It was Han Muye who asked them to lead the formation, so naturally he had to bring them back.

After he finished speaking, his body flew out directly.

The God-Slaying War Puppet followed closely behind, covering his body with a suit of armor.

Puppet Master, Armor Master!

Unconsciously, everyone turned to look at He Yangsun, who was also controlling the battle puppet.

What is the relationship between this person and Senior Brother Han?

"Defense, wait for senior brother to return!" He Yang shouted in a low voice, then held a long knife in his hand and stood on the fortification.

Others quickly jumped into the fortifications.

A ball of golden flame in Feng Jiutian's hand also stood on the fortification.

He glanced at He Yang beside him.

He didn't believe that He Yang could compete with him without a battle puppet and a battle armor.

Ahead, Han Muye has found two weapon refiners.

"Brother, we're only a little bit away. I, I can't give up." A weapon refiner looked pale and growled through gritted teeth.

He pulled golden streams of light in his hands and ran quickly.

Above the sky, three black shadows swooped down.

Level nine alien beast!

Han Muye's eyes revealed murderous intent.

The God-Slaying War Puppet moved and slashed down with his long sword.

"Stab-"

Three level nine beasts, cut in two with one sword!

The blood spilled stained the surrounding world.

"Hurry up." Han Muye said calmly.

The two weapon refiners were stunned for a moment, then quickly led Liuguang towards the ridge of No. 14.

Han Muye glanced over and looked to the other side. A shadow had quietly fallen and pounced behind a weapon refiner.

He hummed, and a bolt of lightning struck out from his armor.

"boom--"

The body of a holy phantom cheetah appeared behind the weapon refiner who was pulling the power of the formation with all his strength, and then was wrapped in lightning and turned into nothing.

The weapon refiner turned around with a pale face and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Han Muye.

"Let's go." Han Muye raised his hand and pulled the formation over there.

After walking around for a while, Han Muye brought the eight weapon refiners and formations back to Ridge No. 14.

At this time, above the sky, the trial judges could no longer stop those strange beasts.

The overwhelming alien beasts broke through the battle net formed by the judges, and then rushed towards the mountains below.

"kill--"

Holding a long knife, He Yang and Sun Fei rushed towards the flying beast.

Feng Jiutian's eyes flashed with flames, and he rushed over.

He didn't believe that He Yang, without armor or puppets, could be stronger than him.

Below, Han Muye, who returned to the fortifications, turned his head, looked calm, looked at everyone, and said: "I will preside over the formation and leave the battle puppets to your control."
Chapter completed!