After Mo Qianxun left, Fang Lie asked Mo Wanfang for several special battleship patterns.

The so-called morphological sketch refers to the appearance and internal structure sketch of the warship. It only has a general size but does not have a specific refining method.

Therefore, this kind of sketch is not a big secret, and even if it is leaked, it is not a big problem. As Elder Fang Lie is qualified to contact.

If it is the real core refining drawings, then unless the elder who is directly responsible for refining, even the head of Mo Qianxun, is not qualified to watch.

Once the entire map is controlled, the elder will be restricted from his freedom from then on. He can only act within the range of the mountain protection formation of Momen, and he cannot even contact outsiders at will. This is the biggest reliance for Momen to keep confidential secrets.

Unfortunately, even so, there are still loopholes and many secrets have been stolen.

The reason why Fang Lie asked for a sketch was because his Nether Ghost Fire Battleship had ever-changing abilities and could control it to transform into any shape, even if it could be directly transformed into a huge battleship.

However, Fang Lie did not have any full picture of the warship in his mind, so he had to have some references to make the Netherworld warship change into a relative appearance.

If it was just a hasty change and the internal chaos would be very affected, the combat power of the warship would be greatly affected. Fang Lie did not want such a mistake.

So he planned to choose several of the most classic warship forms, record them, and change them into corresponding shapes when appropriate.

In order to adapt to various different situations, the drawings requested by Fang Lie are of different sizes, with the smallest being only a dozen feet long, like a small fish that can move freely in a very narrow place, but the combat effectiveness will definitely be greatly affected.

The big ones are tens of thousands of feet tall. Even the Momen can only build one or two ships, and no matter how many, it can't be built.

However, Fang Lie can simulate it with the Nether Ghost Fire Battleship and exert extremely powerful combat power.

Generally speaking, the larger the warship, the more various offensive and defensive treasures it will be installed, and the larger the spiritual energy it will consume, the combat power will naturally be stronger.

Fang Lie's expedition to Wanxinghai this time was likely to have a great war with the sea clan. At that time, the huge warships must have been more powerful.

Then he was going to explore the ruins of the Dragon Palace. It is said that the Dragon Palace itself is in a secret territory, and the opening is definitely not big, and there will be no warships that can often be carried by thousands or tens of thousands of feet in it, so small warships have become a must-have.

It was precisely with this idea that Fang Lie asked for so many different types of warship sketches.

Mo Wanfang naturally would not make things difficult for his son-in-law. He helped him choose the best one, found it himself, and handed it to Fang Lie.

Fang Lie then talked to his father-in-law for a while, and then took his two daughters to leave.

After returning, Fang Lie went into seclusion with the two girls and studied the problem of how the Netherworld Battleship deformed.

In a blink of an eye, ten days passed. In these days, Fang Lie, Maomao and Mo Lanyun finally found the trick and successfully simulated a warship of hundreds of feet in size. The appearance and the general structure of the interior are very similar to the original version, but the combat power is much terrifying.

Not to mention the more than 2 eighth-level magic weapons on the Netherworld Battleship, just like the warship itself, all composed of high-level Netherworld ghost fire, can shoot out tentacles composed of Netherworld ghost fire, and it will burn a lot if you catch it. Even the eighth-level warship can't stand it.

The Netherworld Battleship itself is a large peak treasure, with its power as powerful as a ninth-level magic weapon. In addition, its eighth-level magic weapon equipment is afraid that its strength is almost comparable to the weakest ninth-level magic weapon.

Anyway, there are no ten or eight masters at the level of Thunder Tribulation, and this warship can handle it.

With such a treasure protecting her body, Fang Lie is very optimistic about his trip to the Dragon Palace. He is waiting for a good day after rubbing his fists and palms.

Finally, Mo Qianxun said that the energy pool needed by Fang Lie had been refined.

Fang Lie was extremely excited and took the Netherworld Battleship to the workshop to refine the factory.

As a result, Fang Lie saw a huge energy pool that was four or five hundred feet in a radius and dozens of feet thick inside. He was shocked at the time and couldn't help but say, "Is it too big? What if my warship wants to become smaller?"

"Idiot" Mo Qianxun cursed with regret: "Do you think I would not think of this? For your boy's special request, I have to refine a special space equipment and hold it."

Mo Qianxun then threw a jade ball about the size of Fang Lie and cursed with a smile: "You can put the energy pool here and provide sufficient spiritual energy. In order to allow it to withstand the terrifying spiritual energy transmission, I spent a lot of ninth-level materials to barely refine them. During the experiment, the eighth-level materials were broken by the violent spiritual energy. You kid owe me a great favor."

"Hehe, I must remember it in my heart." Fang Lie teased, and then asked: "How long can it last for the Netherworld Battleship to fully start fighting with firepower?"

"No problem for at least 2 days," Mo Qianxun said proudly.

"Why is it only twenty days?" Fang Lie frowned and said, "Isn't it half a month for me to ask?"

