Between the fifth and sixth orders, it seems that there is only a gap between the first order, but Zhao Yan knows that the gap between the middle and low orders is by no means a little bit.

Although the gap between the middle and low levels is far less than the gap between the high and middle levels, Zhao Yan has not forgotten that he is a third-order scum...

It can be said that the magic power of a magician who reaches the sixth order is about ten times that of the fifth order, so the arrival of the middle-level alien race is half a year after the end of the world.

There is only one explanation for the sixth-order zombie king that appears now, and that is that the plane corrosion under the dark canopy is much more serious than he calculated.

After releasing all the undead, Zhao Yan didn't care about Qu Ping's injuries, raised his gun to shoot a signal flare, and then directly opened a bottle of blue medicine and drank it.

"The Azure Elixir can allow low-level mages to gain low-level peak strength for ten minutes. High-tier Elixirs. ”

The blue elixir was a potion that Zhao Yan refined just in case, because of the material limitations, he only had one bottle in his hand, but he didn't expect it to become a lifesaver as soon as he prepared it.

But even if the blue elixir could make him reach the peak of the fifth order, Zhao Yan was not sure of victory, this was not an ordinary middle-level zombie, the trumpet opened by the Great Monarch was something that crushed him in all aspects.

On the other side, Ma Xianzhi finally had time to pour a bottle of qi and blood medicine into Qu Ping, the vitality of the werewolf ability was extremely strong, as long as he was not hit by the vital point, he could not die from this level of injury.

"Black Flame Blade!" Zhao Yan began to try to fight back, it was never his character to sit back and wait, even if there was no chance, he had to create a chance to come out.

"Weak and powerless." "Delirious." "Strengthens bone spurs." "Soul Shock." "The blade is poisonous." "Curse deepens".

After using several magic spells in a row, Zhao Yan's spiritual power kept churning like oil in a pot, but he didn't dare to relax at all, at this time, it would be a fatal thing to relax.

The zombie king faced the overwhelming magic and the siege of many undead, but he was not chaotic at all, Zhao Yan's effective damage to him after a set of combos was only soul impact, and the undead's quenched blades could not break the zombie king's defense at all, only a loud sound of iron colliding.

Zombies, made by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, they do not have a strong spell-casting ability, but they have a strong body strength, great strength, strong defense, do not know pain, are not afraid of injury, and their souls are immortal, and they can always absorb the essence of heaven and earth to evolve and grow.

If it weren't for the slow evolution of zombies, this race would have become one of the best hellish races.

But these have nothing to do with Zhao Yan, now a sixth-order zombie, and it is also a strengthened Dajun Trumpet, is enough to send him back to the West.

Ma Xianzhi has also entered the battle state, but this guy is really useless at the moment, and the gap between the four ranks and the middle and low two orders makes his attack as weak as a mosquito.

Zhao Yan is not much stronger, the body of the zombie king has been processed without knowing what has been done, and his immunity to magic is extremely strong, Zhao Yan has given up spell attacks, and continues to use curses or auxiliary dark spells to help the undead fight.

"Bone Bondage." "Melody of the Dead." The enhanced version of the Quagmire Touch is released along with the Undead Amplification skill, and the Melody of the Dead is a special support skill, but it requires a minimum of five levels to be released.

Call of the Dead: Black Knight. Three black warriors appeared in front of Zhao Yan in turn, "The sacrifice of the black warrior!" The originally calm soul fire of the three black warriors boiled instantly, and they rushed towards the powerful zombie king like an aphrodisiac.

The Sacrifice of the Black Warrior is an exclusive skill of the Black Warrior lineage of the undead, and the Black Warrior is transformed from the dead warrior to increase their power by igniting the warrior's heart.

But sacrifice also means that the soul of the Black Samurai will be burned after the skill is used, and the soul will be exchanged for power, and after about five minutes, the three Black Samurai will die because of the extinguishment of the soul.

Powerful skills also mean more restrictions, this skill is fine once or twice occasionally, if used too much, then this necromancer will be put on the "blacklist" by the will of the undead plane, and will forever lose the qualification to summon the black knight.

Call of the Dead: Skeleton Cavalry. A fifth-order skeleton cavalry appeared, Zhao Yan was already a little dizzy at this time, even with the assistance of the black spirit staff, he couldn't stand such a huge consumption of mana.

