Until now, Fang Yun could finally sense this power clearly.
"That is not the mighty power of the Saint Dao, it is fundamentally different from my power of decay. My power of decay not only has power, it also has willpower, like a complete person. But its power of reverse stele only has power and no willpower, like a zombie without thoughts or brains. In the deepest part of that power, it is filled with a deathly still aura, like the power dissipated after the ancestors died, it is equivalent to corpse qi. "
"Pale hands!"
The remnant monument evil spirit's consciousness slowly said a word, it seemed to be the pronunciation of the second word of reverse stele.
Hearing the remnant monument evil spirit's voice, the various races moved further away, only the evil spirit, the turbid mud, did not move, it was still devouring the black treasure mountain.
Boom! Boom! Boom … …
The sound of a huge creature rushing out of the water could be heard from the edge of Fang Yun's mountain island, there was a pale white giant hand rising from all eight directions of the mountain island.
Every giant hand was 300 meters long, the surface of the giant hand was covered with a thin layer of white skin covering the bones, and the bones inside were greenish blue, making the eight withered giant hands look even weirder. Every fingernail was extremely sharp, as black as ink, the most terrifying thing was, there was a black ghost face faintly discernible within the black fingernails.
Below the giant hands were skinny arms, every arm had a strange black pattern, like a mysterious tattoo.
After the eight giant hands rose into the air, they suddenly grabbed at Fang Yun at the same time, the sharp fingernails pierced through the air, giving off a loud whistling sound.
Each hand was like a huge mountain, and each hand was like a piece of sky.
"Not bad." After Fang Yun finished speaking, Xing Liu's body suddenly shook lightly, instantly expanding to 300 meters, sweeping its tail and gritting its teeth, resisting the eight giant pale hands with all its strength.
"It is an almost complete emperor's skeleton!"
"No wonder it dares to be so arrogant in front of an absolute land evil spirit. However, the emperor's skeleton is not a true emperor, even if it is a true emperor, it can still die in the hands of a five realm absolute land evil spirit! "
The eight giant hands took turns to attack in the sky, Fang Yun, Xing Liu and that eagle emperor's skeleton seemed to be able to handle it.
The remnant monument evil spirit laughed in disdain, "This is only the beginning. Small! "
As soon as he finished speaking, the second inscription shone even brighter.
The eight giant claws didn't change, but everything within the eight giant claws, including Fang Yun, Xing Liu, Zhan Shi, the famous generals, Family and the World, Wen Tai, Wen Yu, and so on, had all shrunk. Xiao Dao was only a quarter of his original size, like a dwarf.
Only the Starfire Spherical Sky Mirror remained unchanged.
The moment he shrunk, Fang Yun felt all the power in his body become restless, wanting to spread out.
However, the power of the country and the world continued to circulate, preventing the power from dissipating.
"Eh?" Those evil spirits and holy spirits were very curious, they didn't expect Fang Yun to be unscathed by the Pale Hand's first transformation.
"Small!"
The ferocious spirit of the broken monument flew into a rage out of humiliation and shouted again.
Fang Yun instantly became one-tenth of his original size, and all the Battle Poetry Soldiers exploded.
Suddenly, Fang Yun was like a deflated balloon, spewing out a large amount of orange colored talent qi.
There was too much talent Qi that had left his body and condensed into mist. The total amount was almost equal to all the talent Qi of a Great Scholar of the Three Realms.
"Without talent Qi, let's see how you are going to fight me! Small! "The broken monument ferocious spirit suddenly shouted.
The brilliance on the surface of its bones completely disappeared, small cracks actually appeared on the surface of the bones, and the broken monument expanded by one size.
Fang Yun instantly shrunk to one-twentieth of his original size, his entire body was less than three inches.
A crisp sound rang out, and the broken Eagle Emperor's spirit skeleton completely shattered, exploding into bone powder.
That Xing Liu was indeed a relatively complete emperor's skeleton, his body didn't shatter, but it started to emit saint Qi slowly.
