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These soul skills either have a short duration or are unable to move or counterattack quickly.

This semi-artifact, the Eight Desolations Stele, completely meets all of Tang Lan's requirements and needs. It was as if it was tailor-made for Tang Lan.

With the Eight Desolate Monument on him, Tang Lan can completely ignore most attacks and use offense as defense to exert his strongest strength.

In addition, some other abilities of the Eight Desolate Monument also made Tang Lan overwhelmed, but it was not so easy to use them.

"Okay, from now on you are the master of the Eight Desolate Monument."

"Although I am an independent conscious being, I am also the spirit of the Eight Desolate Monument. From now on, I will call you my master."

"You have already gained a lot of face for the former Eastern Region Xuanjun to call you master, kid. Don't worry, I will protect you well in the future."

The girl's arrogant voice sounded again.

Although he said so, it seemed that this guy had no intention of treating Tang Lan as his master.

Instead, she treated Tang Lan as her younger brother.

At this time, Ning Xian seemed a little unwilling, and couldn't help but complain in his heart: "He Xi, is this the tone of a weapon spirit talking to its master?"

"Tang Lan is not an ordinary person. I advise you to put aside your pride."

Unexpectedly, He Xi said with disdain: "Who said that the master must be respectful?"

"Just those little ants scared this guy so much that he had to hide. How strong can he be?"

"Although I am his spirit, it is my duty to protect him."

"As for who is bigger and who is smaller, that will of course depend on their strength."

These words made Tang Lan look strange, which completely overturned Tang Lan's understanding of masters.

Tang Lan even doubted whether this guy was really the Lord of the East Territory. His behavior was completely different from Ning Xian's and he seemed very unreliable.

"You're still the same even at this point. You haven't changed at all."

"Now is not the time to talk. We should leave here as soon as possible. Otherwise, when those Soul Devouring Ants come back, we won't be able to leave."

Ning Xian didn't care whether this guy was willing or not, and urged him impatiently.

Although Tang Lan didn't understand this guy, Ning Xian knew He Xi's character very well and naturally would not allow this guy to continue making trouble.

"Okay, okay, these little ants can't hurt me at all when I'm at my peak."

"But now our priority is to get out. But before that, I hope you can bring the other two guys with you."

He Xi said halfway, then changed the subject and spoke.

Tang Lan nodded, looked around carefully, and found that there were no other treasures around the altar stone statue. Then he quickly walked towards the next passage.

In Tang Lan's sea of ​​consciousness, two figures appeared at this moment, one was Ning Xian in a white gown, and the other was He Xi in green clothes.

I have to say that Ning Xian is indeed very handsome, and even has a scholarly air about him, making him look elegant and refined.

It's hard to imagine that this guy is an antique from tens of millions of years ago.

He Xi's entire temperament is like that of a fairy from heaven. Her elegance and refinement give people the impression of being untainted by the world.

Her long black hair, like a waterfall, was tied behind her head with a jade hairpin, and she held a palm-sized black brick in her hand.

This scene instantly destroyed Tang Lan's impression of the fairy. She seemed so out of place no matter how you looked at her.

Tang Lan knew that what He Xi was holding in his hand was the concrete form of the Eight Desolations Monument.

After this thing is shrunk, it is really no different from a brick. Although it is indeed a good treasure, its shape is really a bit indescribable.

Ning Xian next to him was different. This guy was carrying a black knife wrapped in cloth and killing people. He looked like a hermit monk who had come down from the mountains.

"Tang Lan, why are you looking at me like that? You and I are not from the same era. There are some things that cannot be messed around with."

He Xi saw Tang Lan staring at him without blinking, as if he had thought of something, and a hint of vigilance appeared on his face.

To be fair, as Tang Lan is the owner of the Eight Desolate Monument, even if she is ordered to do something she doesn't want to do, she probably won't be able to resist.

"Hey, um. Sister, I, Tang Lan, am not that kind of person. Although I don't know what you are talking about, I still want to ask you something."

"What are the other two guys you just mentioned? Are they the same as you?"

Tang Lan asked tentatively.

Tang Lan, who obtained two semi-artifacts, naturally understood what an opportunity and benefit this was.

If there are other semi-artifacts nearby, Tang Lan will definitely not let them go.

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He Xi was relieved and even a little disappointed when he saw that Tang Lan had no other ideas.

Back then, he was not only the strongest man in the Eastern Region, but also the most beautiful woman in the Eastern Region. Many men were willing to sacrifice their lives for him.

Countless years passed, and the first man she met didn't have any thoughts about her at all.

This made He Xi feel somewhat unwilling, and he even started to wonder if his charm had been greatly reduced due to the passage of time.

Despite all the random thoughts in his mind, He Xi still explained: "You are right. Many years ago, I sensed the auras of the Southern Region Xuanjun and the Western Region Xuanjun."

"What? What you said is true!"

This time it was not Tang Lan who spoke, but the Slaughtering Weapon Spirit Ning Xian.

At this moment, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face. He had died right after He Xi in that shocking battle.

I thought that the two Xuanjuns of the Western Region and the Southern Region would be able to continue to stabilize the continent afterwards, but I didn't expect that they would follow in their footsteps.

However, He Xi nodded seriously and said, "Yes, I did feel the soul aura of those two guys."

"But they are not here. If I am not mistaken, they are most likely in other small spaces."

"As for where exactly, I have no idea."

He Xi said that even she didn't know the finer details.

But Tang Lan understood a little bit, and after thinking for a moment, he said:

"If I'm not mistaken, the God of Death should have placed the souls of these two people into a semi-divine artifact."

"It is very likely that they are in other levels of the Death God Trial. After all, this is only the third level."

Tang Lan explained to the two based on his own guess.

However, He Xi was somewhat unwilling to hear this. This guy had completely lost the temperament of a fairy, and instead looked like a fierce tigress.

He stomped his hands on the ground and said angrily, "This god of death simply looks down on people!"

"We are no weaker than them, why are we placed in the third level while they are placed in the later levels?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Tang Lan and Ning Xian were both speechless.