"What are these people doing?"

After seeing the dense crowd on the top of the mountain, Ling Zhan was a little curious in his heart, wondering why so many people on the island gathered at the top of the mountain.

Ling Zhan was about to go to the top of the mountain to take a look, what was going on so lively, he had just walked a few steps, and suddenly realized that he had just come to the island, and he was out of place with these people, his clothes were different, and he didn't understand the language.

"See if there's any clothes in the house or something, put two on first, and then go and see what's going on on the top of the hill. ”

Turning back to the room, Ling Zhan found that the demon wolf had swept away the fruit on the table, sitting on the coffee table and licking his lips with intent, and grinning when he saw Ling Zhan come back.

"Kuroko, you can eat this situation, forget it, you can eat it if you want. Ling Zhan ignored the demon wolf and walked straight into the bedroom inside, rummaging through the cabinets for a long time to find two pieces of clothes that didn't fit.

"Let's get dressed first, go up the mountain to see what's going on, even if it doesn't fit, then go to another room and change into two!" While fiddling with his collar, he walked out of the room, Ling Zhan picked up the bulging little wolf and said, "Kuroko, your current body is still a little big, the target is too obvious, and it is easy to be discovered." ”

As he spoke, Ling Zhan gave an order to the demon wolf, "Become smaller, have you ever seen a monkey the size of a finger?" Yes, a little smaller, well, very good, small, small, small, small!"

Under Ling Zhan's command, the demon wolf who had just eaten a large plate of fruit kept getting smaller and smaller, and soon became like a finger monkey, his body jumped, and he came directly behind Ling Zhan's ears, and if he didn't look closely, he wouldn't find it at all.

"Kuroko, it's really good, we'll finish our work later, so we have to treat you well. Ling Zhan stretched out his finger and lightly touched the demon wolf's head, "How about you please eat barbecue?"

"Whew~" The demon wolf replied and said that he would eat at least a hundred catties.

"Sample, when the time comes, I will stew two pots of beef for you, so that you can eat enough at one time!" Ling Zhan walked out the door with a smile.

The house is a long distance from the top of the mountain, and the road is rugged, so it is very difficult to walk, and it is almost half an hour, and it is only half the way.

Since coming out of the grove, Ling Zhan plans not to use Yuan Force again, and when he has figured out the situation on the island, it will not be too late to show his strength.

Ling Zhan sped up his speed, hurried all the way with a wooden stick, and swayed to the top of the mountain.

Seeing the dense crowd in front of him, Ling Zhan didn't rush inside, he had to know that he was a black household, and no one knew him, so he rushed forward, in case someone found out, it would be bad.

Ling Zhan slowly released a trace of divine sense, probing what was going on in the crowd. It doesn't matter if you don't put it down, you find that there is a circular platform in the middle, which is similar to a boxing ring, and there are ten people crowded in the small space.

No, four people, six corpses, to be exact.

The four men on the stage each leaned on a pillar, constantly gasping, and there were a lot of blood stains on their faces, and as for the six who fell to the ground in an irregular arrangement, they had long since lost their breath.

Ling Zhan was a little puzzled, what was going on with these people, why did they have a life-and-death fight in the ring?

After observing for a while, Ling Zhan found that several people didn't know each other at all, but there was a strong hatred that filled their bodies, and they had to kill the rest of them.

Call out the detector and let the detector observe the cultivation of these people.

"Didi: Six-Star Great Martial Master (Sealed)!"

"Didi: Three-star Great Martial Master (sealed)!"

"Didi: One-Star Martial King (Sealed)!"

"Didi: Three-star warrior!"

"Didi: Report complete. ”

After hearing the sound of the detector, Ling Zhan was a little curious about what the three words "sealed" at the back of the realm meant, so he asked, "What is sealed?"

"Didi: The minimum cultivation of the fighters on the field is the martial artist realm, and the strength of the other three people has been sealed, and now they are all martial arts realms. ”

"Didi: Over. ”

Ling Zhan nodded thoughtfully, his heart turned out to be like this. But why are these people fighting to the death?

Ling Zhan lowered his head and slowly approached the crowd, ready to find someone to ask what was going on.

"Hey, buddy!"

As soon as he spoke, Ling Zhan suddenly realized a very strict question, as an outsider, these people couldn't understand what he was talking about!

"Ahh

The man in front of him opened his mouth, but there was no tongue!

Ling Zhan was shocked, goosebumps appeared behind him, he didn't expect this person's tongue to be cut out, he was a dumb person!

"Thankfully, he's a mute. ”

Ling Zhan lowered his head, covered the brim of the hat on his head down to cover his eyes, and was about to move closer to the crowd to leave this place, but he didn't expect the mute to suddenly touch Ling Zhan.

