Hodines smiled bitterly: "These two gems are family treasures, even a white quality equipment can be instantly turned into silver equipment, someone once exchanged a secret skill, I didn't change it." ”

Zhang Yan sneered: "You are still smart, Zhilu Dao used this to buy his life, you can take this sword." ”

Hottings handed over the space ring full of materials to Zhang Yan with a painful face, but he was also relieved in his heart, if Zhang Yan did not agree to dissolve the duel, then he had only one way to go, although he also had hole cards that he did not use, but seeing the fate of the Windtalker's Gang Yu, he would rather give all his belongings to Zhang Yan.

Countless powerful people appear in the Dark Lands every year, but only the last ones who survive will be remembered.

Han Bingwu walked to Zhang Yan's side and exclaimed: "Your income this time is more than the income of the Shattered Ice Mansion in a year, no wonder the people in the family are so jealous of you." ”

Zhang Yan immediately shook his head and said, "I'm still timid. A trace of regret flashed in his eyes and said: "My heart is not firm yet, otherwise I wouldn't be fascinated by the two gems, and that long sword may be able to involve a mainline-level task." ”

"You're saying that the person from the Silver Moon Clan deliberately showed weakness to get the long sword?" Cold Ice Dance is not stupid, the three of them came together to challenge Zhang Yan, how could they not have strength.

Zhang Yan nodded, "I didn't understand until he left, I said that the three hundred and seventy materials that were missing, each of them was of astonishing value, how could someone who could take it out at will be timid and afraid to make a move." ”

Then he shook his head and said, "It's not right, he doesn't want to run into me now, and there are other things hidden in his heart." ”

"Forget it, I don't want to."

Zhang Yan casually put the items he had obtained into the ring, including the incomparably precious branch of the Tree of Life.

Cold Ice Dance actually wanted to buy the staff that the Wind Whisperer had just burst out, and it could be seen that Zhang Yan put it away, and this thought faded......

The most prosperous place in Hope City is the square, which is vast, patrolled and guarded, and spontaneously forms a trading market.

It was here that Zhang Yan rescued the hundred human races.

There are still a few dark demons in the market, and when they saw Zhang Yan, they all lowered their heads immediately, and in just a few days, Zhang Yan had already killed two dark demons with outstanding strength.

"Everything here has to be traded with soul crystals, it's a bit expensive." Ice Dance walked past a few stalls, which looked very simple, even shabby, but the things for sale were rare treasures, and there was even a stall selling an orange cape.

Even if these people sell items, most of them sit in place and cultivate, and they will only open their eyes when someone asks.

Suddenly, Zhang Yan stopped, there was a skill book "Death Wish" on the stall, this skill is Zhang Yan's favorite skill, after the health is reduced to a certain level, the attack power and defense power will explode at the same time, reversing the situation.

And this skill still blocked Zhang Yan when he was in the Red Clay Heights from Pegra the Fallen.

As far as Zhang Yanzhi Dao is concerned, even if the Blood Lake Fort has not been breached by Imoda now, the Fallen Pegra has advanced to become a Fallen Lord, and the level is also around level 200.

Zhang Yan hesitated, not knowing if the skill book of Lu Dao was the same as the skill obtained from Pegra.

The stall was set up by a lich, his face was covered in a white cloak, and when he saw Zhang Yan holding the book of the wish of death, he didn't put it down for a long time, and said hoarsely: "Is my friend going to buy this war skill?" ”

Zhang Yan asked: "As far as I know, the Death Wish is not a high-level skill, it is very similar to the roar of the orc clan and the madness of the barbarians, and I have also learned two such combat skills, and the book you sell here is more expensive, so I have some doubts." ”

Two blue soul fires flashed from the cloak, and he said hoarsely: "The original creator of the Death Wish was an outcast, and the most widely used is the Forsaken, and my Death Wish was left behind after the death of an Saint Order Forsaken. ”

The outcasts are a group of people who want to get away from the living, and everyone has their own obsessions.

Pegra's experience is a bit more obvious to Zhang Yan, similar to those who have been abandoned, but the last choice is to degenerate, and fully explode his negative power to improve his strength.

Zhang Yan put it down with some regret.

Seeing Zhang Yan put down this skill book, the lich said lightly: "Only the real undead clan understands what is the wish of death, as far as I know, in the past two hundred years, no one in your human race has cultivated. ”

Frowning slightly, Zhang Yan's hand picked up the Death Wish again.

"I don't lack soul crystals, I need a lot of items that can improve my mental power."

Zhang Yan secretly cursed in his heart, no one is short of items to improve spiritual power, and the price is definitely the most expensive one.

"Is this okay?" Zhang Yan took out a fist-sized Divine Mind Stone.

