The official collision between the Qingluan Temple and Jerusalem ended in a complete victory for the Qingluan Temple due to some coincidence, and Jerusalem not only paid the price of three heads, but also handed over the Druid token inherited from the Mediterranean Sea to the Qingluan Temple, and the soothsayer's divination crystal ball was scrapped, making it temporarily lose its divination ability. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In this regard, Muhammad said that he was not distressed, and that was absolutely false. This accident hit him very hard, and he followed with a fierce will of revenge, looking for a treasure and trying to completely destroy Qingluan's exclusive inheritance, but in the end it turned into a unilateral failure, and he even had to follow Jiang Luan's request to leave two inheritance marks for Qingluan Palace.

Out of the self-esteem of the strong, Muhammad would not do anything in this matter, and even left a inheritance that was very suitable for the demon hunter in the team to Liu Yanxia of the Qingluan Palace.

"Since you have failed, then hide this suffering in the bottom of your heart!"

After joining the team, Muhammad glanced at his teammates with an expressionless face, especially the Mediterranean Sea who had lost his soul like a lost dog, his eyes were tough and powerful, and his voice was loud: "Our competition with the Qingluan Hall is destined not to end here, they have come to the Aranok Desert not for the land of inheritance, but for the maggot nest to find the legendary Heradik Cube!" ”

Although they wondered how the captain knew about such a secret, everyone couldn't help but be shocked when they heard it. The Heradic Cube is a legendary magical item that is said to be of great interest to even the High Heavens and Burning Hell. Although there is a legend that the Hradik Cube is hidden somewhere in the Aranok Desert, it is the first time that all the party members, including the soothsayer, have heard of the name of the maggot's nest, and it is also the first time that they know the location of the Hradim Cube so clearly.

"I don't want a temporary defeat to cast a shadow on your fighting spirit!"

Muhammad suddenly said loudly: "What's more, before the Qingluan Temple is successful and retreats and leaves the Aranok Desert, we will not have a real defeat!" Snatch the ring from Qingluan's hand, or directly grab the Hradic Cube, and we will deal the heaviest blow to Qingluan Palace! ”

"Tell me! Do you have such a belief? ”

Muhammad's eyes were sharp, and his gaze swept across the room.

"Yes!"

Only the monster April and the assassin expressed their unwillingness in a sonorous voice, except for the soothsayer who would definitely not answer this question, the voices of the rest of the people couldn't help but seem a little low, and the Mediterranean, which had become the Mediterranean, did not respond at all.

"Are you willing to walk in the shadows of the Qingluan Temple forever? Remember that this is the Aranok Desert, the Aranok Desert of Jerusalem! ”

Muhammad gritted his teeth, glared at the grim-faced team members, and said in a deep voice: "We are the uncrowned king of Aranok!" How can we allow the Qingluan Hall to challenge our authority? Tell me! Do you have the belief to completely destroy the Qingluan Temple? ”

"Yes!"

The voices of April and the Assassin were still loud, and the morale of the rest of the people, especially the Mediterranean, who had recovered from his senses, had hatred in their eyes, and they yelled madly and chopped off the messy hair on their heads with knives to cut off their heads.

"Good!"

Muhammad laughed, clenched his right hand into a fist, as if he had already held victory in his hand, and then opened a shortcut to the next lineage, and said in a magnetic voice.

"We stay here with humiliation, we take on a new look with humiliation. I hope that all of you can get the inheritance, and I hope that you will appear in front of the Qingluan Hall with a new attitude! ”

"Take out all your spirit and potential, and let the current joy of Qingluan Hall turn into tomorrow's sorrow!"

……

While Muhammad regained his spirit for the Jerusalem team, the Qingluan Temple where Jiang Luan was located was a different story.

There are people in the Qingluan Palace, who have won a great victory, and they are happy and happy, and there is a lot of information in the private chat space, especially the gang leader Li Bingtian, who is excited to introduce the funny appearance of the Mediterranean, and the others are chatting with each other, but the content is generally inseparable from Jerusalem and the land of inheritance.

