up again, I must save it, otherwise the little yellow iron nail will die." ”

"Don't worry, just let you see the old man's corpse control technique, and these zombies will be handed over to the old man." The white-haired old man smiled and blocked in front of Wu Feng, but when he saw him stretch out his hands, he pinched a few fingers again and again, and his mouth also followed the chanting......