With the help of the tree man, Pan Huayang's pressure was suddenly greatly reduced, and he hurriedly withdrew.

It's just that when he was about to retreat, one after another terrible and evil cries came, and they entered his sea of knowledge. Pan Huayang was caught off guard and suddenly his soul was traumatized, and his face turned pale. What frightened him even more was that there was a trace of death in this cry, which was constantly eroding his soul.

"The artistic conception of life, dispel it for me!" While protecting his soul, Pan Huayang hurriedly urged the artistic conception to expel that trace of death power from his body.

A child-like spirit stood not far away, and the cry formed a wave of sound waves, spreading out in circles and attacking Pan Huayang. In this gap, the female dead creature was killed again, and Pan Huayang resisted in a hurry, and the injuries on his body were even more serious.

Suddenly, a majestic vitality poured out of his body, forming a realm around his body, a realm of life. Suddenly, the injuries on his body recovered quickly, but his speed was not slower than Zhi Jiang Ning's recovery speed, and it was faintly faster.

But these are not the most important things, the most important thing is that the spiritual power in his body is consumed violently, and most of it has been consumed at this time.

However, at this moment, Pan Huayang suddenly discovered a detail, within his realm of life, the attacks of those dead creatures seemed to have weakened.

"Yes, the power of life and death is opposite, I only thought that my life conception was restrained by the death force here, but I forgot that my life realm can also restrain the death power of these monsters. The power of these monsters comes from the power of death, and they are naturally suppressed in the realm of my life. Pan Huayang's face showed joy, and this discovery gave him hope for life.

"Oh no! That grandson has found a way to restrain the dead creatures. Jiang Ning was shocked, and his face was ugly.

He must not let Pan Huayang go out today, otherwise all those who have a relationship with him will inevitably die.

"I hope these dead creatures will be more powerful...... Jiang Ning could only pray secretly.

He didn't dare to step forward at all, not to mention that Pan Huayang could shoot him into scum with one blow, even those dead creatures in the depths he couldn't deal with.

Time passed slowly, and Pan Huayang gradually withdrew from the depths, came to the middle position, and was still coming towards the periphery where Jiang Ning was located. Before, he couldn't restrain those dead creatures, his speed was slowed down, and he could barely move forward, but now he had a way to deal with it, constantly retreating, although the speed was not fast, but if the momentum continued, he would soon come to the periphery.

The battle continued, and Pan Huayang retreated while fighting, even though he was seriously injured, he still did not fall completely. The horror of the Purple Mansion Realm cultivator is not as simple as words, it is a real powerhouse.

"You can't get him out of the middle of the pitch, or you won't be able to kill him. Suddenly, the big knife man said a word, and turned into a gray figure and rushed towards the battlefield.

"Why?" Jiang Ning asked puzzled.

It's just that at this time, the big knife man had already rushed out and didn't answer his question.

I saw that the big knife man was holding a golden big knife, and he came to the battlefield in a few jumps, and slashed towards Pan Huayang, who was constantly retreating.

Pan Huayang had already noticed the big knife man, and immediately raised his flying sword to block. A metal collision sounded, and the flying sword in Pan Huayang's hand flashed, blocking the blow of the big knife man.

Jiang Ning didn't know where the strength of the big knife man had recovered, but at this time, he had a clear understanding of the blow. The strength of the big sword man is also between the Yuan Spirit Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm. Since he could control the power of death, and the opponent's body was not afraid of physical attacks, Jiang Ning was sure that the Broadsword Man's full strength would be comparable to those weakest Purple Mansion Realms at most.

The golden knife in the hand of the big knife man has been shrouded by the power of death, turning into a gray big knife, and when the big knife is waved, the gray death knife qi tears through the void, and the power is even better than that of other dead creatures.

It's just that after all, Pan Huayang is a strong man in the late stage of the Purple Mansion Realm, and his cultivation is quite behind, even if the big sword man goes up, he can only delay the speed of his retreat, and he can't completely stop the other party.

Time passed slowly, and a few hours were more difficult for Pan Huayang than hundreds of years before him, this was a tough battle, and it was the most dangerous desperate situation he had never experienced.

"It's finally time to get to the periphery. Pan Huayang spurted out a mouthful of blood again, looking at the periphery that was close at hand, and his face eased slightly.

When he got to the periphery, as long as he got to the periphery, he had one more hope of surviving.

"Kill!" Pan Huayang roared, lifting the little spiritual power left in his body and rushing towards the periphery frantically.

At this time, Pan Huayang was covered in blood, and his face was cut by a sword, and he was tightly glued to his body. The original white beard was now completely dyed red by his own blood, and his silver hair was even more scattered, and he was extremely embarrassed.

But despite this, he still maintains the artistic conception of life, if it were not suppressed by the artistic conception of life, he would probably have died by now.

The tree man stood in Pan Huayang's artistic conception realm, and at this time it was also in tatters, and the light on his body became more and more dim, as if it would soon shatter.

100 miles, 80 miles, 50 miles, 40 miles, 30 miles......