With the presence of Du Xuan and Monk Hua, all the Qingluan people could meet, but Jiang Luan did not order the convergence, and still acted separately to the deepest part of the inheritance land.

"Master!"

Li Bingtian's complacent and lively state finally subsided, and he said to Jiang Luan beside him with some worry: "In case Muhammad is angry and hits the rifle back, then what are we going to do?" I know the Mediterranean must be mad by now, if we are caught......"

The gang leader shuddered and didn't finish his sentence.

Jiang Luan smiled softly, shook his head slightly, and said: "I naturally have this worry, but it is more likely that Muhammad will not choose to fight with us here, after all, the land of inheritance is important to inheritance, and no one knows if he can enter here again!" If there's another encounter, it's only at the end of the Legacy Lands! ”

"Oh!"

Li Bingtian patted his chest again and again, looking relieved to be reborn after the catastrophe, and asked: "Then you said that the head of the house, can the weeping willow and yours reach the end of the inheritance land before Jerusalem that year?" ”

Jiang Luan smiled slightly, looking very confident about this, and said as it should be: "Of course! ”

"Whew!"

The helper rolled his eyes cutely, and said with a smile: "If there is a shih shi in the eyes of a lover, I don't know what is good about that guy?" But then again, the ...... in charge"

Li Bingtian's voice was lowered, his eyes narrowed slightly, which attracted Jiang Luan's greater attention, and said mysteriously: "I'm a little hungry, what are we going to eat for supper?" ”

Jiang Luan suddenly became angry, raised his hand to pinch Li Bingtian's nose and twisted it, and said hatefully: "Eat, eat, eat!" Just know how to eat! Be careful when you eat it as a piglet and then be eaten! ”

"Humph!" The nose was pressed, and the helper who looked like a cute little pig said confidently, "Anyway, sooner or later, it will be eaten, even if it is eaten as a pig, what can it do?" ”

Jiang Luan couldn't help but be stunned, and then thought of Li Bingtian's implicit meaning, and couldn't help but fly her cheeks, and after thinking about it, she really didn't know what to say, so she could only pinch her nose fiercely and leave quickly.

The gang leader looked at Jiang Luan's graceful back of leaving in a hurry, pursed his lips, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "How old are you, what are you still shy?" Alas......"

Standing in place and shaking his head and sighing, Li Bingtian suddenly found that Jiang Luan was about to go away, so he hurriedly shouted, "Boss, wait for someone", trotted after him, and brought a string of speechless breezes.

……

That year, the weeping willow was almost the most idle person, and he was on the road alone, and his speed was not limited, so he walked fast. He is not interested in finding inheritances, but like Guo Erli, many inheritances automatically appear in front of him, but in the same way, he does not disdain to accept those inheritances, which in his opinion will limit his own development, so he doesn't even have the words to refuse, and decisively skims over.

"What an interesting young man!"

Sitting on the Desert Throne in the center of the Land of Inheritance, the god of the desert propped his chin and looked thoughtfully at the lonely figure of the weeping willow that year, which reminded him of the past, the time when he fought alone in the dark.

"Udisian, Mondeli, Sercia, Lilith, Lasma, Eñarius, Mephisto, ......"

Thinking a little distracted, the god of the desert unconsciously murmured familiar names in his mouth, these people were either comrades or enemies, but without exception they were all stirrers of that era.

"The Age of Nefarem, the Age of Khamhera, the Age of Ediron, the Age of Silence, the Age of Revival, the Age of the Mage, the Age of Hradim, the Age of Sakaram, the Age of the Human Alliance, and the Age of the Chaos War that is to come!" The god of the desert looked at the weeping willow that year, looked at Wu Liang, looked at everyone, including the treasure thief goblins of the Thieves Guild, and said, "You will be the ones who will decide the fate of the shelter!" ”

"Father, Udisian!" The god of the desert looked up at the sky and asked, "Will it appear to rival your existence?" ”

Knock knock!

A knock on the door interrupted the desert god's reverie, and his gaze pierced through the block to look at the figure coming from afar, waving his hand lightly, and smiling drunkly.

"Young man, please come in!"