"Yes, how can grandpa cut corners?" Mo Lanyun also said unhappily.

"What does cutting corners mean?" Mo Qianxun shouted in anger: "Fang Lie's Netherworld Battleship is different from other eighth-level battleships. Others don't have so many eighth-level accessories. When it activates with all its strength, it consumes at least ten times the spiritual energy that others have. Even my glorious heavenly palace does not consume much. Refining such a large energy pool for him and using it on others, not to mention a month, it will be fine if it fights for two or three months in a row."

"Oh, it turns out that I wronged my grandfather." Mo Lanyun said embarrassedly.

"Hmph, a girl is outgoing" Mo Qianxun snorted coldly in dissatisfaction.

But at this moment, Fang Lie frowned and said, "Why do I think there is something wrong with this guy's size? I robbed a large number of ethereal jades from the Ximen family. How much did you use for me? Half of them were not?"

"One-third" Mo Qianxun said a little embarrassedly.

"What? Only one third?" Fang Lie said angrily: "What about the rest?"

"Of course it's my salary," Mo Qianxun said immediately: "Can I give you my half-immortal life for nothing?"

"You" Fang Lie was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

Mo Lanyun also woke up immediately and couldn't help but say, "Grandpa, you're too much, how can you do like you? The materials you have worked so hard to get, are you so embarrassed to embezzle two-thirds of them? It's so dark."

"Master, isn't this a bit too much?" Maomao also expressed dissatisfaction.

"Oh," Mo Qianxun sighed helplessly, and then smiled bitterly: "Fang Lie's Netherworld Battleship itself has the ability to fight with war. This vital energy pool is just a strategic reserve and cannot be used normally. No matter how big it is, it is a waste. But other warships of Momen are different. When you do this in the Ximen family, Momen immediately becomes the target of public criticism. Many guys who don't want to see our powerful are ready to move. I have to be on guard. That's why I have to take down your materials and upgrade the vital energy pool for other warships of the sect to increase their endurance. Fang Lie, you are also an elder. Do you think I should do this?"

Mo Qianxun took the safety of Momen as an excuse. What else could Fang Lie say? He could only smile helplessly and said, "Forget it, forgot, I can't tell you, just take it, I hope you really use it, not embezzle it."

"I'm not as rude as you think."

Seeing Fang Lie nodding in agreement, the two women didn't say anything.

Mo Qianxun then said, "Okay, leave the Netherworld Battleship, I will help you install everything, and it will be completed tomorrow. By the way, when are you planning to set off?"

"Just tomorrow, the faster the better," Fang Lie said solemnly: "I have always felt restless lately. It seems that my territory on Qingyu Island is subject to risks."

"This is also normal. Although your Qingyu Island is relatively close to the inland, if the Siren tribe is ruthless, it may even be hit on the land. A mere Qingyu Island will only become their stumbling block and may be uprooted."

"Never allow it," Fang Lie said firmly, "If you put things here, I will go and say goodbye to my family."

After saying that, Fang Lie took the two girls away.

That night, Fang Lie and his brothers and sisters had a fun party, drinking until dawn, and leaving with the two girls in the reluctant eyes of everyone.

Many younger brothers and sisters, even his Taoist soldiers, Qing Fox Demon, want to follow Fang Lie to Qingyu Island.

But they were all rejected by Fang Lie. This time it was a tragic battle. Even Fang Lie himself dared not say that he would be able to come back alive.

The strength of the sea clan is no worse than that of the human cultivators on land. Various magical powers and secret techniques and bloodline inheritance are emerging one after another. Maybe there will be strange magical powers that can break Fang Lie's immortal body.

In this case, Fang Lie did not dare to bring his younger brothers and sisters with low strength. If Maomao and Mo Lanyun had not had strong self-protection ability, he would not even want to bring these two people with him.

In short, the next morning, after Fang Lie and the two girls bid farewell to everyone, they came to the workshop. After taking the Netherworld Battleship, they flew to the teleportation array under Mo Qianxun's gaze.

At this time, Mo Qianxun's face was as deep as water, and he was no longer as free as ever. On the one hand, he was crazy refining weapons for several days and nights, which made him a little tired, but the most important thing was that he was worried about his granddaughter.

The ruins of the Dragon Palace are not good lands. They are called one of the seven Jedi, and they are definitely not famous. Many geniuses have made progress but not returned, and many of them are even masters in the late stage of the Thunder Tribulation Real Man.

In addition to the ban on the Dragon Palace itself, the threat from other human monks and demon clans is also very huge.

Anyway, on average, only three or five people came out when ten people went in.

If Mo Lanyun hadn't had the resurrected Neptune fire seed in his hands, Mo Qianxun would definitely not dare to let her follow Fang Lie.

But even so, he was still worried. After all, there was a ban on immortals in the Dragon Palace, and half immortals could be easily killed. God knew whether he could be resurrected under the ban on immortals. If not, Mo Lanyun would disappear forever.
Chapter completed!