"Yeah? Who are you? Did you let me out?"
Black Knife came to his senses and focused on Tang Lan.
At the same time, the black air around him turned into a strange human face, and his expression was also confused.
"I'm the only one here. Do you think I've let you go?"
Tang Lan's mouth twitched, and she felt speechless.
I thought to myself if this guy had any problem with his brain, and he was completely stubborn when speaking.
"Oh, so that's it!"
"Since that's the case, I'll save your life! Remember to stay away from me next time."
"I'm going to take revenge on that blacksmith now. I dare to seal half of my soul in this knife. When I catch it, I must peel him into a stick."
Hei Dao seemed to remember something unbearable to look back on the past, and immediately spoke angrily.
"Are you banned here?"
Tang Lan seemed to understand the whole story, so she asked.
"I am Ning Xian, the killing god from Nanshanzhou back then. The old thief actually secretly used a secret move to put me in danger. Later, he suffered a severe injury and had to temporarily enter the Slaughter Blade according to that person's method."
"Later, that old guy actually cheated and blocked me from it and couldn't get out."
"I don't know how many years have passed, the old guy has disappeared, and I can only spend day and night in this semi-artifact, waiting for the day I go out."
"Boy, tell me how many years Qianqiu has been?"
The black air gradually condensed into the appearance of a tall man. When he looked at Tang Lan, he showed a hint of urgency, as if he wanted to know what year and month it was.
"How many years have passed? What does it mean!"
Tang Lan raised her eyebrows, and a look of doubt appeared on her face.
Although Tang Lan doesn’t know much about the history of the soul master world, she still has a very good understanding of the general stage.
That is the fifth hundred years of the soul, the seven hundred years of Yaoguang, the one thousand two hundred years of the Three Emperors, and the one thousand seven hundred years of the two continents.
This is the 4,100 years since the origin of the soul world.
Seeing that the spirit body inside the black sword suddenly remained silent, Tang Lan could only say a brief moment of what she knew.
Half an hour later,
"What? It has been 4,100 years since the so-called Soul Age!!"
The spirits inside the black sword were obviously shocked by this time scale.
After a while, he spoke, "I probably don't know the time point you mentioned, but I'm sure you guys who compiled the history of the Soul Master must be a liar."
"It may also be that he didn't know what happened at the beginning."
"That was the most prosperous generation of soul masters in the first generation, but because of that war, the human soul masters were almost broken."
"In contrast, the ending of the soul beast clan is obviously much better than that of the human race. The main advantage is their reproductive ability and strong physical strength"
The spirit of the artifact did not continue to talk about it, as if he was trapped in another memory.
Tang Lan could understand it at all, but she vaguely understood that the history of the soul master world seemed to be not comprehensive.
It can even be said that something is missing that subverts the entire world pattern.
That's right, this is no longer just a matter in the soul master world, but a change in the entire world pattern.
Thinking of this, Tang Lan asked again: "You said you are the god of killing. Did you say you killed a lot of people?"
"Hmph, I don't need to tell you some things." "But there is one thing I want to make clear. Although I am called the God of Killing, I am not a human being."
"I, Ning Xian, never killed the same clan, I killed monsters."
The spirit of the weapon in the black knife seemed to look down on Tang Lan very much, and after saying that, he ignored Tang Lan.
No matter how Tang Lan called this guy, he kept silent, as if the sword had never had any spirituality.
Seeing that communication was fruitless, Tang Lan simply ignored this guy.
Worried that his storage ring would be affected by this semi-artifact, Tang Lan did not dare to put the black sword into the storage ring, but wrapped it in black cloth and carried it on her back.
For a moment, Tang Lan even really felt that she was a swordsman.
After this second test passed, Tang Lan did not hear any sound.
Although he left the previous trial area, Tang Lan came to another vast land.
So much so that Tang Lan even guessed that she had arrived at the third trial place.
Petrified residual images could still be seen from time to time around, but the residual images did not come alive and attack Tang Lan as before.
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Just a random knock, the afterimage next to it turned into ashes and disappeared.
After passing through the area where this afterimage is located, Tang Lan quickly came to a small square, with many huge ice sculptures on it.
Each ice sculpture ranges from five to twenty feet, and the surface of the ice sculpture reflects a faint seven-color dazzling light.
Seeing this, Tang Lan frowned slightly, and her raised steps slowly settled in place.
Because Tang Lan had already vaguely discovered something was wrong, he could clearly feel that the things frozen in the ice sculpture were soul beasts with powerful aura.
Tang Lan has never seen every soul beast inside, but without exception, these are all terrifying soul beasts that are more than 100,000 years old.
"Boy, where is this?"
At this moment, the black sword behind Tang Lan suddenly spoke, it was Ling Ning Xian, the weapon who claimed to be the god of killing.
"Under the abyss, the bottom of the broken Nanshanzhou, the place of test for the god of death."
Tang Lan did not hide it, but replied bluntly.
Unexpectedly, Ning Xian was stunned for a moment and said in disbelief: "You, what do you mean!"
"The meaning is very simple. Nanshanzhou is the continent where you used to be. Now it has fallen into a sea abyss and is completely swallowed by the sea."
"I don't know what happened that year, but as far as I know, there is no information about Nanshanzhou in the records after the fifth hundred years of the Soul Chu."
"In other words, Nanzhanzhou should be broken in the same era as you."
Tang Lan said this and did not continue because he was waiting for the response from the spirit of the weapon.
But Ning Xian of Qi Ling obviously didn't believe it, but said impatiently: "I advise you not to lie to me. Although I can't kill you for the time being, it doesn't mean I can't do anything."
This guy's words completely made Tang Lan laugh. This was the first time he was forced and threatened by a sword.
So he smiled and said, "Do I need to lie to you?"
"This Slaughter Blade is the reward I received after passing the second level of the God of Death Test. Now this thing has a soul connection with me."
"No matter how powerful you are, you can't change the will of the sword itself."
"I know you have not become a weapon spirit completely. Before that, you must merge with another naturally generated weapon spirit."
Tang Lan seemed to have seen through everything, and she was not showing any weakness in her face. (This chapter ends)