In the first confrontation between Leng Ao and Xuelun, Leng Ao was suppressed and took the upper hand. The body flew upside down and smashed on the deck a few meters away, looking a little embarrassed. At the same time as the two were fighting, at the top of the Tiandi No. 2 battleship, in a small room, a middle-aged woman was sitting cross-legged, and then her eyes opened suddenly, her face was a little solemn, and when she looked closely, she found that this middle-aged woman only had one eye, and the other eye was covered with an eye patch.

"Someone actually used source power on a battleship?"

This person said lightly, and then his figure disappeared out of thin air.

Above the deck where Leng Ao and them were fighting, on the steel cable pulling the canvas, a figure appeared out of thin air, it was the middle-aged woman just now. He didn't make a move, just quietly watched everything that happened below.

At the same time as this person appeared, several butterflies were flying in the dark night, constantly hovering over Tiandi No. 2. Several butterflies are all black, which is simply integrated with the night, and ordinary people can't see it at all. I'm also watching the situation below.

Leng Ling saw that Leng Ao was invincible, and immediately rushed forward, and the eight source gates around him unfolded, and the source power surged, punching towards Xuelun.

Although Xuelun had just collided with Leng Ao, it seemed that he had no consumption at all, and in the face of Leng Ling's attack, his body tilted slightly, flashing the full force. The right hand was picked up and punched out with one palm, right in Leng Ling's shoulder. Leng Ling's throat was salty, but he was forcibly suppressed, and the blood and qi in his body were a little tumbling. Leng Ling, who suffered a palm, also flew out upside down and landed beside Leng Ao.

Leng Ling's waist moved, his body quickly bounced up, and he wanted to rush up to fight with Xuelun again, but a big hand suddenly grabbed him from behind, Leng Ao pulled Leng Ling while saying: "Leng Ling, this is a matter between me and him, I will solve it myself"

When Leng Ling heard this, he immediately took a step and retracted it again. Seeing that Leng Ling was not in front of him, Leng Ao immediately occupied his body and said, "Blood Lun, your source technique is different from before, but I didn't expect that after the defeat, you have been cultivating stunts.

Xuelun smiled faintly and said, "Seeing that you have a child, I will let you go today." The figure moved, with both hands on the fence, flipped over, and disappeared into the night in a few blinks. Leng Ao hurriedly rushed up, looked around, and sighed.

Leng Ling asked, "Where did he go?"

"I guess I'm gone for the time being, and I won't come back for a while."

Unable to find Xuelun, Leng Ao and the others did not stay too long, but went directly back to their room to rest. The butterflies that were flying spun around, not knowing what they were thinking, and then flew off into the distance, fanning their wings. The figure standing on the tightrope, looking at nothing else below, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and immediately wanted to turn back, but his face was pale. Because those butterflies stirred their wings, causing a slight vibration in the air, which he sensed.

"Hmph, don't want to escape"

With a cold snort, he immediately raised his hand and slashed towards the air in the night.

"Ahh

A scream came out in the night, faint but clearly audible, and at the same time as the scream was heard, a butterfly fell from the sky and into the sea. The other butterflies looked at each other, and then flew off into the distance.

"Hmph, I actually ran a few of them"

The middle-aged woman said reluctantly, wanting to go back to rest, but found that another figure appeared on the deck. I'm working hard to practice boxing. When I looked closely, I realized that it was Leng Ling. It turned out that he didn't go back to rest, and after Leng Ao fell asleep, he came out again and continued to cultivate, hoping to open the Ninth Source Gate as soon as possible. The middle-aged woman looked at the young man not far below and smiled slightly. said lightly: "This kid is interesting." In the next moment, it disappeared out of thin air. In the dark night, only Leng Ling's thin figure remained, and only the sound of his fists accompanied him.

"Bang" "Bang" ・・・・・・

Dawn drove away the night as usual, the sun gradually rose, and above the vast sea, a large ship was moving rapidly, the sea breeze came and went, and the waves came one after another. On the mast at the top of the Tiandi No. 2 battleship, the sail was already propped up, and the sea breeze pushed the ship forward, and at the same time blew it loudly, as if the horn of war had been blown. At the lowest end of the mast is a large square, usually used for gathering, and to the southeast of the main square, there is a staircase. At this moment, there were many figures standing in the square, some of them had already formed a square formation, and some were still running over, and if you looked closely, Leng Ling and Leng Ao were also among them.

In this way, after another half hour or so, the people on the entire Heaven and Earth No. 2 battleship were gathered. Meng Yunran, the leader of the last detachment, led a squad of nearly 100 people to run over, and shouted to the steps in the center of the battleship: "Captain, the first and second columns are finished, there should be 300 people, but there are 300 people, please instruct." The voice is loud and powerful, and when you hear it, you know that you have been trained many times.

It was the first time Leng Ling had come into contact with such a ritual, and he stood quietly watching from the side, and a ranger named Lei Yi next to him complained with some dissatisfaction: "It's finally finished, I've been waiting for almost an hour, this weather, it's really not suitable for waiting" Although the voice was very small, it still clearly reached Leng Ling's ears. Just after Lei Yi's words fell, Meng Yunran seemed to hear something, and his eyes immediately projected to this side, looking at Leng Ling and their area carefully, his face was extremely solemn. Leng Ling also noticed Meng Yunran's gaze, but he didn't speak, so he wasn't afraid of anything, and still maintained a standing posture. But Lei Yi's face was not very good, and when he noticed Meng Yunran's gaze, he immediately shut up, his face was still a little red, for fear that Meng Yunran would find out that he was talking.

Meng Yunran's gaze swept over everyone, and he didn't say anything, then turned his head again, and focused all his attention on the middle steps.

"Knock," "knock," "knock・・・・・・

A heavy footstep came from the top of the steps, and everyone immediately cast their eyes on the steps, only to see there, a figure in white armor was walking towards everyone, and the armor flashed dazzling white light in the sunlight, making people dare not look directly. The footsteps were getting closer, and everyone could finally see the faces of the visitors. Beneath the white armor is a middle-aged woman with a natural beauty, tall and tall, and the tight armor wraps her charming curves.