The whole world seemed to fall silent for a moment, and even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly except for the sound of the body falling heavily on the ground.

Ma Xianzhi finally let go of his heavy eyelids and passed out, Dian Wei limped to Zhao Yan's side, and Dian Wei, who was out of the form of a black warrior, could be said to have both advantages and disadvantages.

"My lord?" Dian Wei called Zhao Yan's name softly, and at this time, Zhao Yan had no magic fluctuations all over his body, no different from an ordinary person.

"It's okay, I can't die." A dry voice sounded, Zhao Yan raised his head and packed his eyes in a bag, "Wait for Youwei and them to come, you can go back and rest, I'm afraid I won't be able to release the undead repair technique now." ”

Zhao Yan's state can be said to be as bad as it is, with the third-order strength to cross more than a dozen levels to release legendary magic, even with the help of the all-powerful potion, this kind of thing almost caused Zhao Yan to die on the spot.

Fortunately, the soul of the zombie king has disappeared under the attack of soul withering, although the cost is a little bigger, but the goal has been achieved.

Although Zhao Yan had no external injuries at this time, the spiritual sea was already a mess, and the most important thing for magicians was their spiritual power.

In the current state, Zhao Yan estimated that it would take him at least seven days to recover some mental strength a little, and as for returning to the third order, it would be impossible without a month's water grinding kung fu.

But these are not the worst at all, what really makes Zhao Yan feel terrible is his spiritual power, and the spiritual backlash caused by forcibly overstepping the level of spellcasting has caused great damage to his spiritual power.

Because it was still a mess at the moment, Zhao Yan didn't know how much trauma he had suffered, but with his experience, this injury was likely to freeze his future as a mid-level mage.

Spiritual power is the second life of a mage, although Zhao Yan also knows that some heaven and earth artifacts can repair the permanent damage of spiritual power, but where to find this kind of unavoidable treasure?

Knowing that his career as a necromancer was likely to end here, Zhao Yan still didn't show a desperate look on his face, and only stupid and waste complained about it.

Although he may stop at the middle level or even the low level in the future, Zhao Yan is still a master of refining, potions, and inscriptions.

There was nothing else on the zombie king's corpse except for two rings, and when he opened the black skull and put the corpse into it, Zhao Yan began to look at the ring in his hand.

The first ring had a flat purple crystal on it, and there was a mark of a claw on it, Zhao Yan estimated that this should be a storage ring, but at the moment the spiritual power could not be used, and it was not certain.

The second one is a little smaller, with a pale blue diamond that reflects the sun's rays, which is exactly the type that girls like.

Zhao Yan estimated that this was the treasure that the zombie king could flash a few meters in, and the treasures of the space system were already known for their rarity, and when they came to their own hands, they should also make good use of them.

Throwing the two rings into the black skull, Zhao Yan was going to go to the two seriously injured numbers to see the injuries, the black skull was directly connected to Zhao Yan's soul, and it could be opened without mental power, which made Zhao Yan very pleased.

Cut off two thin pieces of jade qiongzhi with a knife and put them into the mouths of the two of them, the jade qiongzhi has a strong vitality, and this little bit is enough to hang the lives of the two.

After a few minutes, Yang Chengshu came belatedly with Tang Yue on his back, followed by Yang Zaixing, who was burning with a raging fire.

"General?" Yang Chengshu hurriedly jumped off the Nightmare Beast, and everyone could see that it was a bitter battle with blood and ravines all over the ground.

"I'm fine," Zhao Yan didn't reveal his situation, and there was still a formation that he hadn't reached, and he couldn't hit his morale no matter what, "What about you?" ”

Yang Chengshu carefully put Tang Yue down, "We were sneak attacked, Yang Zaixing helped me block it, Tang Yue was not so lucky, I'm afraid a few ribs will be broken." ”

Zhao Yan frowned, it seems that the situation is probably much more serious, if everyone encounters a sneak attack, the troops who have been reduced again will not be able to support the last formation of their attack.

After nearly half an hour, all the talents gathered in front of Zhao Yan, and without exception, all of them encountered sneak attacks of different scales.

