"Hey, since that's the case, then I'll follow my senior sister."

Thinking that Senior Brother Liu was killed by the Taoist master in the middle of the sect, Gu Wuhen stopped insisting.

Immediately, they flew towards a beach south amid the curses of the two tattooed men.

After Luo Hong shook his soul and broke the Soul-Locking Array, the entire Soul-Locking Island quickly rose to its original altitude.

At the same time, the gray and white mist that had covered the island all year round had dissipated, revealing the blue sky in the Black Wind Sea.

Looking at the beautiful scenery above my head, all the native monks fell into a daze, as if they had witnessed myths and legends becoming reality.

The monks who were captured from outside almost cried with joy at the moment, and many were laughing wildly, and the scene could be said to be very chaotic.

Although Luo Hong felt a little sympathized with the experiences of these people, she would not comfort them. When the divine thoughts moved, she used the power of the universe to gather all these people in front of him.

Immediately, before they could react, Luo Hong shook her sleeves and swept the powder made of a healing pill into the wind and sprinkled it out.

With Luo Hong's healing pill, even if it's just a little powder, it's enough to recover the injuries of these monks who are at the end of the stage of the Killing Pill.

After feeling a warm feeling in their whole body, the pale young men had the strength to support each other and climb up from the ground.

At this moment, the more than a hundred people looked at Luo Hong who deliberately emitted five-colored glows, and they all guessed that he was the master of the five-colored giant hand, but there was no expression on their faces.

It’s not that they are not nervous and afraid, but that Luo Hong’s strength is too terrifying. The so-called fear in the depths is numb.

Luo Hong didn't care about this either. Seeing that everyone stood up, he spoke:

“From now on, I will be the new owner of this island.

For you, I give you three choices.

One is to send you to an island with a large population and a stable environment, but before that, I will erase your recent memories.

If you want this, just take a step forward.”

After hearing this, the more than a hundred monks exchanged eyes with each other, but none of them moved.

Seeing this, Luo Hong didn't wait much, and said again:

"The second is to let you continue to stay on the island to practice. Just follow some simple rules, and the rest of me will ignore you.

Like the situation where we had to fight each other from time to time before, there would be no more.

Third, you need to do your work for me. I will provide you with some materials for your cultivation, but the price is that I will set a ban on my soul.

Think carefully.”

After saying that, Luo Hong was about to choose a place suitable for building a cave.

But at this moment, the old young man fell to the ground with a "snap" and said nervously:

"Stay stay, can you tell me what the fighting spirit is?!"

Everyone was a little flustered when they saw this, but after hearing his question clearly, they couldn't help looking at Luo Hong.

Perhaps due to the need for secret techniques, the tattooed men caught them and threw them directly to the island. Most of them were just cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage at that time, but they didn't even know how they came from.

Later, although the two men and their dead ghost master would put some spirit stone pills in fixed places from time to time, they would never show up.

They also learned from the old people that they had to fight the souls once every year during the tide meeting, and then they were forced to get involved.

Perhaps the people at the beginning knew why they had to fight souls, but now they all know nothing.

"Did you see that Thousand-faced Ghost Centipede? That's the ghost that is raised with your soul."

Luo Hong didn't explain too much, just pointed to the direction of Gaofeng.

Everyone subconsciously looked over there, but found that their eyesight was far beyond that, and they were thousands of miles away, and they clearly saw the appearance of the Thousand-Faced Ghost Centipede.

"That's Brother Zhou's face!"

"Qing'er!"

"So that's it, so that's it."

Suddenly, many people saw their familiar faces from the Thousand-faced Ghost Centrifuge, and immediately said to themselves in fear, anger, or depressed.

"Dong!"

At this moment, the mature young man kowtowed Luo Hong hard, attracting everyone's attention.

"Please accept my brother and I. We brothers are willing to do anything!"
Chapter completed!