On the aircraft carrier where the inspection group assembled, Ying Long walked to the side of the deck with two of his subordinates, stood in place and waited for the reception staff to arrange a cabin for them.

Ying Long's gaze swept over the crowd of people on the deck, and snorted coldly: "Are these people all going to the New World, how can there be so many!"

The masked woman in the back let out a burst of laughter: "This is a new continent that appeared out of thin air, who doesn't want to join in the fun~"

Ying Long turned his head and glanced at the woman: "Wild rat, we are not here to join in the fun this time!"

It turned out that this masked woman was one of the twelve leaders of the Participation Association, and she had been active in South America.

The wild rat whistled with a nonchalant look, and his slender body began to writhe with the rhythm: "Okay boss, but we can treat this exploration as a grand party, let's enjoy the carnival~"

"Wild rats. ”

The cold sheep on the side suddenly spoke, interrupting the hand of the wild rat and dancing: "This is not South America, don't be too presumptuous, otherwise the boss will start a fire, and you won't have good fruit to eat!"

This sentence seemed to be effective, and the absurd rat immediately stopped dancing: "Okay, the boss has the final say~"

However, she still added in a low voice: "After staying in South America for a few months, why are you still so cold, can't the enthusiasm of South America infect you~"

Han Yang snorted coldly: "For people whose hearts are dead, any enthusiasm is meaningless!"

"Enough!"

Ying Long opened his mouth to interrupt the quarrel between the two, and then reached out and clenched his fists, a trace of murderous aura flashed on his face: "The underground ruins of Siberia have failed, but I believe that there must be something I want on this continent that suddenly appeared! There must be something on this continent that allows me to break through the limits of martial arts!"

"When I break through the limit of martial arts, it will be Lin Yu's death ......"

Ying Long's face was hideous, and the more he spoke, the more excited he became, and suddenly he sighed, and his body trembled violently and began to tremble violently.

"The boss is sick. ”

The wild rat on the side moved extremely fast, took out a silver injection from his waist with one hand, stabbed Ying Long's neck with a pop, and then injected all the medicine inside into Ying Long's body.

"Hmm-mm-mm——!"

Ying Long let out an intermittent deep groan, and the muscles all over his body continued to erupt, like countless rats swimming under his skin, and the cold sheep on the side quietly retreated two steps back, as if he was extremely afraid of Ying Long in this state.

At the beginning, Ying Long was seriously injured by Lin Yu with flames in Siberia, and then was pierced through the heart by Tang Jiu's sword, which was already a certain death, but was saved by Han Yang with the Devil's Nightmare Elixir in the experimental stage.

Although the Devil Pill has a huge strengthening effect on the body, it has a strong destructive effect on the brain, so Ying Long picked up a life, but from time to time he would fall ill and fall into a state of epilepsy.

When he was in South America, Ying Long had already fallen ill several times, and as a result of his madness, the medical staff around him were killed and injured, so now no one dares to follow him, leaving only the two masters of the wild mouse and the cold sheep.

The wild rat didn't look scared, and reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Boss, hold on a little longer, and the tranquilizer will soon take effect." ”

Indeed, as the barren rat said, Ying Long's deep groan gradually stopped, and his body no longer trembled.

"Lin Yu ——!"

Ying Long raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot: "This is all caused by you! I must kill you——!"

The wild rat shook his hand and threw the empty needle tube into the sea outside the side of the boat: "Don't be excited, boss, take risks first, take risks~"

At this time, a soldier from United International walked up to them: "Several, your identities have been checked, let me take you to the cabin to rest." ”

The absurd mouse waved his hand: "Thank you, do you have time for the handsome guy in the evening, how about having a meal together?"

The cold sheep on the side snorted: "Wild rat!"

The wild rat shrugged: "Can't you make an appointment, forget it, go to the cabin~"

The soldier was a little embarrassed, turned around and made a gesture of please: "Everyone, please come with me." ”

When Ying Long and the others left, on the watchtower on the high place, Tang Jiu always watched intently as the three of them left the deck and entered the lower cabin.

The eighth junior brother on the side sighed: "That big man...... What's going on?"

Tang Jiu reached out and touched his chin: "He was stabbed through the heart by my sword, it stands to reason that he should be cold, I don't know how he survived, but it doesn't seem to be very good." ”

"I'm still kind, let him soar as soon as possible, away from pain~"

Ouyang Yunyi on the side grinned: "Miss Tang, I said that I would send someone to monitor them, try not to cause a commotion!"

Ying Long and his party appeared, which surprised Tang Jiu.

Tang Jiu sighed: "You also underestimate me too much, with my ability, you quietly killed a few of them, how could it cause a commotion." ”

Unexpectedly, the eighth junior brother on the side suddenly dismantled the stage: "You can't do it, those three people...... It's all amazing!"

Tang Jiu sighed again, but he knew that Xiao Ba was right, Ying Long's own cultivation had reached the peak of martial arts, and if he went head-to-head, Tang Jiu was not sure that he could defeat him, not to mention that he was followed by two masters of the Grandmaster Realm.

Tang Jiu sighed and sighed: "It seems that you have to wear a mask, otherwise it will be bad if you are recognized by Ying Long." ”

Ouyang Yun snorted: "You can rest assured of this, as long as I am here, no one will dare to touch a single hair of the two of you!"

The eighth junior brother on the side suddenly spoke: "The dean was also once, in the council?"

Tang Jiu's face changed, this was a memory she didn't want to remember: "That's right, that old fool went to the union to be the head of the association, and stayed under the Siberian ground for more than ten years, shame!"

The eighth junior brother snorted and clenched his fists slightly.

His dragon-like style was taught by the Dean when he left the Inner Court fifteen years ago, and he has not seen the Dean since.

The eighth junior brother has always wanted to find an opportunity to show his teacher that he has achieved success in his studies, but unfortunately now that the dean Tang Yan is dead, his hope is no longer possible.

At this time, an officer walked up to the watchtower and came to Ouyang Yun to salute a military salute: "Sir, the last batch of reserved planes has arrived, and three thousand and sixty-four members of the delegation have arrived, and the remaining thirty have decided to abandon this expedition." ”

Ouyang Yun nodded, and looked down at the planes on the deck that kept taking off and leaving: "Everyone has arrived, I hope this operation can be smooth sailing." ”

The officer sighed: "Sir, the opinion of the surveillance group is that the people have arrived and they can set off now." ”

Tang Jiu sighed: "Who is the surveillance group?"

Ouyang Yun sighed slightly: "It was the representatives sent by several leading countries who, in the name of the Staff Committee, monitored and clamped down on my command. ”

Tang Jiu sighed: "That's easy, I'll help you throw them all into the Pacific Ocean when it's dark." ”

Ouyang Yun smiled bitterly, then looked straight and looked at the officer in front of him: "Order the entire fleet to pull anchor and set sail, maintain cruising speed, and set off for the southern target land!"