"Ah~~~~~~~~" Yang Fan let out a terrible cry that was not like the voice of the human world, hoarse like an old ape crying blood.

His black hair turned white in the snap of his fingers.

His body was withered, fashionable and old, and he instantly changed from a young man to an old man who was about to rot.

"It's terrifying, it's taking .................. life"

"There is a mysterious and strange power, no one can survive, even the old emperor of Zhongzhou has fallen because of this"

Many people saw this scene and were talking about it.

Ying Huang Dao stood above the Nine Heavens, holding the ancient Ascending Dragon Sword, he looked at this scene with a cold and ruthless expression, and there was only coldness in his heart.

The strange and mysterious power came from all directions, taking away the breath of life, which was to seize Yang Fan's life power.

Life passed too much, and Yang Fan only looked at his withered body with deep despair and unwillingness.

"Why is this happening? I'm not reconciled~~~~~~~" He rushed forward, but his body was getting worse and worse, and he could barely walk.

The strange power poured into his body, causing Yang Fan's body to wither, lose the vitality of life, his white hair was scattered, his eyes were deeply sunken, and he was old and weak.

This is a poignant picture of a teenager aging and coming to the end of his life.

Buzz~~~~ The Heaven Swallowing Divine Skill automatically started working at this moment, trying to resist the invasion of that terrifying and strange power, but everything was fruitless, and that power poured into the body silently, and it couldn't be stopped at all.

Hahahaha~~~~ Yang Fan looked up to the sky and smiled, the voice was terrible, like a crow neighing.

He didn't even have the strength to lift his feet, his eyelids were fighting, drowsy, and he couldn't hold on.

Seeing that Yang Fan was about to fall to the ground, all of a sudden, the Lich Jade Talisman trembled slightly, and a cool meaning enveloped his whole body, making Yang Fan's drowsy spirit recover a little.

"Lich Jade Talisman ............" Yang Fan's expression was shocked, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he quickly took out the Lich Jade Talisman and held it in his mouth.

The cool power flowed out and swept through the whole body, making Yang Fan feel a lot better.

But it can't cure the root cause, and it still can't resist the invasion of that strange force, it just slows down time.

"I'm going to get out of this Death Jedi..."Yang Fan raised his feet and walked towards the depths.

His back was withered, and it was very difficult for him to walk, but he was very determined.

With great difficulty, he lifted his feet and walked towards the depths step by step.

Boom~~~~~~~ suddenly a violent wave sounded, like a big wave sweeping the sand from the depths of the magic mountain.

Yang Fan was rushed out by that force and fell heavily to the ground, his old body almost shattered.

"I want to snatch a little bit of life from the sky" Yang Fan looked up to the sky and roared, got up from the ground with difficulty, and walked forward again.

This process was very poignant, he walked forward step by step, and every time he took more than ten steps, a terrifying force would flip him out, and the cultivators outside were moved.

"The Death God and Demon Mountain is a cursed place, and there is an inviolable will in it, even if he persists, he will still succeed" Many people held regrets and sympathized with Yang Fan.

"Hahahaha.................." Yang Fan was once again swept out by a force, he struggled to get up, smiling miserably, and the golden battle blood sprinkled the sky, dyeing the sky red.

The strange power is getting stronger and stronger, invading, Yang Fan feels that his life and consciousness are about to leave his body at this moment, and endless unwillingness is born in his heart.

The Lich Jade Talisman seemed to be connected to Yang Fan's mind, and at this moment, he trembled violently, escaping a cool aura that allowed Yang Fan to maintain the last trace of clarity.

Yang Fan shouted the Lich Jade Talisman, wanting to snatch a trace of life from the sky.

He walked forward step by step, and at this moment, a strange tune suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

The tune seems to have a hypnotic effect, and it seems to have an endless magical power, to pull the soul into the nine hells.

It was an ancient magic song, like it came out of hell.

From far to near, in the end, everyone around the Death God and Demon Mountain heard it.

"Requiem, it's a requiem"

"The legendary Requiem sounded"

Many cultivators' faces changed miserably and shouted loudly.

"Look, he can't hold on, the requiem sounds, it's the messenger of hell who summons the souls of the deceased to return to the Nine Shadows" Someone shouted loudly pointing at the crumbling Yang Fan.

Yang Fan felt a cold aura sweeping over.

It was as if the sound from the Nine Hells had reached my ears, distant, cold, deep and desperate.

He had heard this kind of tune before, in the tomb of the ancient gods and demons, the conjuring song sounded, and the young man who talked eloquently about the mountain of gods and demons of death turned into a monster and disappeared without a trace.

..................The eerie laughter resounded in his ears, and the cold breath came to his face.

Yang Fan was drowsy and was going to fall down after all.

"If you want to take your life from the sky, you ............will fail after all," Yang Fan roared sadly, and he was about to fall to the ground.

Suddenly, a supreme treasure on his body emitted immeasurable divine light.

The demon slayer took the initiative to fly out,. Suspended above Yang Fan's head, an old monk sat cross-legged in the golden light, reciting ancient Buddhist words, and for a while, the sky was full of flowers, and the ground was full of golden lotus.

The cold breath came and went quickly, and disappeared in an instant, and Yang Fan's spirit was much better.

He walked forward step by step, and his spirit became trance-driven, which was an instinctive drive.

The Lich Jade Talisman that Yang Fan held in his mouth escaped and poured into Yang Fan's body with cool power, allowing Yang Fan to regain his vitality and his body glow with new vitality.

He walked forward with instinct, and there was a strange power condensation in front of him that rushed towards Yang Fan, and the demon-subduing light was magnificent, and the endless Buddha light shrouded him, resisting the impact of that terrifying power.

But that kind of power is really too terrifying, and the more you resist, the stronger it becomes, turning into a vast sea and pushing forward.

It was an attack that was almost like a fusion Dao, destroying everything, and there was an aura of silence swirling in it, and endless dead qi rose to the sky, drowning the eternal heavens.

"Nan Wu Amitabha" in the face of this terrible power, the old monk sitting cross-legged suddenly stood up, he folded his hands, shouted loudly to chant the Buddha's name, at this moment the image of the old monk is extremely real, is a thin old monk, there are ten circles of light behind the head, sacred and serene, at a glance is the enlightened monk.

The terrifying force quickly retreated, Yang Fan walked forward step by step, and finally left the terrifying area, he sank into the mountains and forests, and fell to the ground.