Chapter: 1209
The fire support from Guan Ya in the distance, the slender warhead accurately hit the stiff mummy, right on the forehead.

The head of the mummy was slightly tilted back, and white marks appeared on the forehead.

In the Transcendent Realm, the god-killing rifle failed to cause damage to it, but interrupted the opponent's spellcasting.

The ghost bride took advantage of the situation to manipulate the mummy, picked up the "Silent Man" mask with her withered hands, and put it on her face.

The tall body of the mummy froze suddenly.

On the other side, people from the two camps who had been instructed by Yuanshi Tianzun took action one after another.

"Boom!"

The sorcerer smashed Ling Xiao to his knees and kowtowed to the mummy, his dirty and smelly robe flashed black.

He weakened the mummy's "blessing" to ensure that subsequent attacks by allies would succeed.

Peony Fairy and Long Live the White Tiger each threw out rattan whips and chains to wrap around the body of the mummy, both of which had the function of restricting movement.

The little fairy from Niulan Mountain was carrying a heavy wooden shackle, and ran quickly behind the mummy, snap! The two pieces of wooden yoke are closed and worn around the neck.

The wooden flail has no sealing ability, but it can weaken the target and make it weak.

Guan Zhongpei Bao squatted halfway, and pressed his palms to the ground, the ground under the mummy's feet split open and swallowed it, leaving only a head exposed on the ground.

Seizing the opportunity, Zhang Yuanqing performed night travel, lurking behind the mummy, holding the crouching pestle in both hands, and struggling to chisel the mist master's heavenly inspiration.

Ding!

It was like chiseling on an iron plate, splashing sparks, and the force of the shock almost caused the crouching rod to drop.

It's embarrassing, the crouching pestle doesn't have armor-piercing effect.

The magic-breaking function cannot be used.

What's worse, this attack "awakened" the mummy instead, and the bewitching spell appeared in its eyes again, causing the ghost bride possessed in it to fall into chaos. splash.

Iron chains and canes snapped one after another.

Finally, it took off the mask and tore it to pieces as if venting its anger.

After all, the level difference is too big, and props of extraordinary quality can only trap it for a while.

At that time, Maoshan Warlock, who had been watching the battle for a long time, finally seized the opportunity to perform night travel and lurk behind the mummy. When it rushed out of the ground, broke free from the chains and vines, and tore the mask, he pulled out a tangled rag. A sullen mourning stick.

At this time, the effect of cutting blessings has not yet passed, and the mummy did not find the Ye Youshen who was sneaking behind him.

Snapped!

During a whimper of ghostly cries, the mourning stick was whipped on the back of the mummy, making its body stiff, and the aura in its protruding eyeballs was slackened.

The mourning stick does not draw the body, but the soul.

At the same time, Sun Miaomiao spit out one after another of resentful spirits, and these resentful spirits were entangled with each other, forming an illusory long whip.

Snapped!

Immediately, the long whip lashed at the stiff corpse, beating the soul and intensifying the damage. JrNovels.com

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