Other than that, there is no other feeling.

"impossible……"

The twelve-winged lord retreated feebly, all the strength in his body gone.

It couldn't even hold on to the staff in its hand, so it let go and fell.

Fang Yu immediately reached out and grabbed the staff.

The magic stone on the top of the staff no longer shines brightly.

The holy light that filled the surrounding area quickly dissipated.

The body of the Twelve-Winged Lord God also took a few steps back while staring at Fang Yu.

"You...you are..." The Twelve-Winged Lord stared at Fang Yu, his tone was extremely shocking, as if he wanted to say something.

But the next second.

"Wow..."

Its body turned into gravel and began to float away, turning into countless blood-red dust.

Even the body of the staff in Fang Yu's hand had dissipated, leaving only the silver-colored magic stone that fell into his hand.

This huge Dharma stone is a bit hot to handle.

Fang Yu held it in his hand and looked ahead, but there was no one there.

The so-called Twelve Winged Lord God, who was originally so powerful and powerful, just disappeared into the air and became extinct in the world.
Chapter completed!