Chapter 2162 The Sixth Floor of the Temple: The Sunken King
At the same time as Alice encountered the King of Desire, there was another temple dedicated to Venedin, Pan, Shakhan, Zach, and Stu. The six of you and Irene encountered another king's mask.
This is a gold mask. It can be seen from the mask that this is a curly-haired man between 55 and 65 years old. There are twenty-four golden rays on the crown, just like the 24 rays of light 24 hours a day. If there is no introduction, people who don't know that period of history will definitely think that he is a kind and honest elder when they see a mask with such a face. In fact, before King Sunken became king and in his early days as king, he could indeed be called enlightened and a benevolent king. But in his fifteenth year as king, things changed. He began to indulge in wine and sex, and enjoyed the happiness brought by lust for power. Gradually, he began to sink and degenerate until he became cruel and cruel, so the world called him - -The King of Perdition, a man who fell from an angel into a devil.
The mask of the Sinking King floated slowly from the altar, and pink-orange smoke rose from the two cup-shaped sacrificial vessels on the left and right. The smoke passed through a set of armor behind the altar and flew into the air. Behind the mask After being entangled, it gradually transformed into a human form.
"Before Your Majesty, you should bow your head and kneel~!" The pink smoke turned into reality, and a seemingly ordinary body was holding a sword and wearing armor, with both feet on the ground. The six people present were shocked by the domineering power. I suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression. Zach, Stuer, and Erin were farther away, and were still hit by the air pressure that hit their faces. It was as if the front of their bodies hit a thick wall, forcing them further away.
Stuart put his arms around Irene and wondered: "Shouldn't the domineering energy be emitted by the body? How can the domineering energy be released without the real body?"
The air pressure hit Pan and Shaq When Han stood in front of the two of them, they both unleashed their domineering energy at the same time. Three huge waves of pressure collided with each other, and a dense explosion sounded like beans as they hit the boundary. The entire palace is divided into three areas with different strengths. It's just that Pan and Shakhan had encountered a powerful battle before, and their domineering power at this time was much weaker, and most of the area was occupied by the Sunken King.
"Hmph, interesting, really interesting. A mask and a puff of smoke can also release such intensity of domineering..." Pan Shuozhuang's body put into a decisive battle posture, and Zhou's air pressure continued to increase, seizing the Sunken King area More space: "I really want to know what ghost is hidden behind this mask!"
The word 'ghost' came out of his mouth, and he made a domineering move. Shaq rarely drew his sword to follow, and the three of them fought with each other. Then, the domineering energy is like the roar of a lion, the roar of a dragon, the roar of a tiger, or the roar of an elephant. Zach, Stuer, and Erin's eyes, ears, mouths and noses trembled violently, their ears buzzed and tingled, their nostrils spurted blood, their eyeballs were about to burst, their chests and lungs felt like they were shaking, their hearts felt like they were being hammered, and there was a lump in their throats. It's hot and sweet for a moment, and the next moment your eyes can't see anything, and your ears can't hear anything.
If Venedin hadn’t had quick eyesight and quick hands, the magic sword Requiem fell in front of the three of them, and the vibrating demonic sound released a lot of domineering pressure. The three of them would have been shattered on the spot because they were too close. The body dies. Venedin himself felt uncomfortable under the impact. He jumped repeatedly in the air waves, and escaped from the hall with three people, one on the left and two on the right.
In the hall, the fight between the three parties was extremely thrilling. All three were domineering, and they were all strong and aggressive characters. They sensed the strength of the other party in the conflict of domineering powers before they took action, and they struck without leaving any room for hindsight. It was a decisive battle.
"King Khan makes horns~!" The Sinking King's left shoulder with its horned shoulder guard pushed up towards Pan's big hand, while at the same time the sword in his right hand blocked Shakhan's Purple Dragon Sword .
Shakhan was slightly startled, and made a strong move with his sword: "King Khan's Iron Wheel Punishment!"
The Sinking King laughed, and counterattacked with the same move: "King Khan's Iron Wheel Punishment... ”
Swords and knives are each fierce, and the domineering force they sweep out can cut wind and water, extremely powerful. Pan, who was forced back by the horns, reacted with domineering force behind his heels, and rushed back with his arms wide open, and his palms as big as iron pots waved with a strong wind: "King·Lion Seal...Eight Thousand Lion Strike~!"
There are eight moves in one move, one move can condense a thousand beams of domineering energy, and one palm can produce a thousand strikes. The power of the palm wind fist was as strong as the waves, and the shock was like the tide. The Sunken King held his hands with one arm, and his armored body was immediately hit with a series of heavy blows, shaking him a hundred steps away. "Well, what's going on?" Pan felt a little strange. The force of the storm just hit the opponent, and it felt a little weak. He thought it was because he had consumed too much and his physical strength could not keep up with his moves, until he I noticed that there were faint yellow magic spell lines on the back of my hand.
Shakhan looked at Pan. Apparently he had also noticed this. At this time, they discovered that the lines on the raised relief mural behind the altar were shining with a faint yellow light.
The Sinking King chuckled and straightened his back slowly: "This is a place of weakness. No matter what strength you have, you will be constantly weakened. Hahahaha..."
"That's it. Like this..." Pan rushed forward, the domineering force between his fingers turning into white threads in the wind: "The wrath of the tyrant, the lion's heart~!" This heavy violent palm slapped on the relief.
However, only a muffled sound was heard, dust fell from the relief, and no damage was seen on the relief. As everyone knows, this relief is integrated with the hall, the sixth floor, and the entire temple. To shake every brick and room here, there must be a special method.
Shakhan threw the sword: "Try this."
The Purple Dragon Sword broke through the air with its domineering energy, but was intercepted by the Sunken King and knocked away with a single blow. Then the knife turned and stabbed Pan in the back.
Pyle Pan chuckled: "You only have this little strength. Even if you are cursed, I can still beat you to ashes!" Although he had empty hands and his body was weak, he still had enough time to strike. His skills are not inferior to those of the Sinking King. He can adapt to experience and have flexible moves, which gives him a slight advantage. In this moment of fighting, although Pan was injured and at a disadvantage, he did not let the opponent take advantage.
Shakhan caught the flying Purple Dragon Sword and chased after the Sinking King. With the Purple Dragon on his back, he used his strongest move: "Destroy thousands of armies, King Khan's expedition~!"< br>
The Sunken King made an air strike with one move, forcing Pail Pan back twice, then turned around and faced him with the same move: "King Khan's Expedition, this is a move created by me, you will not be my opponent!"
The two of them drew their swords from behind as they approached in the air. Sinking King drew his sword faster and struck harder. The point where the blade struck was the weakest link in this move. Shakhan's Purple Dragon Sword was immediately released, leaving a 60-centimeter long knife mark on his wrist and arm, which was as deep as the bone.
After one stab, he turned around for another stab, and then turned around for another stab. At this time, the purple cage armor on Shakhan's body had been destroyed by the general of light. He was only protected by a thin layer of iron wire soft armor. Two huge gaps were opened on his body, and blood spurted out. Fortunately, Venedin arrived in time and Requiem blocked the subsequent slashing attack.
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(End of this chapter)