This is a killing that no one can stop, this is a man who has been dead six hundred years ago, and wants to die again, to untie the cage he has put on his body, to untie the bound path of death.

Burst! Although his head was twisted behind him and he couldn't see the picture in front of him, the sword light in Lin Bai's hand was still like a match, directly penetrating Zheng He's body! The brilliant sword light passed directly through his neck, wrapped around his head, flew high, and flew directly into the air, and the eyes that had not been closed for six hundred years finally closed.

And in the last moment of his life, when his head suddenly twisted, facing east, a more relieved smile bloomed on his face.

Six hundred years ago, in order to help Liu Bowen complete a grand feat that no one had ever done before, and for the well-being of the Chinese people, he resolutely went to sea by boat. Even in the year of knowing the destiny of heaven, he still led a huge fleet, cut through the wind and waves, crossed to the other side of the ocean, and exhausted his life's work to complete that grand event.

Similarly, it was also six hundred years ago that he lost all his robes, and in despair, in order to find a way home for his siblings who had sunk to the bottom of the sea, he resolutely entered this cursed land.

And after entering it, he was imprisoned by the strange power of this abbot mountain for six hundred years. Six hundred years have passed, although the face of heaven and earth has changed, although the appearance of the world has changed, although the people he cares about have been far away from the world. But his heart to return to his homeland has not been extinguished, even in the last moment of his life, he has to face his homeland!

Its heart fist, heaven and earth can be expressed! Its meaning is sincere, the sun and the moon can be seen! Its will is resolute, as evidenced by Yan Huang!

And at the moment when the head flew high, along the abbot mountain, there was a strange force that suddenly swept away, and that power was like a heavenly wind, blowing directly on Zheng He's head and body.

With the sweep of the wind, the head and body slowly turned into dust, but even if the body turned to ashes, in the last moment, it was accompanied by the mighty wind, and slowly sprinkled on the east-facing mountain of the abbot mountain.

This is not the homeland, but to the east, there is a place where the leaves fall back to their roots, although the body is scattered, the soul has not changed, and the will has not changed!

"Seniors, let's go!" The wind swept away, Lin Bai slowly turned his head, looked at the dust that was slowly scattered in the east, his eyes were full of pathos, he slowly knelt on the ground, and kowtowed four times in the direction of due east, muttering: "Heaven and earth have spirits, the sun and the moon are bright, and the spirits of the predecessors will definitely return to their homeland, and the boy will also let the predecessors reappear in the Chinese history books for the rest of their lives!" ”

As the words fell, the dust seemed to have finally been freed, and finally fell down, falling on those towering ancient trees. Although the dust is extremely subtle, when it falls on those ancient trees, it makes these eternal trunks chirping endlessly, and the branches and leaves rub together, as if sending the soul back to their homeland.

"I sometimes really wonder where you people come from to have this courage, knowing that some things will die, but still desperate to do it, in your life, you don't know how the word fear is written?" And with the scattering of the dust, the voice of the immortal slowly sounded, and the voice was full of doubts and sighs.

What happened 600 years ago, except for him, has disappeared from all the people who experienced it. As the only witness to those things, how could he not feel nostalgic at the moment of Zheng He's complete demise.

"You don't understand. Because you are an immortal, the so-called high immortal, how can you know what our people think! Hearing the immortal's words, Lin Bai chuckled lightly and said lightly: "The immortal has no heart, but we people have a heart!" You think that what we have done is not enough, but in our eyes, your existence is not sad. ”

"Pathetic?" Hearing this, the immortal also smiled faintly, and then his voice suddenly became cold, and he said lightly: "Even if you have a heart, what can you do, it's not the same as dying here." I am pathetic, but I can still live in this mountain, but how long can you hold on to it under the devouring power of this mountain. ”

"At least I can hold out until I kill you!" Lin Bai smiled coldly, even if his vitality was slim, even if he was in crisis, he was calm and indifferent, just spit out a few words lightly in his mouth, his tone was as cold as ice, and the murderous intent was like substance.

If it weren't for these Lao Shizi immortals, how could the six generations of patriarchs fall here, and how could Zheng He and those pioneers who sailed the ocean be buried here, their souls are gone, and they will never be able to return to their homeland!

It can be said that these immortals are the culprits of all this, for these people, how can Lin Bai not want to get rid of them quickly, how can he not want to use their immortal blood as a tribute to sacrifice for the people who have lost here.

