Ling Xiao's feelings for Ling Xi were full of admiration and gratitude. Without his help, I would not have been able to get to where I am today.

Yi Sheng, who was standing on the side, no longer doubted her strength, shook his head and smiled bitterly:

"It seems that I am already old, and the future belongs to you young people......"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly:

"Thanks to the city lord, who consumed the demon king's physical strength and suppressed his madness, otherwise I would not be his opponent. ”

She changed her words, with a prophetic insight into the world with indifference:

"However, the key at the moment is not the Demon King. It's not a war between the human world and the demon world. ”

"Oh?"

Ling Xiao paused for tears and said:

"What I'm going to say next, the Red Flame City Lord may not be able to understand and don't want to believe it, but the truth is that - our biggest enemy right now is the Heavenly God who has descended from the sky. ”

Ling Xiao said as slowly as possible, and Yi Sheng was still taken aback when he heard this.

"What?

He couldn't think of a reason, just a puzzled face.

But Ling Xiao's tearful eyes made him have to believe it.

"The situation is critical, and I can only briefly state it. Ling Xiao tears sorted out his thoughts and continued:

"It all started five thousand years ago with the Chiyan Empire, the predecessor of the Chiyan family......"

It didn't take long for Ling Xiao Tears to explain to Yi Sheng how the Demon Realm was formed, and how the Heavenly Gods had nothing to do with themselves, watched coldly, and then launched a large-scale massacre of the Dark Elf Clan.

As she spoke, her mind kept coming back to the books she had read in the library many years ago about the legends of the Red Gold Empire and the Demon Realm.

At that time, she could always see a blue bookmark tucked into the pages. Now she suddenly understood that Yifeng had also explored these things, and what they wanted to ask was the same truth. It's a wonderful fate.

A bookmark is like a kind of guide in the dark, leading you to the final answer.

Now it's all coming together.

Ling Xiao looked at the distant sky with tears, and suddenly felt that Yifeng of the Chiyan family, who she had never met and had never spoken, had some kind of inexplicable spiritual relationship.

"There are some things that only a few people know. But it is indelible, and it is the brilliance of truth. ”

Ling Xiao tearfully thought:

"He must have a deeper understanding of ancient history than I do, but he may have overlooked a point. That's what he doesn't know yet...... The true identity of the Demon King Black Feather. ”

Coming back from his thoughts, Ling Xiao said with tears in his eyes:

"Yi Feng may have made such a choice because he knew some truth about the Demon Realm. ”

Even Yisheng, who has experienced vicissitudes for a long time, can hardly withstand the cognitive subversion brought about by this truth.

The righteousness that I have always thought and the gods that I have always revered have turned into nothingness at this moment. He stood stunned, bewildered.

Ling Xiao tearfully said again:

"The Red Flame City Lord has always been our role model, and your decision has always been the right one. So, make your own judgment...... In the next few days, I will find a way to sober up the Demon King and make him complete his mission. The warriors of the human realm, please ask the city lord to command!"

"Good!"

Yisheng nodded solemnly in agreement.

Ling Xiao turned around and walked towards the Demon King.

Yisheng still stood in place in a daze for a long time, and then raised his head, his eyes red.

His blurred gaze looked at the figure of his son, who had made him the proudest and most beloved him, and said in a trembling voice:

"Ah Feng...... How can you carry this heavy truth alone?"

Ling Xiao stopped beside the Demon King, looked up, and the tall Demon King's body was still towering into the clouds like a mountain peak. Black Feather's unconscious true body was suspended in the abdomen of the Demon King's avatar, not far from her.

She remembered that in the magic academy at the beginning, the boy who fell asleep during class, was late for the training class, and went to the forest outside the city with her to practice in the evening.

Once upon a time, in this world that made Ling Xiaoxian feel extremely lonely and unfamiliar, he was his only trusted partner. The two of them have experienced strong winds and waves together, and along the way, this final battle will eventually have to be faced side by side with them.

She sat cross-legged and sat quietly at the feet of the Demon King.

"Black Feather ......"

She spoke in a calm tone, telling him all the history she had seen on the stone pillars under the sea.

Don't care how the battlefield changes, how boiling and noisy. At this time, in this world, her voice could only be heard by the two of them:

"For 5,000 years, people have been wrong. It's wrong to treat the demons, and it's wrong to treat the gods. I finally understood the truth of 5,000 years ago, why the gods slaughtered the dark elves, and the hatred of the demons for the gods, I know everything. And you, five thousand years ago, your true identity ......"

Lying on his back in the black mist, the eyelashes suddenly fluttered slightly on the tightly closed eyelids, but the eyes did not open.

His fingers flicked just now, probably receiving Ling Xiao's words, although his limbs were still stretched loosely and powerlessly, and his breathing was long and steady.

He was still asleep, and with Ling Xiao's tearful narration, he seemed to recall something in his mind, and his footsteps stepped on a soft grass again, and the moving scene of birds singing and flowers unfolded in front of him.

He fell into a long, seemingly never-ending dream, back five thousand years ago, back to the place that seemed familiar to him......

At the same time, high in the sky, the contest between Yifeng and the gods has begun.

After several head-to-head confrontations in which swords collided, the two were actually indistinguishable. Yifeng deliberately raised the height where he was, and his six wings flapped his wings and flew higher into the air.

After staying away from the battlefield of the human race, in the high heavens, the dark power in Yi Feng's body could burst out unscrupulously, driving the surrounding space to almost distort and crack, and the black clouds in the sky rolled, and an incomparably murderous aura spread.

Standing proudly in the sky, his aura is not inferior to that of the gods, as if he is already the master of this heaven and earth.

The six-winged heavenly god raised his sword and flapped his wings to follow, and in the starry sky farther away, he saw two glorious giant swords colliding together again, and the sword qi flashed like lightning, the speed was fast, and he was dazzled.

The people on the ground couldn't see the eyes of the people, and they couldn't see the movements and moves of the two of them clearly, only seeing that every sword hit the afterglow of the sword tore a huge hole in the starry sky, which was the trace of the rupture of time and space.

Occasionally, sword qi was shot to the land, and the earth was vertically split into cracks, as deep as a hundred zhang, shocking. The power of the explosion caused the mountains to collapse, the flat ground to rise, and the waves of the four seas to swell in unison, and the waves were monstrous.

People gathered together, shivering. This god-level battle has exceeded their imagination.

Fear filled their hearts: if they were to be affected by the aftermath of this battle, they would lose their lives in an instant!