The lean warrior led the way, Zheng Yiqing, He An, Master Hou, Steward Cao and a group of more than ten warriors walked quickly in the jungle, and half an hour later, they came to the vicinity of the jungle camp where Gao Yan was.

"With such a broken wooden fence, how did they keep the tide of sea beasts out last night?"

Zheng Yiqing looked at the camp coldly.

The ruined camp in front of him was mottled with bloodstains everywhere, and it was obvious that there had been a bloody battle last night. There are still people in the camp who are cleaning up the wreckage of the sea beast, which should have repelled the attack of the sea beast.

"Who?"

"What do you want to do?"

The warriors in the ruined camp were all shocked when they saw a group of strange warriors outside the dilapidated fence, and they all shouted.

"Don't be impatient, my little marquis needs to build a spirit raft, I want to ask you for a favor! Anyway, you have nothing to do on this island, so it's better to be a helper for my little marquis!"

Jiang Yingwei said with a smile.

"What do you mean!"

"This is clearly for our gang to be coolies!"

The warriors were furious.

From the moment this group of warriors appeared outside the camp, they knew that the people who came from the Dao were not good. I thought that I was here to force them to be coolies.

"If you want us to help your little marquis work, then you have to ask me if I agree to the sword in my hand first!"

Gao gradually sneered.

"There's no need to talk nonsense, take them all down! Promise or not, you all have to work for this marquis!"

Zheng Yiqing looked impatient, and gestured to He An, Master Hou and other martial artists next to him.

He An didn't say a word, the black spirit sword was unsheathed, and he strode towards the ruined camp.

Zheng Yiqing's other eight or nine warriors unsheathed their swords one after another, followed He An, and pressed towards the ruined camp.

Gao Yan's face was grim, and he pulled out the cold sword with a "bang".

Call!

He An turned into a phantom and gradually rushed towards Gao.

Not to be outdone, Gao gradually flicked the cold light in his hand and swept towards He An.

He An, the first master of Zheng Guo, and Gao Yan, the first master of the younger generation of Yan Guo, the peak figures of the two martial artists in the late stage, staggered by the whistling sound of the air.

He An's wrist flicked, and the Black Spirit Sword instantly burst out with three black rays.

The Black Spirit Sword and the Icy Chill Sword collided with a large number of sparks.

After one move, the winner is decided.

"You're defeated!"

He An still stood with his sword in his hand with an indifferent expression.

"Triple strike! You have refined the strongest lethal triple attack at the peak of the martial artist! I am defeated, I have nothing to say, if you want to kill, you must chop, listen to it!"

Gao Yan's face was pale, his expression was incredulous, and there was a bloody sword wound on his arm. He has cultivated so far, and he has only cultivated to the point of two consecutive hits, and his killing power has reached 600 catties.

Gao gradually loses.

In the dilapidated camp, a group of warriors looked miserable and helpless, and surrendered one after another.

"Let's go, continue to the other warrior camps!"

Zheng Yiqing said coldly.

In one day, Zheng Yiqing's gang once again conquered two weak warrior camps, captured one or twenty warriors in one fell swoop, and ordered all the captured warriors to cut down the spirit wood and build a large spirit wood raft that was large enough to ride more than ten warriors. There were also wounded warriors who were sent to find herbs, gather food, and weave sails for spirit rafts.

Although the warriors were resentful, their strength was too weak, and they could only become the coolies of Zheng Xiaohouye.

Island, southeast corner.

While Zheng Yiqing and the others were busy subduing other camps and building a spirit wood sailboat, Ye Mo was in the mountains and jungles, looking for healing herbs and quenching herbs.

Ye Mo counted the herbs he had just picked, two fourth-grade bitter ginseng and one second-grade snake gall grass, and sighed slightly.

"Sure enough, there are too few herbs on this island, and in the past half a month, many warriors on the island have picked them every day, and only some lowest-level herbs remain!"

Ye Mo put the few herbs he had just picked into his arms and continued to search in the dangerous deep mountains and old forests.

Now if you want to pick herbs, you have to go to dangerous places where no one dares to go.

The island is deep in the mountains and old forests, the shrubs are dense, the wild grasses and vines are crazy, it is extremely inconvenient to walk in it, pay attention to the safety of your feet, and be careful to beware of all kinds of snakes, ants and poisonous insects.

Ye Mo was climbing on the mountain wall, and suddenly saw a small cave in front of him, with traces of artificial excavation.

The entrance to the cave is about three or four feet high, and the surrounding area is covered with vines, and ordinary people will definitely not be able to detect the existence of the cave if they do not look carefully.

Ye Mo had already broken through the seventh layer of the Body Refining Period, and his eyesight was naturally not comparable to ordinary people.

"How can there be a cave in a place like this?"

Ye Mo was puzzled, climbed towards the vicinity of the cave, came to the mouth of the cave, and carefully looked at the entrance of the cave in front.

He wasn't in a hurry to get in.

At the entrance of the cave, there are a large number of weeds and vines crisscrossing the cave, and there are some cobwebs, and the cave walls are already covered with moss due to the sunshine at the mouth of the cave. There are several obvious sword marks at the entrance of the cave, which are relatively flat and obviously not naturally formed.

Ye Mo pulled out the Qingfeng Sword behind him and gently cut off a part of the vines.

"There are obvious sword marks in this cave, it must have been dug out by man, and judging from these cobwebs and moss, the people who dug the cave have not taken care of it for a long time, I am afraid that it will be at least more than a few decades, or even longer!

Ye Mo was puzzled, and used his sword to clean up the vines and weeds at the entrance of the cave.

The cave is not deep, only a few feet deep.

After the weeds and vines at the entrance of the cave were reasoned with, the light shone in, and the cave became much brighter.

The scene in the cave made Ye Mo gasp.

A humanoid skeleton in the cave.

This white bone still maintains the posture of meditating cross-legged.

Ye Mo was taken aback and jumped into the cave.

"The white bones are covered with cobwebs and dust, it seems that this person has been dead for a long time, the bones are kept intact, there is not the slightest sign of damage, at least he is also a peerless martial artist, only a martial artist at the peak of body refining, the blood, muscles and bones have been greatly strengthened, it is possible to be exposed to the air for such a long time without breaking!"

Ye Mo looked at this white bone carefully, there was a shallow mark on the back of the white bone's neck, but it didn't look like he had been injured by a sharp weapon, which made him incomprehensible.

"Who was he hurt by?"

Ye Mo secretly guessed in his heart.

Next to the white bones was a stone wall, on which some words were carved with sharp weapons.

"I am an immortal cultivator of the Donglai Kingdom!"