In Fang Yu's eyes, the so-called twelve-winged master gods, the so-called temples of gods... are of the same nature as the original Daokong.

Calling himself the immortal above the Taoist Kong, he built a half-spirited world similar to the immortal world...

The source of everything is still in the mysterious holy academy.

These creatures who claim to be immortals and gods... have entered the Holy Academy and saw some scenes that they had never seen before in the Holy Academy.

Therefore, they call themselves immortals and self-proclaimed gods in today's world.

"Holy Academy..."

Fang Yu's eyes were stern.

After experiencing so many things, he discovered that the source of everything...it is likely from the Holy Academy.

However, he had personally entered the Holy Academy, but he obtained very little information.

What does the real holy academy... really exist?

"Will you kneel down when you see the god?"

Fang Yu was still thinking, but suddenly a cold and majestic voice sounded in the hall.

This sound was like thunder, forcibly poured into Fang Yu and Honglian's ears.

Fang Yu had no reaction, but Honglian's body shook.

While hearing the sound, the pressure around him increased exponentially again.

Honglian gritted her teeth, and her wings on her back buoyed, barely maintaining her body shape.

The entire hall was filled with sacred power... and there was an extremely faint but real yin and cold aura.

This aura seems to come from behind the giant shadow.

Fang Yu looked at the giant shadow in front of him, raised his lips and smiled, "I said that your rules... can only bind your subordinates, not me."

"Fang Yu... Your sin is so profound that you just go to hell... you can't wash it. I will separate your soul in the temple, nail it to the pillar of shame, and use time to wash your sins." The tone of the twelve-wing Lord God could not hear the fluctuations of emotion.

"It's not easy, you can talk about sins?" Fang Yu sneered and said.

The twelve-winged Lord God was silent.

"KaKaKa..."

At this time, the statues located on both sides of the hall actually started to rotate!

The giant shadows that were originally facing the front now turned to Fang Yu.

Many statues of gods were shaking, but the original gray-white material was shining with silver light!

"bass……"

At this moment, these statues seemed to be given life!

"The gods obey the orders and judge this ordinary person for me."

The giant shadow of the main god in front made a thick sound.

"Bang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the many statues in the hall... immediately released an extremely terrifying aura.

The light shining from these statues is also extremely dazzling.

Honglian in the sky looked solemn.

Because she could feel the aura of these suddenly revived statues... each one was not weaker than the Ten-winged God Envoy outside just now.

And the number of these god statues in the hall... is at least sixty.

"bass……"

These statues burst out with extremely majestic sacred power.

But this sacred power is flawed, far less than the sacred power released by the divine dragon or the phoenix.

However, in terms of strength... it is still stronger than other various energy sources.

“Buzz…”

Many statues of gods in the hall were shaking, as if they were in a state of recovery.

"boom!"

However, in the next second, a devastating power suddenly appeared in the hall!

This power directly hits more than a dozen god statues on the left, detonating the vast magic energy!

In the face of this sudden burst of power, these statues of gods that were still in a state of recovery... all exploded.

Honglian turned her head and looked at Fang Yu.

Only then did she realize that Fang Yu's hand was actually holding a cannon!

Double roast cannons!

The cannon flashed with light intertwined by gold and silver, and there were residual energy fluctuations from the dark gun mouth, which looked extremely terrifying.

Honglian was still stunned, but Fang Yu's muzzle had turned to where she was.

“Get out of here.”

Fang Yu opened his mouth to remind him.

Honglian came to her senses and immediately left the place.

"boom!"

At this time, the cannon in Fang Yu's hand was bombarded again.

The golden "cannonball" blew towards the more than a dozen god statues behind the Honglian, causing another deafening sound.

The violent power exploded in the temple.

The position directly hit by the shells not only did the statue explode, but even the floor with a dazzling divine light shone.

Fang Yu's two cannons in a row directly destroyed nearly thirty statues on the left side of the hall.

Then, he turned around and pointed his muzzle at the statue on the right.

Perhaps after these statues revived, they could burst out with extremely strong energy. Perhaps... they could bring some fun to Fang Yu.

But unfortunately, Fang Yu is not in the mood to play with them now, just want to quickly resolve the battle.

"boom!"

The muzzle aimed at the many statues on the right, and another shot was bombarded.

"bass!"

This time, the Twelve Wings Lord obviously did not intend to let Fang Yu easily destroy these god statues.

A glass-like curtain of light fell from the sky, blocking the numerous statues of the gods.

"boom!"

The shells hit the light curtain.

The light curtain flashed, and silver light shone across the surface like waves.

"Bang……"

The terrifying power of the same level hit Fang Yu's position instead!

"It's another set of power transfer..." Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly, and he raised his right palm.

"bass!"

A red light appeared before the right palm, forming a vortex of red light.

Great Spirit-Devouring Art!

"Swoosh..."

The power that rebounded hit the huge red light vortex and was completely absorbed!

If it were other creatures, even if they mastered the Spirit-Devouring Art, they would not dare to use the Spirit-Devouring Art to absorb such terrible power.

Because no one's meridians can withstand such a large amount of true qi pouring in in a short period of time.

But for Fang Yu... this is a piece of cake.

The Spirit-Devouring Art blocked the body, transforming the rebounded power into true qi and returning to Fang Yu's body.

In this way, the power of the shot just now... was reclaimed by Fang Yu.

The blocking of the light curtain has bought time for the many statues behind it.

"boom……"

Above the remaining thirty statues, phantoms appeared.

These phantoms are relatively vague, but they can still barely see their appearance.
To be continued...