"Not a quest nightmare?" Zhang Wen was surprised: "And it's still a serious injury, it is estimated that when his strength is fully recovered, he can compare to Sulus!" ”

But Zhang Wen is not afraid of the mummy who can't speak, can't see, and can't listen at this time.

Mummies need to suck flesh and reshape their bodies.

Taking a step back, even if Immorton regains his power in his heyday, as long as Zhang Wen protects Evelyn and allows Evelyn to recite scriptures, he can easily send Immorton's soul back to the underworld.

This group of foreign demons and monsters is like this, the power does not come from themselves, and their fate is also not under their control, even an ordinary person can easily affect them.

In contrast, domestic zombies, although they also have weaknesses, are afraid of black dog blood, glutinous rice, sun, etc. when they are weak, but when they are promoted to the level of flying zombies, they can ignore these and fade their weaknesses.

Cultivation can eliminate one's weaknesses and make oneself stronger and stronger.

The mummy couldn't make a sound, but there was no doubt that Zhang Wen had been found.

rushed towards Zhang Wen at high speed.

"If you're in the Void Stage, I'm still afraid of you, just a seriously injured Late Avatar?"

Zhang Wen pounced on the mummy.

A palm, causing a loud noise.

The whole monument trembled, and the sand and gravel shook to the ground.

The mummy was even slapped into pieces of dried corpses by Zhang Wen's palm, but after a burst of sand, the pieces of dried corpses were reassembled.

"So weak?"

Zhang Wen took out two palms in a row, but after two palms, the broken dried corpses were combined again, and there was no scar at all, which also showed that Zhang Wen's attack just now was completely useless to the mummy.

And the mummy in the late stage of the transformation god, which has been broken by Zhang Wen, can't even launch a counterattack.

Taking advantage of a certain opportunity, the mummy roared silently, but before it could finish roaring, it was smashed by Zhang Wen's palm.

At the beginning of Zhang Wenhuashen, he had 3,840 mana points, and if he needed 5 mana to use a low-grade magic weapon, he could use it 768 times, which did not include Zhang Wen's mana recovery power.

If Zhang Wen drank medicinal wine from time to time to recover his mana, it would not be difficult to recover thousands of times.

On the other hand, it is also the stage of transformation of the gods, whether it is Mao Xiaofang or Uncle Jiu, it is difficult for the inferior magic weapon to be used 100 times.

That's the difference in mana.

The bigger gap is still in the body, and Zhang Wen's body is also a genuine god transformation period!

The mummy is just an evil creature created by a curse, how can the body be as hard as Zhang Wen.

The "master" lamp god said: "In my opinion, this monster called a mummy, I am afraid that it is not so easy to destroy because it has another support. ”

"Reliance?" Zhang Wen nodded.

Just like the god of lights, with the magic lamp as a backing, no matter how many times he is killed, as long as the magic lamp is not broken, the god of lights will not die.

It's not easy to find a mummy.

"But I don't have to look for it!"

Zhang Wen pointed his sword finger in his right hand and smashed it on the palm of his left hand with the back of his right hand.

There was a "pop" sound.

"Slave God!"

The mummy in front of him shook, then turned into sand and collapsed.

Zhang Wen also trembled.

The enslaved mummy Immorton wants to rebel, his soul trapped for thousands of years wants to rebel!

At the beginning, a demon who returned to the void was no match for Zhang Wen, let alone an incarnate soul.

didn't have time to struggle at all, Immorton was suppressed by Zhang Wen, and only an unwilling roar resounded through Zhang Wenlingtai.

"No!"

And that unwilling roar was soon swallowed up.

"That's what mummies are capable of?"

He grabbed a handful of sand from the wall and blew it gently.

The sand and soil gathered together like a soul and turned into a small tornado.

The tornado dissipated, and a mummy warrior was summoned!

"Interesting!" Zhang Wen found it very interesting.