The worst is Gan Youwei, who took Xiao Shuying forward, she could fight when she encountered a fifth-order zombie with the assistance of the fixed plate bead, and the zombie king directly gave her three fifth-order zombies, if it weren't for the death of the zombie king and the soul of all the zombies together, the two girls would probably die.

Looking at the team where everyone was injured, Zhao Yan sighed, except for Yang Chengshu who still has complete combat power, most of the others even came here as a test, let alone a battle.

"Chengshu, you go and drive the armored car over, the alien races outside are estimated to be scattered, let's go and meet with Platoon Commander Jia first, and I want to plan the last formation."

Zhao Yan looked up at the sky, and it seemed that nothing was smooth sailing when he was reborn, there was no golden finger and no fairy uncle, and he would be trapped and killed in H City.

"Darling," Gan Youwei sat down, because the conditions were poor, her broken arm could only be simply bandaged with clothes, "I'm sorry to disappoint you." ”

"Silly girl, it's okay, the living won't let the urine suffocate to death." Zhao Yan patted her on the head, but he also knew that this was just a comfort, if there was no way, he could only go back to the military region to move the rescuers.

When he returned to the camp, it was already dark, and Platoon Commander Jia was anxiously waiting for the return of Zhao Yan and others.

"Platoon Commander Jia," Zhao Yan finally walked out, "I'm afraid I'm going to trouble your people to keep a vigil tonight." ”

Platoon Leader Jia rolled his throat twice, but did not speak. When Zhao Yan saw it, he didn't mean to comfort him, and if he said too much, he was afraid that he would be weak-hearted.

Moved all the seriously injured into the tent, Zhao Yan sat by the fire and watched the flames in a daze, Gan Youwei and Yang Chengshu stayed by the side inch by inch, and Platoon Leader Jia took out some cured meat and roasted it and put it next to him.

Zhao Yan didn't go to eat barbecue, and the fourth array may become more terrifying with the passage of time, if there is another Dajun clone, even if he has the means to reach the sky, he will not be able to return to the sky.

"It tastes so good, can you give me some of it?" The sudden voice interrupted Zhao Yan's train of thought, and the second daughter of Gan Yang instantly pulled out her weapon and stabbed her back.

"Don't be so rude." Zhao Yan turned around, a short figure was tightly wrapped in a black robe, revealing only a pair of cunning eyes, and a knife and a shot stopped in front of it as if it was stuck in a quagmire, and it was difficult to enter.

"Youwei Chengshu, stop, if people had ideas about us, they would have done it a long time ago." Zhao Yan was not in a hurry, but he didn't expect to meet an acquaintance.

The two obediently withdrew their weapons, but their hands were still tightly gripped, guarding against the stranger in front of them.

"Wise Human, allow me to introduce myself, I am the greatest plane merchant of Hell, Barbaro."

Barbaro's Chinese pronunciation is very standard, and if you only use your ears, no one can imagine that this is a creature from another plane.

"Okay, honorable Lord Barbaro, my name is Zhao Yan." Zhao Yan pushed the barbecue over, and Barbaro also chewed unceremoniously.

"It's delicious." The plane merchant swept away a plate of barbecue, "It's better than hell anywhere, if only you could eat something delicious every day." ”

"Your Excellency Barbaro is overrated, but some gadgets are not delicious."

"Mr. Zhao Yan, it seems that this is the honorific title of this plane, thank you very much for the barbecue, but this does not affect the business between us, I came here to talk about something."

"Please." Zhao Yan thought about Barbaro's purpose, and there seemed to be nothing on his body that was worth the big businessman's initiative to trade.

Barbaro is the most mysterious plane merchant, and his strength is unfathomable, but he always follows the principles of a merchant, he will never buy or sell, and will bargain with you like a street vendor.

Zhao Yan once heard that a legendary powerhouse tried to rob Barbaro, but he was beaten into ashes by a blow in front of countless people, and even his soul disappeared, and no one dared to rob this big businessman who was even more terrifying than the master.

Zhao Yan also had a deal with him, bartering, and exchanging for equal value.