Ling Zhan turned his head and found that the mute man of medium stature kept gesturing his hands, shouting "Abba Aba", as if he wanted to tell him something.

"Forget it, no matter! This kind of person is also miserable to live, it is better to let him become my slave, it will be a little better!"

Ling Zhan used the "Practicing Divine Technique" to slowly lean towards the mute, and seeing that no one around was paying attention, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and with a whirring aura, he instantly hit his heavenly spirit cover.

"Cultivating demons!"

Ling Zhan used his divine sense to forcibly establish a mental connection with the mute, and completed the cultivation of the inner demon in a short period of time, turning this person into his slave, just to search his memories and find out what happened on this small island.

Although he had not used the "Demon Cultivation Dafa", Ling Zhan's technique was extremely skillful, and he completed the entire process in the blink of an eye. Unlike Mukong, Ling Zhan is a natural beast master, not only able to subdue many demon beasts, but also able to plant demons on many warriors and make them his slaves.

Ling Zhan suddenly made a move, the dumb man didn't react at all, and just as he was about to shout for help, Ling Zhan had successfully planted a demon in his body and forcibly established a master-servant relationship.

The mute's body is very fragile, and the dantian is dim, like a flickering oil lamp in the cold wind, which may burst at any time. Ling Zhan's divine sense penetrated into his body, and it didn't take much effort at all to successfully plant the inner demon.

After becoming Ling Zhan's slave, the dumb eyes rolled, he couldn't stand the pressure, and his body fell back.

"Damn, this body is too fragile, I haven't searched for my memory yet, so I won't just die!"

Ling Zhan hurriedly picked up the mute who fell to the ground, touched his meridians, and found that he had won the jackpot, this guy was really dead!

"I'm convinced, I'm really convinced!"

Ling Zhan cursed in his mouth, "His grandmother's, it's really weird, how could he come across this kind of thing in the first place!"

Fortunately, Ling Zhan was on the periphery of the crowd, and the people in front of him were all watching the fight in the center, and almost no one noticed what was happening behind him. Ling Zhan dragged the mute corpse, found a stone to use as a cover, and called the little wolf out: "Heizi, burn him with a demonic flame!"

"Whew~" The little wolf howled, jumped from behind Ling Zhan's ears to the ground, and opened his mouth to burn the dumb man.

"Kuroko, wait a minute!"

Just when the demon wolf was about to open his mouth, Ling Zhan suddenly stopped the little wolf, looked at the mute carefully, and found that his appearance was seven points similar to himself, if he wore makeup, others would definitely not recognize him.

Ling Zhan put his hand on the dumb man's head, after a person dies, he will keep three minutes of memory in his mind, Ling Zhan's divine sense has already reached the peak realm of the Martial King, searching for a person's memory is not a difficult task for him, as soon as he puts his right hand and takes it, he has already memorized all the memories of this dumb man in his heart.

"Kuroko, burn him!"

It turned out that this mute's name was He An, a sailor in the Windy Country, who grew up by the sea since he was a child, and mainly relied on fishing with his fellow villagers to make a living. After a shipwreck, several people in the same village died, and he was saved by a boat, which should have been a happy thing, but the captain was a slave trader and cut off his tongue without saying a word.

Originally, what awaited He An was the fate of being a slave, but he never expected that the big ship encountered a storm at sea and somehow sailed to this small island. He An and hundreds of slave sailors on board came here and lived for three years. Originally, this was not a big deal, but what happened later surprised Ling Zhan. It turned out that his residence was the first room under Ling Zhan Mountain, that is, the one where Ling Zhan and the demon wolf entered!

"I'm cǎo, this kind of thing will happen to me too, it's too evil!"

Ling Zhan immediately withdrew the hand that was placed on He An's head, and let the little wolf spit out a demonic flame and burn his body to ashes.

After entering the fourth level, the demon wolf's ability was greatly improved, and the temperature of the demon flame spit out was extremely high, but there would be no firelight, only the black "swish" flashed, and the dumb corpse disappeared.

Ling Zhan stood up, put the little wolf away and put it behind his ears, leaning against the stone next to him, constantly integrating He An's memories.

This small island, He An doesn't know what the specific name is, he only knows that everyone has to register after they go ashore, and their cultivation will also be sealed to the realm of martial artists, if the realm is not enough, then there are no requirements. In order to ensure a steady number of people, the island will hold regular killing tournaments, with small rings held once a week and once a month, and those who survive will receive various rewards.

"There are killing competitions every week, and at least nearly 100 people die each time, but I didn't expect you to be a dumb person who has no power to live in this environment for three years, I really don't know what to say about you. ”

Feeling the blazing warm current in front of him, Ling Zhan got up from the stone, lowered the brim of his hat, and walked towards the center of the ring.

He wanted to see what kind of reward he would get if he won such a game.