As they got closer and closer to the periphery, the dead creatures that were chasing from the depths became more and more crazy, even the big knife man. The screams of the spirit child grew more and more terrible and rapid, and the attacks of the man and woman became more and more frenzied. The big knife man even carried a knife in one hand and frantically attacked Pan Huayang, because his other hand had been knocked off by Pan Huayang.

"They seem to be afraid that I will enter the periphery!" Pan Huayang suddenly noticed this phenomenon.

"Can't those monsters that come out of the depths enter the periphery?" Pan Huayang was naturally not a fool if he could cultivate to the Purple Mansion Realm, and he instantly figured out the reason, but he couldn't be sure yet.

Pan Huayang discovered this, Jiang Ning naturally found out too, and now he finally understood why the big knife man said that he couldn't let the other party step out of the interrupted area.

"Burst!" Pan Huayang's eyes flickered, and he suddenly shouted.

I saw that the tree man behind him suddenly pounced violently, and those dead creatures naturally did not dodge, and at the moment when the two were about to collide, the tree man exploded violently.

Thundered...... The aftermath of the fury instantly swept away in all directions, and many dead creatures were overturned and flew backwards. And Pan Huayang took advantage of this thrust to fly directly out of the middle region and came to the outer areas.

Although Pan Huayang was sent out this time, it also caused him a lot of damage, directly causing him to squirt a few mouthfuls of blood.

The tree man was just a magic weapon, and although the power of self-explosion was strong, it didn't do much damage to these dead creatures.

After the explosion, some of the dead creatures pounced again, and those who came from the depths stood at the boundary and roared, but did not dare to step beyond the dividing line.

"Haha...... Just because you still want to stop the old man's footsteps?" Pan Huayang suddenly radiated when he saw those powerful dead creatures stop.

He didn't run away at the moment, but rushed towards those dead creatures, he wanted to vent the anger he had held in his heart before, and he wanted to kill all these dead creatures!

The big knife man in the middle got up from the ground, and was about to rush up with the knife, when he suddenly heard Jiang Ning's voice and stopped.

In this battle, Pan Huayang suffered great losses, not only was he seriously injured and dying, but also lost two powerful magic weapons, which made his heart ache, if he didn't kill all these dead creatures, he couldn't calm the hatred in his heart.

The flying sword roared back and forth, and the sword light passed, destroying everything. Compared to the dead creatures in the depths, these dead creatures in the middle region are much weaker. They are just instinctive killing, and they have not generated spiritual intelligence, even if they have the ability to reach the heavens before they are alive, they can't use it when they turn into dead creatures at this moment.

Half an hour later, thirty or forty dead creatures were strangled by him. Even the dead creatures on the periphery, as long as they were within his 100 zhang range, were all killed by him.

The realm of life unfolds, and once these dead creatures on the periphery enter it, they are immediately suppressed and unable to advance, and can only roar at the edge of the realm.

Pan Huayang looked at the dead creatures who couldn't get close to him, showing the expression of the rest of his life, lying on the ground gasping for breath, and letting the realm of life heal him. Without the threat of dead creatures, he didn't rush to leave.

At the edge of the realm, a young man who exuded a dead aura was also desperately roaring towards Pan Huayang in the center of the realm of life. Slowly, Pan Huayang closed his eyes, his whole body relaxed, after this battle, he was too tired.

However, at this moment, the young man who was full of lifeless aura disappeared in an instant, and he reappeared in the sky above Pan Huayang, and his fists surged with spiritual power, smashing towards Pan Huayang.

This young man is Jiang Ning's pants clone that condensed again, Jiang Ning stayed away from the other party as soon as Pan Huayang came to the periphery, and when he saw that the other party did not leave, but lay on the ground and closed his eyes to recuperate, he knew that his opportunity had come.

Jiang Ning's left hand was surging with four-colored spiritual power, and his right hand was flashing with thunder.

"Die!" Jiang Ning roared, his fists slammed together, and the two energies began to merge rapidly at the moment of impact. It just exploded the moment it began to merge.

"Human Monk!" Pan Huayang felt the crisis and wanted to dodge at the first time, but his injuries were too serious, and Jiang Ning had just used the Time Streamer, and his speed had reached the extreme, so he didn't have time to dodge at all.

Thundered...... This explosion was much more powerful than the previous self-explosion of the magic weapon, and it was not even inferior to the self-explosion of a Yuan Spirit Realm powerhouse. The explosion directly caused the space to collapse, forming several black vortices. And the pants clone was also blown to pieces in this explosion.

Before the aftermath of the explosion had dissipated, a golden light flashed from afar, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed into the center of the explosion.

After a long time, the aftermath subsided, the smoke and dust dispersed, and I saw that where Pan Huayang was lying just now, there was a big pit with a diameter of 100 zhang and a depth of more than 30 zhang.

The man with the big knife grabbed an arm in his hand, and flashed at great speed. Looking down, I saw a young man with a golden light holding a silver flying sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword directly penetrated Pan Huayang's throat and inserted it into the earth.

Pan Huayang, a generation of powerhouses in the late stage of the Purple Mansion Realm, died like this, his death was unknown, and he didn't know who he died in the hands of him.