After successive attrition, the vampire's expression finally could no longer continue to maintain the initial coldness.

Although his intelligence is equivalent to that of a normal adult, the vampire world will not have so many opportunities to increase his intelligence after all, so he begins to feel confused and puzzled about the direction of the battle.

Gan Ning's blade paused, and he finally waited for the opportunity he wanted.

"Shadow Slash!" Gan Ning was like a ghost, rushing to the back of the fire-eating salamander that was fighting against the white dragon armor, and slashed the fire-eating salamander into two pieces with a single sword.

"Collapse Water Slash!" Gan Youwei's speed is slower, Gan Ning's martial arts are richer than Gan Youwei's, and there are more choices, so the Shadow Slash, which is already comparable to a mid-level martial art, is one step faster than Gan Youwei.

The second fire-eating salamander already had time to react, and in the face of the menacing broadsword, it only sacrificed half of its tail to block Gan Youwei's attack, but unfortunately, Qu Ping's tail had already tied it.

The cursed chain "Krepnir" is a fetish used to lock Fenrir, and even if the power it shows is insignificant, it is not something that a fire-eating salamander can break free.

Gan Youwei cut off the head of the fire-eating salamander with another knife, and the two ghouls were also beheaded by the attack of the two fifth-order undead.

The other scattered alien races are no longer a cause for concern, and the vampires who have just been in a good situation are suddenly reduced to a lonely family.

There was an infinite blankness in the vampire's eyes, and it would probably take some time for the minds of low-level vampires to figure out these things.

"Brother Yan, is this the eye of the formation?" Tang Yue hid behind Gan Youwei with a curious expression, looking at the black ball of light the size of a human head floating in the air, trying to reach out and touch it.

"If you don't want to turn into a corpse witch, you'd better get your hands back quickly." Zhao Yan's voice sounded, Tang Yue's hand twitched twice, and finally he didn't dare to really touch it.

The fifth-order vampire was killed by Zhao Yan's wolf pack tactics after all his teammates were killed, and this victory also brought Zhao Yan a handful reward.

Two Fire-Eating Salamander Crystal Nuclei and two fur materials, a Black Samurai Sword, a vampire blood element, two vampire fangs, and a vampire's green low-tier clothes can increase a little mana recovery speed and decent defense. In Zhao Yan's eyes, this is a garbage green that has no merit except for good workmanship, and he directly threw it to Cen Sui and asked him to wear it and play for two days.

The vampire fangs can give Wu Li a pair of daggers when he goes back, this killer Zhao Yan will be of great use in the future, and the other things have not been thought of how to deal with for the time being, so they will simply throw them into the black skull and talk about it later.

Zhao Yan's most regrettable thing is the disappearance of the Nightmare Beast, which is a good thing that even legendary powerhouses are blushing into, so it was eaten by Yang Chengshu inexplicably.

Counting the remaining one Cerberus crystal nucleus, two charged ladybug crystal nuclei, and fourteen red beetle crystal nuclei from before, Zhao Yan felt how poor he was so poor for the first time after he was reborn.

The Clear Elixir drank three bottles in one go, and one bottle was given to Qin Zihang, and Yang Chengshu drank one bottle of the Qi and Blood Elixir, and the other elixirs did not move, and finally twenty frost bombs and fifteen charged bombs.

Back to the present, Zhao Yan carefully took out a black bag, the bag made of ghouls' stomach spliced together emitted a disgusting smell, Zhao Yan held his breath, put the array eye into the bag and put it into the black skull.

The ghoul's stomach is equipped with more than a dozen inscriptions inside and out, this is the most rudimentary way to deal with the dark canopy array at present, and Zhao Yan has a better way, but the conditions are more difficult, so he can only come.

It took a few minutes for the smell to dissipate slightly, and the people who had been hiding far away dared to take a big breath.

"It's hard to compliment you to make four bags out of something so disgusting." Gan Youwei complained weakly, she was next to Zhao Yan when she made the bag, and the magical smell made her almost vomit out the overnight meal.

Zhao Yan touched his nose, he couldn't tell Gan Youwei that he forgot to give her a sip of the olfactory covering potion...

"The taste doesn't matter, it's easy to use, let's rest for a while, and I'll have to kill it later." Zhao Yan diverted the topic, but he didn't rest, there were such a large number of alien races gathered around the dark canopy, coupled with abundant energy, there was a high chance that there would be good things.

