"The door is open, the door is open!"

Gang leader Li Bingtian pointed to the hole that suddenly appeared with a look of surprise, jumped up and down, and changed his hatred for the blood stain in Wu Liang's hands. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Liang was also very surprised in his heart, he had a feeling in his heart to test it, who knew that he really made a mistake and directly cracked the secret of the treasure here. However, before he could explain, he immediately noticed that the hole that had just been cracked had a tendency to shrink, and immediately urged everyone to hurry in.

Looking at the dark entrance behind the golden cliff, everyone did not hesitate at all, led by Du Xuan and Liu Yanxia, who were close to the shadows, Guo Erli and He Qiao followed closely, and then Jiang Luan, the gang leader and others then entered, leaving only the weeping willow that year.

Wu Liang immediately withdrew his hand, nodded at the weeping willow that year, and then lowered his head and raised his legs to walk into it, and the weeping willow of the last year turned his back to the entrance of the cave, stretched his bow and arrows, and his indifferent and sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, until the entrance of the cave shrank to the extreme, and then shrank his body and drilled in.

With the entry of all the people in the Qingluan Palace, only the sound of the "wave" at the entrance of the cave was heard, and it was completely closed. And if they could see the appearance of the golden stone wall in the outside world, they would find that there was not a trace of Wu Liang's blood left on it at all.

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As the entrance to the cave was completely closed, a faint golden glow suddenly lit up behind the cliff that had been invisible to the five fingers, and this brilliance came from the golden stones above the head, which stretched out of sight, illuminating the entire passage. In this slightly dim light, it is strange that the previously dry air has become moist.

On either side of the walls where the crowd stood, a series of blurry murals emerged, which seemed to sing the praises of a majestic man. Zhao Huangqi took a step directly, and because he was too short, he could only raise his head high, and muttered while holding a pen to sketch on "Kane's Diary".

Before everyone left Tristram, who was in ruins, the old Dika, who did not die but had another gain, handed over the original copy of "Kane's Diary" recorded by the Kane family to Zhao Huangqi, and he added new content.

As soon as everyone who was quite curious about the treasure wanted to take a step, they heard Jiang Luan's inquiry.

"Nothing is wrong, right?"

Jiang Luan's face was solemn and asked the weeping willow that year, who shook his head, but frowned slightly, obviously feeling a trace of abnormality.

As a lone ranger, he felt extremely trusting of himself, and when he entered this broken valley, he felt danger in his heart, and it seemed that a pair of eyes were always watching them, but until the treasure entrance was opened and the sense of crisis reached its peak, he still did not find the slightest thing.

Although the weeping willow did not say it that year, everyone knew that something was wrong, and immediately raised their vigilance. What's more, at this time, they are in the midst of unknown treasures, and they can't help relaxing.

Everyone immediately hit the road, but the speed was slower, on the one hand, to take care of Zhao, who was now an "archaeologist", and on the other hand, to be safe.

"Master Wu Liang is really alert, the little monk admires and admires!"

As he was marching, the flower monk raised his right palm and said to Wu Liang, who was gradually healing and only blood remained.

"yes, yes, how do you know how to open the door?"

The helper put his hands behind his back and looked left and right, but he didn't look at Wu Liang, who was asking her question.

Jiang Luan and the rest of the people were also curious and puzzled, Wu Liang smiled and said: "I opened the perception field before, under the passage from the entrance to the end of the canyon, there are many bones and fragments of weapon armor, obviously these people have fought here, and the sand layer where they are buried is shallow, so the time of occurrence should be a few years ago." ”

"And I had inquired with the old city lord earlier, and he remembered that Amhal had been here a few years ago, and when he returned, he had an extra strange armor on his body."

"So I speculate that Amhal had fought the dead and ended up getting in and taking out the armor, and he must have had blood on him after a bloody battle. Other than that, I can't find any other explanation, after all, we all have what Amhal has, and who would have thought that I would have been fooled. ”

Wu Liang touched the back of his head and said with a happy face. He didn't know the process of Amhal opening the treasure, and the latter didn't tell him, and the method of opening the door was really guessed by him, perhaps because Lady Luck yawned and inadvertently let Wu Liang pick up the cheap, so he opened the treasure by mistake for the first time.

Everyone nodded thoughtfully, but Li Bingtian, the helper who always had doubts, had doubts, but just as she was about to speak, Zhao Huangqi over there made an astonishing discovery.

"Tongten's Palace!"

Zhao's paw pointed to the extremely conspicuous tower on the mural, and shouted excitedly. Any historian is extremely curious about this missing history of the Kamhera era, even Zhao Huangqi, a guy who has experienced the turmoil of the Kamhera era, does not know much.

"This should be a treasure left over from the time of Kamhera!" Zhao Huangqi's face could not hide the excitement, he looked at the protagonist with a blurred face in the mural with the eyes of memory, and the corners of his mouth were excitedly hooked, "That person, that person should be the king of Nefarem!" And this is most likely the tomb of King Nefarem! ”

King of Nefarem!