Fang Yun was far worse than Xing Liu, his body was already surrounded by the mist of talent Qi, five times the amount of talent Qi of the Great Scholar emitted, and the talent Qi that was emitted at the end was faintly golden and blood-red.
That broken monument ferocious spirit wasn't happy, it flew into a rage out of humiliation.
"Why are you still not dead! Why do you still have talent Qi? This is impossible! Even if you are extremely talented, and your talent Qi is ten times more than others, you should have been squeezed dry by me! "
"You want to kill me? Still not enough?" Fang Yun was like a small wooden man, but he wasn't discouraged at all.
That was because a blood-red platform appeared behind him.
With the protection of a world's power, all living things were born, and it revolved endlessly. Not only did it have a strong defensive power, it also ensured that everything about Fang Yun was intact.
"I don't believe I can't kill you!" The broken monument ferocious spirit suddenly roared.
The inscription on the third tablet shone brightly.
The Waning Spirit in the distance roared, "What are you still standing there for, run!"
Fang Yun thought it was directed at him, but the Green Sea Ferocious Spirit and Iron Desert Ferocious Spirit near the broken monument ferocious spirit suddenly fled frantically, they didn't even care about the mountain island, and only relied on their bodies to run on the sea.
Unfortunately, it was too late, the third inscription flew out of the reverse monument, and split into two, forming two grey inscriptions that went straight into the bodies of the two ferocious spirits.
The two ferocious spirits let out miserable cries, and the bones that made up their bodies quickly shrunk, and finally condensed into a bone monument.
The two bone monuments only had one inscription, and it was exactly the same as the third inscription of the broken monument ferocious spirit.
The reverse monument behind the broken monument ferocious spirit moved, and swallowed the two one-word bone monuments.
"Reverse time, return to the past!"
After the broken monument ferocious spirit finished speaking, a strong storm rose around its body, to the extent that it couldn't even stand stably, it was like an ordinary person in a typhoon, swaying, and its four legs almost flew off the ground.
The aura of the broken monument ferocious spirit of the fifth realm suddenly became faint, and its realm actually dropped to the fourth realm.
Outside Fang Yun's mountain island, a pitch-black space crack suddenly appeared, it wasn't long, only about thirty meters long, and then a grey wind blew out, blowing towards Fang Yun.
The various races that were watching the battle from afar were all shocked, because in their eyes, that wasn't wind, but time, it was time, and it was time flowing in reverse!
"It's over."
"What a pity … …"
The Waning Spirit said in a low voice, "I've seen many of my race die under the terrifying third inscription, it's completely unreasonable, and their strength and age are constantly decreasing. There's also the stronger fourth inscription, it's even more miserable. "
"This Sacred Burial Valley, in the end, belongs to the spirits of the danger zone." A ferocious spirit sighed unwillingly.
While everyone was talking, the grey wind blew on Fang Yun's body, and then … Everyone was dumbfounded.
A strange space-time distortion suddenly appeared around Fang Yun's body. The grey wind originally covered the space, but for some reason, it didn't blow on Fang Yun.
At this moment, Fang Yun was like a loach swimming in mud, he was not afraid of the grey wind at all.
Fang Yun was also slightly surprised. He originally wanted to use the Saint Soul Rune Platform to deal with it, but he didn't expect that the rusty south-pointing chariot of time that he obtained from the Dragon Gate would suddenly move, allowing him to easily dodge the attack of the third inscription, which was enough to kill an ordinary Ruler.
"Insignificant skill!" As Fang Yun spoke, his body expanded like popcorn.
The grey wind dissipated, and the eight pale hands also turned into bone fragments and scattered because they lost their support.
The broken monument ferocious spirit, which had fallen to the fourth realm, had a dull look on its face. Its originally fierce black marks and red eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist.
"Is he still human?" The Waning Spirit's eyes flickered.
"So strong? Could it be that he's the human race's Half-saint disguised as a great scholar? "A foreign race member muttered to himself.
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