Mummified warriors have good strength, are not afraid of pain, will not die, and consume less mana.

A mummified warrior only needs 2 mana, Zhang Wen can summon tens of thousands of undead troops with a wave of his hand while drinking wine!

With a wave of his hand, the mummy warrior turned into quicksand.

Zhang Wen left the monument and returned to the tent, only to find that everyone had woken up, and O'Connor held a gun at Zhang Wen: "Who! ”

"It's me!"

Zhang Wen approached and said, "I went to the convenience just now, what's wrong?" ”

"Zhang, did you hear it just now! A jolt? The bearded man asked.

"Shock? I heard it" Zhang Wen nodded and said, "Maybe it was sent from the City of the Dead." ”

"City of the Dead?"

Everyone looked at the location of the City of the Dead, but they heard a violent sound of "boom", and the huge monument was swallowed up by quicksand.

"Looks like it's time for our treasure hunt to end." O'Connor put away his gun and said lightly.

But soon he was not easy, Zhang Wen walked up to Evelyn's side with a solemn expression.

"What's wrong?" Evelyn asked.

"I feel the smell of evil, maybe it's because of the scriptures you read." Zhang Wen said.

If it were someone else, Evelyn might not believe it, but she knew that Zhang Wen had some kind of strange ability, so she believed Zhang Wen's conjecture very much.

What's more, only the two of them know about reciting scriptures, and the huge subsidence that happened just now is probably inseparable from here.

Of course, it can't be separated from the relationship, because it is Zhang Wen who borrowed the power of Immorton and buried it here!

"What should I do?" Evelyn asked nervously.

"There must be a corresponding spell."

"Then I'll read it right away!" Evelyn said.

She was proficient in the ancient Egyptian language, so naturally she quickly found the spell, and with the jerky and strange pronunciation of the slow sound, Zhang Wen clearly felt that the Immorton in her body had disappeared!

Immorton, who had just been released, was inexplicably beaten and forcibly enslaved, and then sent back to the underworld.

"Smack!"

A glittering golden object fell and landed in front of Zhang Wen and Evelyn.

Kill the dungeon nightmare, and you will get some kind of "reward".

It was a gold bracelet inlaid with a scorpion's tail.

Evelyn exclaimed, "Bracelet of Death! ”

"Death bracelet?" O'Connor and the others trotted over, and just now they also noticed the golden light items falling from the sky.

"Gold!" Evelyn's brother picked up the bracelet with a quick hand.

"That's right."

Evelyn nodded: "Bracelet of Death, according to legend, in the third millennium BC, the Scorpion King attacked Egypt, but his army failed, one by one died on the road, and even the Scorpion King himself was about to run out of oil, and at the last moment, the Scorpion King sold his soul to Anubis, the god of death, and obtained an army from hell. ”

"The Scorpion King won that war, but while he was enjoying the fruits of victory, he himself was taken by death."

Zhang Wen also identified the bracelet in front of him.

"Death Bracelet (Inferior Magic Weapon), Evaluation: Summons the Scorpion King, accept the trial of the Grim Reaper, and the winner can have the Hell Army instead of the Scorpion King."

"It's magic again! So many magic weapons of Anubis of death? And a low-grade magic weapon turned out to be just a key, a qualification certificate to accept the trial of death! Moreover, why have I been in the country for so long, and I have not found a magic weapon except for ginseng beads? Zhang Wen pondered in his heart, no one could guess his thoughts.

"Antique!" Evelyn's brother's eyes lit up.

It's just that Zhang Wen bent down to pick up the bracelet, and Evelyn also said, "Brother, don't you already have a treasure that you can't pull out even a few horses?" ”

"Haha, that, of course." Evelyn's brother rubbed his hands together and retracted his gaze from the bracelet.

In the Sahara Desert, a place where people are rare, no one knows if he dies here, the yellow sand will bury all traces, and he doesn't dare to anger Zhang Wen, especially his sister to help him.