Chapter 2257 (1/2)

Until then, Fang Yun finally clearly sensed this power.

”It's not the great power of the holy way at all. It's essentially different from my decaying power. My decaying power has not only power, but also will, just like a complete person, and its anti monument power has empty power and no will, just like a zombie or dead body without thinking and mind. In the deepest part of that power, it is full of silence, just like the power dissipated after the death of ancestors , equivalent to corpse Qi. ”

”Pale hand!”

The evil spirit of the remnant tablet slowly said a word, as if it was the pronunciation of the second word of the inverse tablet.

Hearing the evil voice of the remnant monument, all ethnic groups were far away, except that the evil muddy mud was motionless and still devoured the black Baoshan.

Boom! Boom! Boom

Just listen to the sound of giant objects coming out of the water rapidly from the edge of fangyunshan island. A pale giant hand rises from below on all sides of the mountain island.

The palm of each giant hand is a hundred feet long. The surface of the giant hand is a thin layer of white skin wrapped with bones, and the bones inside are cyan, which makes the eight dry giant hands look more strange. The nails of each finger are very sharp and dark as ink. The most terrible thing is that there are black faces in the dark nails.

Under the giant hand are skinny arms. Each arm has a black strange pattern, like a mysterious tattoo.

After the eight giant hands rose to half air, they suddenly grabbed Fang Yun at the same time. Their sharp nails pierced the air and made a grand scream.

Each hand is like a mountain, and each hand is like a sky.

”That's good.” Fang Yun said, and the flow under his feet suddenly shook his body gently, and suddenly increased to a hundred feet. He swept his tail and bit his teeth, and tried his best to resist the eight pale giant hands.

”It's a nearly complete imperial skeleton!”

”No wonder you dare to shout in front of the Jedi evil spirits. However, the imperial skeleton is not a real emperor. Even the real Emperor may die in the hands of the Jedi evil spirits in the five realms!”

Eight giant hands attack in the sky in turn. Fang Yun and xingliu and the spirit skeleton of the eagle emperor seem to be able to cope.

The fierce spirit of the remnant tablet smiled contemptuously and said, ”this is just the beginning. Small!”

As soon as the voice fell, the light of the second reverse stele became more prosperous.

The eight giant claws have not changed, but everything in the eight giant claws, including Fang Yun, xingliu, famous generals of war poetry, family, country and world, Wentai, Wenyu and so on, are all reduced. The knife is only a quarter of the original, just like a dwarf.

Only the spark Hun Tianjian remains unchanged.

At the moment of shrinking, Fang Yun felt that all the forces in his body were ready to move and wanted to escape outward.

However, the power of family, country and the world continues to flow to prevent the passage of power.

”Eh?” those evil spirits and Holy Spirit were very curious. Unexpectedly, Fang Yun was unharmed when his pale hand changed for the first time.

”Small!”

The fierce spirit of the remnant tablet became angry and shouted again.

Fang Yun suddenly became only one tenth of the original, and all the war poetry soldiers would burst.

Suddenly, Fang Yun spewed out a lot of orange talent like a leaky balloon.

There are so many talents in vitro that they condense into fog, and the total amount is almost equal to all the talents of a great Confucian in the three realms.

”No talent, I see what you take to fight me! Little!” the fierce spirit of the murderous stele suddenly shouted.

The brilliance on the surface of its bones completely disappeared, there were small cracks on the surface of its bones, and the broken reverse monument expanded a circle.

Fang Yun instantly reduced to one twentieth of the original, and the whole person was less than three inches.

Hearing a clear sound, the broken spirit skeleton of the eagle emperor was completely broken and fried into bone powder.

That stream is worthy of being a relatively complete imperial skeleton. The body is not broken, but it begins to slowly dissipate the holy Qi.

Fang Yun is far worse than the flow. His body has been surrounded by the fog of talent. Five times the total amount of talent of great Confucianism has dispersed, and the talent that finally emerged is pale gold and blood.