"What's the matter with you, are you going to betray the original gods!" Ah Ling shouted with wide eyes.

"I'm sorry......" said Minmin with a trembling face. "It was the new god who asked me to do this, he said, the former god is no more, he is now the demon king. I'm ......sorry to listen only to the gods!"

"You ......" Ah Ling was so angry that he couldn't speak.

At the same time, Lei Ze also flew into the sky above the Demon King's transformation, and the Red Flame City Lord saw him and asked uneasily:

"Lei Ze, why are you, Yiyang?"

Razor held the God-Killing Blade in his hand and said proudly:

"General Yiyang?...... He can't come here, so let me bring the Blade. ”

The Red Flame City Lord was deeply suspicious of his tone, and his gaze kept staring at the white wings behind him:

"You...... You lied, what did you do to General Yiyang!"

Lei Ze pursed his lips in displeasure, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and he looked down at the Chiyan City Lord and the Demon King from a high altitude.

"Hmph, it seems that I can't hide it, and I don't need to hide it. Red Flame City Lord, you must be curious about why I have the wings of the Celestial Clan, right?"

He said:

"Of course, it's because I made a deal with the gods! As long as I am willing to lurk in your camp and take the opportunity to take away the god-killing blade, the gods will promise to let the descendants of the Thunder Family have wings and divine power for generations!

He could hardly hide his high-pitched emotions.

"You...... You traitor!" the Red Flame City Lord's face twisted in anger, and he swung a pillar of flame towards the sky.

But all the flames that the Red Flame Clan shot into the sky couldn't touch him in the slightest.

Razor stood high in the air, and with the blessing of divine power and wings, his speed was fast, and he had come to the Demon King in the blink of an eye. This is the chasm between the winged Protoss and the creatures on the ground.

On land, the golden light of the magic array had dissipated, and in its place, a binding spell of the gods snaked across the battlefield like a snake, binding at the feet of the demon king.

In the center of the magic array, Ling Sen cried bitterly and retreated farther and farther, sobbing and said:

"I'm sorry, Ah Ling, the gods are using my family as a threat, and that's all I can do...... I'm sorry for you, and I'm sorry for the Demon King......"

Ah Ling only felt that it was pitch black in front of him. "You...... Is this your repayment of the kindness of the original gods?!"

Sensitive couldn't answer anymore, covered his hazy teary eyes, sobbed and turned to run. The traitors of the Thunder Family, mixed with the Demon King's army, covered her to break through the siege and flee all the way.

As the golden light of the magic array completely dissipated, it became invisible. Above the sky, Razor, waving his white wings, clutched the god-killing blade in his hand and slashed towards the top of the demon king's head.

"It is said that this god-killing blade has the ability to kill the gods, so it can also kill the demon king! The glory of the Thunder family is opened by me - farewell, Demon King!"

The golden light collided with the black brilliance, and the black feather tried his best, but he couldn't resist the power of the sword.

The sharp blade slashed down, splitting the huge demon king on top of Black Feather's head into two halves, and then the blade of the sword turned and flew straight out of his hand, stabbing it to the ground, piercing Black Feather's chest and nailing it to the rocks on the ground.

His black blood flowed like an infusion, and the infinite dark aura escaped from the wound, and the demons behind him lost control and fled in all directions.

"Lord Demon King!" Ah Ling's eyes were scarlet, and this exhaustive cry used up almost all the strength in his delicate body.

She ran to the Demon King's side desperately, and the sword just now, as if it had also slashed at her heart, pierced her soul.

From the pool of blood, she slowly lifted Black Feather's head and placed it on her knee. The handsome face was still smiling, but the eyelids were weakly closed.

"Ah Ling......"

He spat out those two words, and leaned peacefully into her arms as if he had fallen asleep without care.

"You can't die, no!"

Alin roared in his heart, shaking his shoulders vigorously and holding his face tightly in his arms. His body was still warm, and the smile on his lips was as soft as before.

"Lord Demon King, you can't die...... If you're dead, what will happen to this continent......"

Ah Ling, whose eyes were hazy with tears, felt that the world had collapsed. She remembered the first time she had met the god, when he walked lightly through the jungle and stood beside a pool of flowers.

I remembered that he gently plucked a Lingxiao flower from the vine climbing behind her, put it in the palm of her hand, and looked at her with burning eyes, as if he could see through the bottom of her heart at a glance.

With the warm current that penetrates through the bottom of the hand, the withered Lingxiao flower in the palm of the hand blooms again, blooming and blooming, shining with a pale red luster.

"What kind of flower is this, so beautiful. ”

She stared at it stupidly.

"This is Ling Xiaohua. Meandering up the trunk of the tree of life, dependent on each other. If you like, Ah Ling, that's your name. ”

Like the blooming of a flower, at that moment, her humble life was also given a new meaning.

At this time, Ah Ling gently leaned down, pulled out the god-killing blade that was stabbed in the demon king's body, and laid the demon king's body flat on the rock.

She slashed through the palm of her right hand with her blade, then took the Demon King's hand and smeared the blood on it, gently chanting the final incantation......

A light purple light gradually spread under the Demon King's body, and then gradually became stronger.

The battlefield was already dark, and the army of the Western Regions rushed to kill under the orders of the gods, brutally slaughtering the dark elves and the people of Chiyan. Only the area created by this small magic circle remained unmoved.

"I remember he once said that this spell is called the art of rebirth. It's just that when you use it, you have to pay a corresponding price......"

At the cost of life, with blood as a medium.

Reborn for the loved ones...... Ah Ling's heart is clear and resolute. She wants to exchange her life for the rebirth of the Demon King.

The patriarch of the Dark Night Clan, seeing the battle situation take a turn for the worse, rushed to the front alone. Facing the fierce enemy of the Western Regions, he looked at the gods from afar, suddenly drew his sharp sword, and stood it in front of him.

"Assassination - Shadow Attack!"

At the same time, a black shadow appeared behind the gods, and even the gods felt a chill in their hearts, and their backs were cold. I only felt a fierce murderous aura in an instant.

The sharp sword in the black shadow's hand had already wrapped around the neck of the god, and it was almost enough to cut his throat.

The god frowned slightly, he raised his hand and waved, and a huge divine power actually shattered the black shadow behind him.

The black sword in front of him deviated from its direction, only a slight slash on his neck, and although it only left a slender wound, the god was still greatly annoyed.