Since his debut, Han Li has seen the methods of countless immortal cultivators.

Some were weird and bizarre, and some were powerful. Among them, the one that impressed him the most was neither the Li brothers' astonishingly powerful demonic energy, nor the mysterious and unpredictable invisible escape method of Qiong Wuji. It was the one he had seen in Yuanwu Kingdom that year.

An army of puppets for once.

The power of that one man forming an army deeply shocked his soul.

Among them, the giant tiger puppet, which was no weaker than the monks at the top of the Foundation Establishment, left a particularly deep impression on him.

Later, Lu Yunze and he annihilated the Qianzhu Cult group, and the giant tiger puppet fell into Lu Yunze's hands. Han Li felt regretful for this for a long time.

But now, the giant tiger puppet was placed in front of Han Li.

The huge head was placed on the ground, with its fangs exposed and majestic. Four huge tiger claws hung around it, and were hung up by silk threads.

The huge body in the middle was completely opened, covered with runes of various colors from the inside to the outside, as if invisible iron chains were tightly wrapped around it.

Han Li was so distressed that he took a deep breath.

"Why did you take it apart!"

The majestic giant tiger puppet in front of him was just torn into pieces, with runes flashing from time to time on the surface, and it looked extremely miserable.

Han Li looked at Lu Yunze in shock.

Why would you dismantle such a good thing? Don’t give it to me!

Lu Yunze curled his lips and said disdainfully: "What does disassembly mean? I am doing research, do you understand? Do you believe it or not? I can glue it back together in minutes..."

Han Li expressed silent condemnation to Lu Yunze with his eyes.

Lu Yunze rolled his eyes, completely ignored his gaze, took out the storage bag he just received from Han Li, and poured it down.

Various crystal stones, iron blocks, wood and other materials are spread all over the floor, exuding a trace of spiritual energy.

Although they were all ordinary refining materials, the quantity was quite large. Lu Yunze felt distressed when he thought about it. Most of the spiritual stones were lost not long after he got them.

Why can’t you spend money in the world of immortality so much?

Han Li looked away, forcing himself not to look at the miserable-looking giant tiger puppet.

"What do you want with all these materials?"

"Save your life." Lu Yunze sighed, took out another storage bag, and tipped it down.

This time there are still various kinds of weapon refining materials inside, but each one has a strong aura and exudes a faint halo, and it is obvious that the quality is far better than the materials just now.

"I asked the Hidden Moon Sect for a lot of high-end materials before. They were originally reserved for experiments on new models to confirm the final design. Now it's too late. Let's make something to save our lives first." Lu Yunze said deeply.

He sighed.

In the end, he, a stubborn man who never changed his ways, bowed to the world.

"New model?" Han Li was stunned, and two Shengli Feiyans who died heroically flashed in his mind.

"There's still a month left, is it too late?"

Han Li was still very confident in the things Lu Yunze created, even though those things were all strangely shaped, showing off the maker's abnormal mind.

But what I have to admit is that each of Lu Yunze's creations is quite powerful, enough to be used as a powerful trump card to save his life at critical moments.

"Brother, what I want to do is several times more complicated than ordinary magic weapons. Do you really think that the amount of work can be completed in a month or two?" Lu Yunze sighed, feeling slightly heartbroken.

He just wants to be a quiet guy who develops, and one day he can build a Star Destroyer, and then he can kill these bastards one by one.

Why can't they give him this chance?!

Han Li doesn't know much about things like design and creation. If possible, he prefers to go straight to whoring for free.

At the moment, he couldn't figure out what Lu Yunze was doing, so he could only ignore the topic and turned around and asked, "What are you going to do? Or the Victory Feiyan?"

"No, I now suspect that the Victory Feiyan series comes with a crash buff, which can affect me from across the world." Lu Yunze's face looked a little ugly, and even now he still feels heartbroken when he thinks about it.

Lu Yunze turned his hand, and a jade slip appeared in his hand. It was the jade slip that recorded "Dayan Jue" and "Puppet True Explanation".

"Time is tight, so I can only make something ready-made."

Han Li was stunned and asked in confusion: "Don't you have hundreds of puppets?"

"Hundreds of second-level puppets can't even make a splash on the battlefield." Lu Yunze's eyes dimmed, and the astonishing military strength of the previous demonic path flashed through his mind.

"I plan to make some level three mid-stage foundation-building puppets. These materials should be enough."

Han Li took a look at the materials on the ground. He also had the "True Puppet Solution" in his hand. He could calculate with a little calculation that these materials were enough to create dozens of level 3 puppets, almost a small army.

"What about the soul? To refine a puppet, you need to refine the soul. A third-level puppet needs at least the soul of a second-level monster to exert its power. Where did you get so many monster souls?"

Lu Yunze had no expression on his face and reached out to pat the storage bag.

A black porcelain vase about a foot long appeared in his hand.

This is the soul collecting weapon he found in the storage bag of the Li brothers. There are also dozens of foundation-building level ghosts in it.

"That's enough." Lu Yunze said calmly.

Feeling the cold ghostly aura exuding from the porcelain bottle, Han Li couldn't help but swallow, and the hairs all over his body stood up.

After subconsciously taking a step back, Han Li asked thoughtfully: "Is one month enough?"

"Isn't it enough to just follow the drawings and glue together with your hands? A month is more than enough." Lu Yunze waved his hand and said casually.

Although he didn't know what he meant by glue, Han Li probably understood it.

Next, Lu Yunze first went to Fairy Nishang to ask for a leave, on the grounds that he needed to make some preparations before the war started.

This reason was so good that Fairy Nishang agreed and handed over his work to another elder of the Hidden Moon Sect who was highly respected among the middle and low-level disciples.

It didn't take long for Han Li to be called back by Huang Maple Valley to help set up the formation and officially joined the ranks of cannon fodder on the front line.

As time passed, the atmosphere on the front line became more and more solemn. Although everyone said that they wanted to teach the devil a lesson, as the time approached, they could not help but feel nervous and scared.

Those disciples of the seven sects who had fought against the demonic path were even more unbearable. If the pill-forming monks hadn't taken a strict look, there would have been deserters at this time.

Lu Yunze's tent was banned and closed, and no one on the entire front line saw him again. As a result, some bad rumors began to spread among the foundation building disciples on the front line, and as time went by, they gradually began to become more and more serious.

A month passed by in this solemn and depressing atmosphere.

On this day, a black light streaked across the sky. It was intercepted by the smooth old man from Lingshou Mountain who was inspecting the camp.

Half a day later, a piece of news spread throughout the front lines.
Chapter completed!