The lich shook his head and said, "The rank is too low, and it won't be of much use to me. ”

Although Zhang Yan once exploded Skeletron's Divine Thoughtstone, Skeletron's level was not as high as that of the lich in front of him.

"Do you have the ** to cultivate divine thoughts?" Zhang Yan suddenly asked.

"Yes, and a lot."

The Lich Clan is an ancestor who plays with souls, and has been dealing with souls since they evolved into lichs, and of course, not every lich can cultivate to a high-level divine thought**.

"The highest level of secret magic I need." Zhang Yan accentuated his tone.

This time the lich was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Can you let me see the items that are ready to be exchanged?" ”

Zhang Yan nodded, and took out a thick "Book of Death" from his hand, this scripture is now only three pages away and is completely completed, and its value is immeasurable.

The level of the "Sutra of Death" is definitely higher than that of the Blood Secret, maybe it is higher than his own Hellfire Cangyan Technique, and it is a scripture that can really be cultivated to the gods, but unfortunately Zhang Yan does not have any understanding and interest in the way of death.

Three pages later, the lich's voice was calm, but the slow voice betrayed the solemnity and tension in his heart.

"I'll only exchange the ** of equal value." Zhang Yan slowly put back the Death Sutra and patted his palm lightly on the book.

The lich said hoarsely: "My ** is not suitable for you, and the level of the Death Sutra is too high, even if I give you the method of divine thought that I cultivated, I can't resist it." ”

"Friend, if you are brave, I can take you to a place, whether you can learn what you want**, it depends on your chance, I can guarantee that there is definitely the top level of divine thought cultivation in it."

2121212 Hanbing Wu frowned slightly, looked at Zhang Yan and shook his head slightly, the lich's proposal was obviously a trap, and the result was probably to send out the Death Sutra, but he hadn't gotten what he wanted.

"Okay, I promise you, but I can only trade with you until I get to the place." Zhang Yan actually agreed.

The lich didn't expect Zhang Yan to agree so happily, and said with a few laughs: "Since my friend agrees, I will go back and prepare now, and the time will be set in three days." ”

Zhang Yan and the lich discussed some detailed distribution ratios, and the lich couldn't wait to pack up the stall and leave.

"Do you want to ask me why I promised him?" Zhang Yan was a little puzzled when he saw Han Bingwu, and explained: "This lich is not simple, the two stall owners around him are very afraid of him, and the most important thing is that this lich is the most powerful of the lich I have ever seen. ”

Cold Ice Dance didn't know how many lichs Zhang Yan had seen, let alone how amazing the lich's divine thoughts were just now, otherwise Zhang Yan wouldn't want to exchange it with the Death Sutra.

Self-cultivation Zhang Yan has a blood secret, and Zhang Yan has a Hell Fire Cangyan Recipe for cultivating the law, but Zhang Yan has only one of the most basic **.

In the past, Zhang Yan was only facing opponents below the Holy Rank, and the effect of divine consciousness was not great, but now he was facing all the strong people above the Holy Rank, and every time he fought, Zhang Yan had a feeling of exhaustion, as if he was overdrawing his own life, if he continued like this for a long time, he would definitely be destroyed.

"What is this?" Zhang Yan stopped in front of a stall again, and there were already five or six people around this stall, including another Great Saint.

There were many miscellaneous items on the stall, most of which were broken, and some were even fragments at all, including skill books that were single pages and half a book.

Could this guy be a grave robber? However, he quickly suppressed this thought, and the strong people above the holy level will be buried in the small world world they have opened up after they die, and if they have no strength, even if they find it, it will be difficult to break it, and the small world world of these strong people is full of crises, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will die.

"I want this half of the shield." It was a barbarian who spoke, his muscles bulging high, and the half of his shield was the size of a palm, not even as big as a broadsword, but there was a dark light on it, and it looked extremely heavy.

The stall owner is a goblin, he can't tell his age, his eyes are spinning, very slippery, and every picker hates this stall owner so much, but there is no way.

Zhang Yan also saw such a shield, but it was rare to see it, even if it was damaged, the quality of the shield was still there, and there was even hope that it would be decomposed into high-grade materials.

What Ice Dance saw was an ice crystal, not a spare, but an ice block formed by extreme cold, which would not melt even if it was brought to the volcano, and it was even possible that the volcano would be suppressed and extinguished.

The ice system majoring in Cold Ice Dance is naturally sensitive to ice, and when he holds it in his hand, he almost faints with chills all over his body.

"Excuse me, how many crystals are this ice crystal?" Han Bingwu held the ice crystal, felt the mana in his whole body be active, and immediately squatted down and asked.

The goblin said casually: "This is what I removed from a magic staff, it doesn't have any effect, you just give me 50,000 Nian Crystals." ”

50,000 soul stones? Cold Ice Dance was a little angry in his heart, and the entire Ice Shattering Mansion probably wouldn't be able to take out so many soul crystals.