In fact, there are magical items on the earth, Zhao Yan is very sure of this, but thousands of years of magic have led to the extinction or hiding of many species.

After the apocalypse, the magic returned to the earth, and many mineral deposits returned to their former magic power, turning them into minerals for crafting magic weapons, and some trees and flowers also mutated into magic materials.

However, the number of mutant herbs in the future is pitiful, and the herbal potions obtained by humans still rely more on the exchange of seeds brought by hellish creatures and plane merchants, and the so-called "anti-hell alliance" formed with humans from other planes in the future, but that's all for later.

It was only when the fog in the eyes of the array cleared that Zhao Yan could see the situation behind him clearly.

This area on the fourth floor seems to be a small open-air grass factory, and Zhao Yanzui, who looks at the flowers and plants, almost didn't grin to his ears.

Nether Flower, a magic medicine used to refine dark potions, although there is only one, it is enough to configure six or seven bottles of master potions. Demon Spirit Flower, as the main material of the enhanced version of the Clear Elixir's Magic Boiling Elixir, actually appeared seven at a time, such a number of Demon Spirit Flowers Zhao Yan had never heard of in his previous life.

Ningshen Flower, Ground Whisker Root, and Seven-Leaf Lotus, all of them are excellent medicinal materials, and after the fifth level, with two bottles of potions, Zhao Yan is sure to reach the intermediate level as quickly as possible.

The last ten-centimeter-long jade qiong branch, the football-sized ambergris lingzhi, and some precious herbs that were completely dim in comparison, just grew in the grass like Chinese cabbage, and in the future, a treasure that could set off a bloody storm was just left for Zhao Yan to pick.

"Sister Wei, is Brother Yan crazy?" Bai Longjia looked at Zhao Yan who was holding the ambergris lingzhi with a ghostly expression, and the saliva in his mouth was about to flow to the ground.

"This," Gan Youwei couldn't understand the situation, "Maybe I was tired and stupid just now, just let him be stupid for a while." ”

Zhao Yan naturally heard the words of other people clearly, but Zhao Yan, who was in a good mood, was too lazy to bother with them, not to mention anything else, just put the football-sized ambergris lingzhi in his previous life, and he didn't know how many potions masters would scare out heart disease.

After kissing the Ganoderma lucidum fiercely, Zhao Yan reluctantly put it into the black skull to sweep other herbs, and the black skull became higher because of Zhao Yan's powerful height, and the storage space was also larger, enough to put a lot of things.

Almost lifted the turf and looked at it, Zhao Yan ended the sweeping work unsatisfied, the resources at the beginning of the end of the world were much richer than later, Zhao Yan wanted to take the opportunity to fill the black skeleton with rare medicinal materials...

Looking at the meadow where there was nothing but three withered saplings, Zhao Yan stretched his waist and turned around and shouted: "Prepare to withdraw, the alien race outside probably feels that the array is gone, and there will be no more trouble." ”

To put it bluntly, the array is also a kind of magic power aggregate, otherwise how could it attract many alien races to spontaneously guard, and aliens are not stupid, why should they fight with Zhao Yan and others if the benefits are gone.

Wait, magic. Zhao Yan's movements stopped as if he was stuck, the radiation emitted by the array eye was quite terrifying, if it weren't for the Lich King's bones, Zhao Yan might have to sit still and wait to die, how could there be three dead trees so close to the eye of the array?

Zhao Yan swallowed his saliva, his eyes released two fine lights, and his eyes were as excited as an old bachelor who had been single for decades when he saw a naked woman.

Taking out a shovel, Zhao Yan dug down the smallest dead tree, and in just a few minutes, the entire dead tree was uprooted by Zhao Yan, and he carefully cut off the side branches with a silver knife and removed the bark, Zhao Yan felt that his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't stop it.

Black fir wood, Zhao Yan was extremely sure at this time that this was a sacred tree alongside yew wood.

Yew wood, also known as staff wood, is the best material for mages to make staffs, unless the legendary World Branch, the Eternal Branch, or the Phoenix Blood Sycamore and Dragon Soul Wood have almost zero chance of obtaining, there are few staff materials that can be better than Yew wood.

And the black fir is called the yew wood of the necromancer, because the magic of the necromancer is full of death, so the yew wood that is friendly to the magic of nature is naturally not a good choice.

The black cedar wood is different, the black cedar wood, which is naturally affinity with the power of death, is definitely a treasure that cannot be exchanged for gold and silver for necromancers.