But the battle did not turn the situation around because of Zhao Yan's huge consumption, and the physical abomination had already broken his legs by the zombie king because of the inconvenience of dodging, and kicked out dozens of meters away like a garbage.

Because there was no corpse to replenish, the body of the abomination was half broken by the zombie Wang Shengsheng and could not be recovered, Zhao Yan could only take it back to the undead space, and then the Yaksha was punched away again, almost implicating the fat man.

"Brother Yan, this girl is too fierce, why don't you withdraw." Ma Xianzhi was so frightened that he couldn't possess his body, the zombie king didn't have the stiffness and slowness of zombies at all, even if he said that he was Sanda champion Zhao Yan, he believed it.

"Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw, withdraw, Nima, a big watermelon, the array is in his stomach, where are you going?" Zhao Yan is also on fire, and he can see it until now, the zombie lord relied on his trumpet to directly turn the trumpet into the eye of the dark sky, and it is no wonder that the magic fluctuations have been looming.

The fifth-order undead who had always been invincible were suppressed by the zombie king, the zombie king's powerful defense ability could almost ignore the attacks of a group of undead, and he only needed a dozen attacks to make a fifth-order undead ineffective.

Zhao Yan shook his staff, and the fifth-order spell bone dungeon temporarily trapped the zombie king, and then slashed his finger, and the summoning circle of the fighting god and demon appeared, and now he could only use up the treasured mixed soul beads.

For the zombie king, a freak whose immune magic can only be overwhelmed by force, it is better to hand it over to someone who also opens a trumpet.

But there is a good saying, if you are unlucky, you will stuff your teeth when you drink cold water, and Zhao Yan feels that her luck today is too bad.

First it was the grand welcome of the vampires, and then it was the opening of the trumpet, and now the magic circle of the fighting gods and demons has actually failed.

That's right, it didn't work.

Zhao Yan held the soul bead in his hand, and looked dumbfounded as the magic circle that had just appeared actually dissipated by itself.

There are only two situations when the sacrificial circle fails, one is that the person receiving the sacrifice refuses to offer the sacrifice, and the other is that there is something abnormal inside that makes the sacrificial circle unable to communicate.

It is absolutely impossible to refuse to sacrifice, this uncle is now pointing at Zhao Yan, a "believer", and he can't hope for how he can refuse to accept it.

Therefore, it is only possible that there is an intractable problem on the side of the fighting god and war demon, so that he is too busy to take care of himself.

Zhao Yan had never been in contact with this master in his previous life, and he didn't know what was going on, but it was absolutely rare for the sacrificial circle to be abnormal and unable to communicate, and the chances of ants elephants to get pregnant were actually caught up by him...

Zhao Yan is almost crazy at this time, when is your old man in arrears and downtime, you have to lose contact at this time, it will kill you if you play like this.

But Zhao Yan is Zhao Yan after all, after a few seconds of confusion, he began to stop the spell and think about the way to win, now he is not a poor beggar, the treasures in the black skull can completely create miracles in the hands of the Potions master.

"Ma Fatty, listen up, there is only one chance to win, at all costs, drag him for three minutes, either live together or die together, if you want to live, you will take out the strength to eat milk and resist it!"

After Zhao Yan finished speaking, he didn't care whether he agreed or not, he threw the frost bomb and the charged bomb in his hand to Ma Xianzhi, released the clay stone demon with a short lifespan, and turned around and took out a bunch of bottles and cans and began to make a magic weapon for victory.

Although Ma Xianzhi usually looks flattering, he is definitely a reliable master when it comes to big scenes, Zhao Yan said it so ruthlessly, he knew it in his heart.

"Dog's day," Ma Xianzhi scolded, "Today, Dao Ye will accept you as an evil animal, so that you can see the power of Dao Law!" ”

Lifting the peachwood sword on the right and holding the nameless seal on the left, Ma Xianzhi instantly hit the zombie king with a few spells. The first defeat of zombies, the second defeat of murderous spirits, and supplemented by Zhao Yan's undead warriors, the zombie king, who has always been invincible, has also slowed down.

Throw all the frost bombs, and the zombie king instantly turns into an ice sculpture, but it's just a matter of watching, and the zombie king can get out of trouble in a few seconds at most.

Temporarily controlling the zombie king, Ma Xianzhi bit the tip of his tongue, cut his wrist, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the peachwood sword, and then strode forward, taking five steps around the zombie king.