"You still want to kill me...... the immortal smiled noncommittally when he heard this, his voice suddenly drifted away, and he said lightly: "I am only a few dozen meters away from the top of the mountain, as long as you can walk here, just come and kill me!" ”

When the words fell, the mountains and forests returned to silence, and only those mist were still there.

Burst! At this moment, Lin Bai suddenly coughed violently, and down his throat, a puddle of bright red blood overflowed. In the battle just now, the reason why he was able to win in the end, although there was a reason for his strength, but it was more that Zheng He's last wish suddenly appeared, so that he could break through the sword shadow and succeed with one blow.

But even so, it still caused him a lot of physical trauma, especially the wounds between the viscera. And under the strange deprivation of vitality of this Fang Zhanshan, the vitality of his whole person has declined a lot, and the whole person is much older at this moment, and the snow-dyed pale hair is becoming more and more, and it seems that he has entered middle age.

"No matter what crisis awaits me in this mountain, and no matter what the heart of heaven is, I must find my way home, and I must fulfill the unfinished wishes of those predecessors!" After coughing for a while, Lin Bai raised his hand to wipe the blood stains between his lips, his eyes were cold, and he slowly looked at the top of the mountain surrounded by clouds, and said word by word.

As the words fell, the seal in his hand suddenly pinched. With the change of the seal, I saw countless runes suddenly flash from Lin Bai's body, one after another, slowly coiling up, and then suddenly bursting out like a blazing fire.

At this moment, Lin Bai's whole person's momentum suddenly skyrocketed, just like a phoenix bathing in fire. And immediately after, the innate Zhengang also came out, surrounding his body, urging his pace, and walking towards the top of the mountain step by step!

This is the method of burning life, and it is Lin Bai's best efforts! No matter what lies ahead, you must smooth it out with one foot!

The more you travel, the deeper the aura in this abbot mountain becomes, but at the same time, the power of life deprivation becomes more and more terrifying. It was only after running for a distance, the innate Zhengang around Lin Bai's body had become much thinner, and even mottled wrinkles began to appear on his cheeks, and the whole person began to exude an old aura.

At this moment, whoever can imagine that at this moment, this figure that exudes a drooping twilight aura and seems to have stepped into old age with one foot is the high-spirited Lin Bai who had just entered the mountain before.

"How is Lin Boy now? Have you walked to the mountain, have you already seen that Lord Zheng? And at this moment, the Yin Golden Water Beast was wagging its huge tail, lingering under the abbot mountain, its eyes the size of copper bells were full of doubts, and after a long time, it smacked its mouth, looked around, and muttered: "Forget it, let's go find something to eat first." Alas, it would be a big loss to drive such a big delicacy into here and send it to death! ”

After finishing speaking, the scale armor around the Yin Golden Water Beast slowly rubbed, and the water mist suddenly dispersed, enveloping his body, and slowly submerged into the surrounding mountains and forests. However, before leaving, its huge eyes could not help but look towards the mountains, and their eyes were full of anticipation and hope, as if they were looking forward to some miracle.

Step by step, each step made Lin Bai feel more and more tired. If it weren't for the firmness of the Dao heart, I'm afraid he would have fallen on top of the Dao and turned into a handful of rotten bones like the countless strong men who have climbed Abbot Mountain throughout the ages.

"You're finally up there!" And at this moment, along the front of Lin Bai's body, a cold voice slowly sounded, and the voice was full of urgency and ridicule, and he continued lightly: "With your current appearance, you dare to say anything to defeat me?" I don't see that after a hundred moves, you're going to dry up and die! ”

"100 tricks are enough!" Hearing this, Lin Bai slowly raised his head, his eyes looked coldly at the front of his body, the phantom who was dressed in black and tightly surrounded by the thick mist between the mountains, said lightly, there was no emotion in his words.... Color fluctuations.

At this moment, Lin Bai, now from his appearance, can no longer find any shadow of a high-spirited young man, his hair is almost white, and there is no luster at all, just like an ordinary old man in his old age.

But the only difference is that there is still a light in his eyes, although after fierce battles, after trekking, his vitality has reached the limit, but his gaze is still extremely resolute, and his ambition has never changed!

"I have to admit that you are a little stronger than Liu Bowen, and you have to go farther than him." The immortal didn't make any response to Lin Bai's threatening words, and after glancing at Lin Bai, he chuckled: "But even if it's stronger, it's still going to be like him, and I'm going to die here and turn into a lonely ghost who can't be freed forever." ”

The moment the words fell, the figure slowly got up, and the only immortal left in the red dust finally revealed his true face.