A short sword, breaking through the air from a distance, suddenly lit up at the moment when it was about to touch Taoyao.

Everyone knows that the short sword was given by the immortals, but they don't know that the short sword was originally her thing.

At this moment, the light faded, and Ma Liang was pinched in Taoyao's hand.

And where is a short sword?

It's clearly a pen!

Gods all have artifacts, and her artifact is a pen, the magic pen Ma Liang.

She is the younger sister of the god king Yunqing, and she is also a little historian of the god clan.

As a qualified historian, no matter at any time, no matter what predicament he faces, no matter how thick the clouds covering the sky and the sun are, a historian cannot bury the truth and write down the falsehood.

Tao Yao pinched out a flying spell, and then levitated into the air, looking at the God King standing in the clouds and the mighty immortal behind the God King.

"General, you say that a thousand years ago, the reason why this monarch was cramped and deboned and destroyed his soul was because he committed an unforgivable sin.

Now, I would like to ask you, what kind of unforgivable sin did I commit to end up in such a tragic end?"

"......" no one answered.

Tao Yao hooked her lips, and her lips were sarcastic: "Don't you disdain to answer? Do not be disdainful to answer, for if you have committed the most heinous sins, you should be here to tell men, demons, demons, and demons, in a loud voice, that they may hear how unworthy of God you are, and how righteous you are!"

The immortals are ready to move.

They tried to answer Tao Yao's question and read her sins aloud, but they suddenly found that they could not answer themselves, nor could their companions.

"Why haven't you answered? Or do none of you know what kind of great sins this king has committed?"

The whispers of the clouds are getting louder and louder, and if the voice is louder, it may be heard by the whole world.

She knew that above the nine heavens, there was almost no one who knew what she had done.

Just as the immortals were talking, the old man standing on the left side of the God King Yunqing suddenly raised his voice: "Northern Immortal Divine Monarch, the God King cares about you as his sister, so he doesn't allow the immortals to discuss your sins privately in the Nine Heavens."

"Really?"

The old man frowned slightly: "Northern Immortal Divine Monarch, if you have to ask the Divine Clan to tell the Three Realms of your sins, the Nine Heavens will not be able to do what you wish."

Tao Yao raised her hand and replied fearlessly, "Please."

"......" The old man was silent for a moment, and then asked again, "Does the Northern Immortal Divine Monarch really want to be unforgiving?"

She doesn't give up?

What a joke!

Tao Yao's face turned cold, and she raised her voice and said coldly: "Can you stop talking nonsense?"

The old man was finally enraged: "Since the Northern Immortal Divine Monarch doesn't care about his own Divine Monarch's name, then the Divine Clan doesn't need to cover it up for you. A thousand years ago, as a god, the Northern Immortal Divine Monarch knew that the demon clan was arrogant and domineering and abused mortals, but because of his personal relationship with the demon clan, he aided in the abuse, and even tried to save him after the demon king confessed.

After the demon king died and the righteous path was promoted, the god king was merciful, and he thought that the Northern Pluto Divine Monarch was young and ignorant, so he intended to punish the big commandment, but the Northern Pluto Divine Monarch did not repent at all, and almost fell into the demon in order to avenge the demon clan.

The Divine Monarch had no choice but to remove the bones of the Northern Immortal Divine Monarch, destroy the Divine Monarch's divine soul, and let the Divine Monarch sink into the world, hoping that the Divine Monarch could go through the calamity and repent and return to the Divine Path."

"Hahaha......" Momo Yao laughed.

When the old man heard Tao Yao laughing, he was furious: "Beiming, you are a god, not a demon, not a demon, not a ghost, if you don't cherish yourself and love yourself, the god king will be reluctant, and we will also persuade the god king to punish you and protect the right path."

Tao Yao smiled and glared at the old man with compassion: "Benjun laughs, because what you say is extremely ridiculous, as for how ridiculous, Benjun will let you know."

After speaking, Tao Yao's palm flipped and threw Ma Liang straight, and Ma Liang swayed upward, like a sharp long sword, and the tip of the pen pointed straight at the sky.

Then, she flicked her hands back, and in the middle of her left sleeve, the name "On the Self-cultivation of Spirit Pets" flew out, and at the same time, the right sleeve flew out

A spirit rune, the spirit rune flickered three times, and dispersed into a burst of starlight.

Standing in the clouds, the angry old man asked impatiently, "Northern Pluto Divine Monarch, how are you doing?"

Tao Yao looked on her back, and her voice was loud: "The war between gods, immortals, and humans and demons has passed for a thousand years. For a thousand years, the Six Clans of the Three Realms have all believed that the Demon Clan was slaughtered and that they were to blame, and no one has ever doubted it, could this be a monstrous lie told by gods and immortals?

It may be common for others not to ask, but this monarch can't help but ask, because this monarch is a historian, a historian of the Protoss, and the greatest responsibility of this monarch to survive in the world is to truthfully record the rise and fall of the Protoss.

Therefore, in the war a thousand years ago, why and how the demon clan was destroyed, this monarch is clear, and this monarch also wants to record it clearly.

But the god king didn't allow it, the god clan didn't allow it, and the immortal clan didn't allow it. So, Benjun died, and the truth that should have been made public was also sunk into darkness forever with Benjun's death."

Speaking of this, Tao Yao paused slightly, raised his eyebrows and looked at God King Yunqing: "Do you know? The truth may be buried for a while, but it cannot be covered up forever."