This name, which disappeared in the long river of history, was mentioned in front of a group of players, and it still caused a lot of shock. Many of the Qingluan people have entered the gate of the Kanmuhra era, and have even seen the true face and strength of the king of Nefarem with their own eyes.

"Impossible!" Wu Liang did not hesitate to deny Zhao Huangqi's opinion, directly took out the sword of Khamhera, and introduced its equipment to show everyone, "In the real history of the shelter, the king of Nefarem did not die, but fled with injuries, after all, the illusion is an illusion, it should not be true!" ”

The death of the king of Nefarem in the illusion for the countess was seen by the weeping willow that year, but it was the environment created by Aenarius.

Zhao Huangqi rubbed his chin and calmed down his excitement slightly, knowing that he had forgotten something because of his excitement, he judged in a deep voice: "Even if this is not the tomb of King Nepharem, it must have a lot to do with it!" Do you remember the god of the desert that the old lord worshipped? When the gates of the Kamhera era were opened, the communicator suddenly failed, which not only shows that the desert god is related to the Kamhera era, but also that this treasure may have something to do with him. ”

Hearing this, Wu Liang took out the task reward [Communicator of the God of the Desert] given by the old city lord, and looked at the golden jade that glowed with the same light as the golden stone above his head, he subconsciously poured the holy light into it, but suddenly found that the sour feeling of being blocked by energy before was all gone, and the golden jade immediately shone brightly.

"What's going on?"

Looking at the golden light that kept coming out, Wu Liang was a little shocked, since he stuffed this golden jade into the storage ring on the day of the fight, he didn't pay attention to it, but he didn't expect this communicator to automatically recover!

"Senior brother, in the past few days, I have found that the Blade of the King's Choice is constantly transmitting the king's qi to it, maybe the root cause is here!"

Ed spoke at the right time, Wu Liang nodded lightly, and immediately ignored it, the most important thing now is to deal with this desert god who has not yet dealt with him.

"You ...... Who is it? ”

The golden light kept rolling in the dimly lit passage, and a little bit of golden light like sand grains converged and dispersed, forming a vague human appearance in an instant, for some reason, Wu Liang always had a sense of déjà vu when he saw this man in a gorgeous robe, but this man's face was blurred, and his voice was so distorted that he could only judge that the other party was not the king of Nefarem, so he didn't gain anything.

The man's voice was as rough as a desert wind, hoarse and harsh, causing everyone to frown slightly.

Wu Liang and Jiang Luan glanced at each other, and decided that Wu Liang, the direct caller who turned on the communicator, would communicate with the god of the desert.

"Revered Desert God!" Wu Liang gave a knightly salute to the man, "We are travelers passing through Windsand City, and we have inadvertently solved the predicament of Windblown Sands, and the old city lord gave it to me in order to protect your communicator from being occupied by the Free Church, and let me keep it on my behalf!" ”

Wu Liang roughly explained the cause and effect, and was careful not to provoke the desert god. But the god of the desert was still furious, but he did not get angry at Wu Liang and the others and the old city lord, but roared at the Free Church.

"Free Church! Yes! Free Church! ”

The Qingluan people can feel the anger in his heart from the gritted teeth of the desert god, and it seems that he has a common enmity with the free church, in this regard, the Qingluan people are relieved, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, and they can temporarily have a friendly exchange with the desert god.

However, the next words of the desert god made Wu Liang and others who knew something about the Kamhela era stunned.

"Mr. Shen! Damn Mr. Shen! If I had a premonition of your villain's conspiracy, I wouldn't have been plotted by you and Yoi, and my father wouldn't have been unaware of life and death! ”

Mr. Shen! Yoi! Father!

Who is Mr. Shen? The king of Nefarem gave birth to two sons, but he single-handedly overthrew the Khamhera Empire and created the peerless powerhouse of the Free Church, whose forbearance and resourcefulness can be called the best in the world, even the angels and demon gods such as Aenarius and Mephisto are extremely jealous.

And Yui is the regent of Kamhela, and he cooperates with Mr. Shen to overthrow the rule of King Nefarem, and plays a pivotal role.

And that "father" made the identity of the god of the desert come out, he was actually the son of the king of Nefarem, in addition to the undead conqueror Mo Wu on the twin islands, Mr. Shen and the divine punishment who came back from the dead, Wu Liang or heard or saw the fourth prince of Nefarem.

Wu Liang thought for a while, and simply showed the sword of Kamhera again, and asked, "Dare to ask your honorable name?" ”

"Ixarian!?"

This time, the god of the desert was shocked, he directly said the original name of the sword of Khamhera, and when he heard Wu Liang's inquiry, he did not hide it, and said in a deep voice: "My name is Fisjieli!" The second prince of the Canduras Empire! ”