While Feng Yu was fighting with the mechanical puppet, Yun Xiaoran and Zuo Zhaoyan's eyes flashed with excitement! If Feng Yu could be killed, Yun Qingyu would definitely be no problem!

And Gong Yiming is not having a good time.

The old man with white hair was puzzled: "Why should we throw our weapons over too?"

"It's a good idea. But will Yun Qingyu collect evil and magic weapons?" Gong Yiming supported his chin with one hand.

The old man with gray hair: "..."

"Then why don't you just give up these magic weapons?" An evil cultivator made a weak suggestion.

Gong Yiming glanced at him coldly, his voice as feminine and bizarre as a ghost: "How can I spit out what the sect leader has accepted? Set up a formation!"

"The Master of the Sect..." The old man with white hair hesitated.

"Hmph, useless guy, so what if I donate some blood to the revival of my Blood Flame Sect?" Gong Yiming said coldly, his voice as if it was a ghost.

"Yes!" The evil cultivator of the Blood Flame Sect did not dare to anger Gong Yiming, and they dripped blood from the six-star formation set up by the white-haired old man.

And those evil practitioners also aged a lot in an instant.

Blood stained the formation light red, and the mechanical puppets were trapped in the formation!

At this time, Feng Yu had already set up a formation around the giant mechanical puppet with his speed as if he was like a wind shadow, completely trapping the giant machinery.

Yun Xiaoran sneered: "Feng Yu is really overestimating his abilities! He thought that a mere spiritual trapping array could trap mechanical puppets?"

Zuo Zhaoyan couldn't help but say contemptuously: "Silly! Do you want to fight for trapping beasts?"

However, at this time, Feng Yu was alone in the formation, with deep eyes staring at the mechanical puppet coldly, with all the arrogant arrogance in his eyes.

He put away his long sword with his backhand, raised his hand and waved his sleeve to take out the gilded array pen. The hook pen is an indispensable thing for every formation master!

At this moment, Feng Yu held a hooked array pen in his hand, wearing a white dress, like a banished immortal. He was moving quickly on the mechanical puppet. His speed was extremely fast, so fast that it was dazzling. From afar, Yun Qingyu and others could only see clearly the formation luster, and a snow-white stream of light flashed across.

But as the white streamer passed by the mechanical puppet, the shining spirit nails fell one by one, and then the mechanical blocks on the mechanical puppet fell down one by one.

"What's the situation?!" Yun Qingqing couldn't help but exclaim when she saw the falling spirit nails: "Is Feng Yu a weapon refiner?" Why didn't she know!

"Yu is not a weapon refiner." Gu Ling said lightly.

Chu Xuanye also nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, I have known Feng Yu for so many years, but I have never seen him refining weapons. I have never even dismantled the machinery."

"It's always broken directly," Gu Ling added.

"By the way, it's not just the weapon refiners who can dismantle machinery. You, girl, aren't you..." When Chu Xuanye said this, Gu Ling suddenly realized it!

He looked at Yun Qingyun and said firmly: "Feng Yu's method of dismantling the machinery is exactly the same as yours."

"What?!" Yun Qingxu widened his eyes and looked at Gu Ling, and then looked at Feng Yu. She had no spiritual power, so she could only see the spirit nails falling like rain and the spiritual light flashing like stars.

So, Cao Gu Ling and Chu Xuanye said this, this jade fox was the method of dismantling the machinery before, and after reading it, he learned it?!

Monster! Even Yun Qingyu couldn't help but be impressed. You know, she had no talent for refining weapons in Penglai before, but Mu Hua forced her to learn to dismantle machinery, but she learned it for three years! But just the previous one, she learned it for three days!

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There will be an update tonight~
Chapter completed!