Yun Qing's eyebrows remained unchanged, but his fingertips trembled slightly: "Beiming, what do you want?"

The God-King moved with murderous intent.

Tao Yao, who sensed the killing intent of the God King, slowly grinned: "Yunqing, today Benjun is in the world, people, demons, ghosts, and demons are all here, if you dare to kill Benjun, it is equivalent to admitting that the great war a thousand years ago is innocent."

Yun Qing's voice was gloomy, his eyebrows were awe-inspiring, and he replied calmly: "Northern Hell, the gods and demons are destroyed, but the demon clan should be destroyed."

"Really?"

"Since—"

Tao Yao suddenly raised her voice, interrupting Yun Qing's words, and her fingertips pointed directly at something: "Benjun didn't ask you, Benjun asked him!"

However, there was no one in front of Tao Yao, only a book suspended in mid-air.

Just when the gods, immortals, people, demons, ghosts, and demons all felt inexplicable, the book suspended in mid-air suddenly changed.

The book gradually stretched and changed, gradually turning into a thin human form. But the human form is so thin, so thin that it is almost unrecognizable.

The big demon Yan Hua faintly swept over the thin shadow, shock flashed under his eyes, he ran to the thin shadow excitedly, because he was too excited, the steps of the big demon actually seemed a little staggering.

Fanyin, Zeyu, and Holly felt strange, and were about to reach out to hold Yan Hua, but they heard Yan Hua suddenly shout out of control: "My king, is it you-"

Sanskrit, Zeyu, and Holly are all dumbfounded, and gods, immortals, people, demons, and ghosts are all in an uproar.

Everyone knows that during the Millennium War, the demon king Jiang Li was beheaded by the god king with the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, cut off limbs, peeled off skin and flesh, chopped muscles and bones, and then burned it completely with a Xuanyuan Heavenly Fire, not even a little ash was left.

The Xuanying Heavenly Fire that burned in the sky above the Youdu burned for three days and three nights, burning half of the sky of the Youdu, and the remnants of the red did not disappear for months.

A long time later, the human historian described the tragic death of the demon king as the justice of the god race, described the god king as a hero who cleansed the demons, and described the demon king who died miserably as an ugly monster with an abominable face and a crime that deserved death.

However, how the demon king Jiang Li was born, these people have never seen it, just like these people, they don't know that the god king Yunqing, who humiliated the demon king and killed him, is not an upright and selfless hero.

It is a pity that all the truth disappeared at the moment when the demon king Jiangli was burned to ashes, and the gods, immortals, people, demons, ghosts, and even the demon clan felt that the truth would be buried and could no longer be told to the world.

Yan Hua, who was stumbling, finally rushed up, but he didn't dare to get too close, and when he was still a few meters away from the thin shadow, he suddenly stopped.

Zeyu, Holly, and Fanyin, who came back to their senses, also rushed over quickly, they were not as timid as Yan Hua, but opened their eyes wide, carefully checking the thin shadow, is it really the king of the demon clan?

However, the thin shadow, as if not aware of the movement behind him, his eyebrows and eyes fell quietly on the void.

Tao Yao asked lightly, "Jiang Li, don't you turn around and look at your people?"

Demon King Jiang lowered his eyes, but still didn't dare to turn back.

The dark capital was destroyed, the demon clan was slaughtered, if you have to say that the demon clan is guilty, then Jiang Li's crime is the greatest.

Although Jiang Li did not turn back, they were already convinced that the thin afterimage standing under Kunlun at this moment was really the demon king Jiang Li.

Fanyin, Zeyu, Holly, the big demons who once dominated the world covered their tearful cheeks and cried like a homeless child.

Yan Hua, who was kneeling on the ground, shouted in pain and joy, "My king, it turns out that you are still alive!"

Zeyu, Holly, and Sanskrit Yin were also unable to hide their excitement, and knelt down, and the big demons under Kunlun Mountain also knelt on the ground together, kneeling down to worship the god king more reverently than human cultivators: "Welcome my king, return to the Three Realms——"

With tears of surprise and joy, the big demons tried their best to roar out the pain and hopelessness they had suppressed for thousands of years, Tao Yao knew that for Youdu, the true hope was only truly revealed at the moment when the demon king returned.

But—

It is a prelude to hope and a finale to wait.

"My king, you have come back to the world, but you have come to avenge the demon clan?"

Thousands of years ago, when the demon king died, there was a curse left, and the blood feud of the demon king will be repaid by blood after a thousand years.

The great demons shouted happily, "My king, please lead us to kill the God King, kill the God King, kill the immortals who are all over the sky, and destroy the nine heavens!"

The hatred that the demon clan has brewed for thousands of years, at this moment, is like a mountain torrent bursting the embankment.

Jiang Li raised his eyebrows, and his thin figure was full of gloom.

For the current demon clan, for the current Jiang Li, taking revenge on the two immortal clans is really too far away.

It's a pity that the big demons don't know anything, they think that when Jiang Li returns, the demon clan will return to strength.

"Kill my king!"

The battle spirit of the demon clan rose to its peak at this moment.

On the clouds, an old man with white eyebrows and white beard and wearing a golden and white robe rushed down quickly and landed very close to Tao Yao, he first looked at Jiang Li in disbelief, and then looked at Tao Yao with disappointed eyes: "Beiming, why did you fall like this?!"