"As long as you are willing to hand over "The History of the Destruction of the Demon Race" to me, then I promise to forgive you for everything you have done before, and let you fly into the nine heavens with me and become the truly supreme god."
"really?"
Yun Qing nodded: "Yes, if you don't believe it, I can swear to heaven."
"Heh." Bei Ming smiled noncommittally, "So, where are they?"
Yun Qing's expression darkened and he said decisively: "They can't live."
Bei Ming smiled and shook his head: "Yun Qing, I can give you "The History of the Destruction of the Demon Clan", but I don't want to trade it for my own life. As long as you don't kill one person or one monster, I will immediately take all the books with you."
God, go away to the nine heavens."
Yun Qing said nothing, but his expression became deep and unpredictable.
Bei Ming didn't force him, she just put her hand on "The History of the Destruction of the Demon Race" as if she wanted to open it.
"Yunqing, once the "History of the Destruction of the Monster Tribe" is opened, the secrets you want to hide will be exposed to the world. Even if you can fly to the nine heavens with the gods, the people, demons, ghosts, and monsters on Qiye Continent will
When talking about God, there is no longer any reverence and praise, only hatred and disdain.
God will no longer be a being worth admiring."
"..."
The moment of silence was stretched to an infinite length because of Beiming's threat, and the wide-open Heavenly Gate began to slowly close amid the confrontation between Beiming and Yunqing.
Beiming's eyes squinted slightly, looking at the sky road where the golden light was beginning to fade, and asked: "Yunqing, the big monsters are gone, and there are only thousands of weak monsters left in Youdu. They are really not worth your trouble and worry.
As for those who say they heard a few words of truth here, although they know the truth, how many of them are willing to believe what they say to others?
When time passes inch by inch and the smoke of today's war is swallowed up by history, how much can they remember if they know everything about today?"
Yun Qing's eyebrows relaxed slightly.
Beiming said again: "If you really don't believe them, I can advise them to swear to heaven and earth never to mention what happened today to anyone. Otherwise, their bodies will die without a burial place, and their souls will disappear without a chance to enter reincarnation."
Yun Qing said nothing and asked: "What about you?"
"I?"
"You are the historian of the God Clan. If you are here, you can use Ma Liang to write the "History of the Destruction of the Monster Clan" again. The truth still cannot be hidden."
Yes, if she were alive, things here would not be good.
Therefore, she cannot survive.
Bei Ming slightly raised the corner of her mouth with a free and easy smile. Even though she was a god, she spent most of her long divine life in the human world. Therefore, although she had never experienced birth, old age, illness and death, she had almost seen all of them.
There is a saying in the world that she likes very much. How can there be joy in life, and why should there be fear in death?
Ever since she had to walk out of the depths of Buzhou Mountain and come to the world to look for Yunqing, she had already expected that she would definitely die. She knew it, but she still came.
"Yunqing, how are you doing?"
Yunqing rolled up his sleeves and was not able to reveal the peaceful place where the Lord of Gods was buried at the top of the mountain. He said, "Beiming, if you were not there in the world, the truth about this past event would no longer be revealed.
day."
As he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Divine Sword flew out from his sleeve: "Beiming, I am a god, so I cannot kill gods. If you want me to show mercy, then go to Xuanyuan yourself."
Gods cannot kill gods, but they can kill themselves.
The divine sword that broke through the air fell between her and Yun Qing, waiting for her to face it.
"You haven't sworn yet."
Yun Qing smiled: "Beiming, I don't believe you, just as you don't believe me. If you can't hand over the "History of the Destruction of the Demon Clan" first, I will not swear to the law of heaven. But if you are willing to hand over the "History of the Destruction of the Demon Clan" first.
"History", I promise you a thousand pieces of gold. When I get it, I will immediately swear to the way of heaven."
Beiming lowered his eyes.
No one knows God King Yunqing better than she does. If this guy were an upright gentleman who promised a lot of money, the killings between humans and monsters wouldn't be so tragic.
She raised her hand, instantly pulled out a space replacement talisman, and passed the "History of the Destruction of the Monster Clan" in her hand to the Demon King Jiang Li.
.
"I cannot hand over "History of the Destruction of the Monster Clan" to you, but I can hand it over to Jiang Li. In this way, it is equivalent to handing it over to you. Now, please make an oath to heaven, Lord God." qs
However, Yun Qing still did not swear. He flicked his sleeves and stabbed the Xuanyuan sword an inch into Beiming's chest. He shouted to Jiang Li, who was filled with murderous intent: "Jiang Li, give the things to me."
Jiang Li then flew into the sky.
When Jiang Li was very close to Yun Qing, Yun Qing reached out to Jiang Li and wanted to receive "The History of the Destruction of the Monster Clan". At the same time, he asked coldly: "Beiming, Xuanyuan is already in front of you, what are you still hesitating about?"
"Waiting for you to swear."
Yun Qing shook his head, with pity in his eyes.
Bei Ming frowned and asked urgently: "Is the Lord going to break his promise?"
"Why should I keep my promise to a god who betrays the gods?"
At this moment, Jiang Li had flown in front of Yun Qing. He slowly handed out the "History of the Destruction of the Monster Clan" in his hand. The moment the book fell into Yun Qing's palm, it suddenly turned into a long knife.
Jiang Li raised his knife and stabbed Yun Qing.
Yun Qing was furious: "You evil beast, how dare you betray your master?!"
No matter how furious Yun Qing was, the moment Jiang Li, who betrayed his master, raised his knife to kill Yun Qing, blood spurted from his skin.
The contract between spiritual pets is a law that cannot be violated under the law of heaven. Anyone who dares to violate it will definitely die.
Even though Jiang Li's blood was dripping with blood, he was not hindered by the huge pain. The knife that wanted to kill Yun Qing did not hesitate or delay at all.
The Xuanyuan Divine Sword that stopped in front of Bei Ming sensed that its master was in crisis, so it rushed towards its master Yun Qing at an extremely fast speed. However, no matter how fast the Xuanyuan Divine Sword was, it could not move faster than the decisive Jiang Li.
Jiang Li's knife actually penetrated half an inch of Yun Qing's chest and abdomen.
"Okay -" Beiming could almost hear the lingering monster beasts cheering for the demon king Jiang Li. However, Jiang Li's knife only penetrated half an inch into Yunqing's chest and abdomen, and he could no longer move forward.
At this moment, Xuanyuan Divine Sword arrived.
This divine sword penetrated Jiang Li from behind and penetrated him!
The blood of the demon king is like a firework on New Year's Eve in the human world, suddenly bursting into splashes of cremation, and the fine blood droplets are like a beautiful red rain, sprinkling down the snow-white city.
"Old monster——" Bei Ming rushed forward and supported the unstable Jiang Li, but the moment Bei Ming approached him, Jiang Li violently pushed her away. While he was pushing her away,
, stuffed "The History of the Destruction of the Monster Clan" back to her.
"Little demon, you and I have met each other, and I have entrusted the grievances of the demon clan to you! The demon clan can be destroyed, but the demon clan should not be destroyed in such a unclear way!"
The Xuanyuan Divine Sword had already returned to Yun Qing's hands the moment it penetrated Jiang Li's body.
How can the injured Yun Qing still have the ethereal and distant spirit that a god should have? At this moment, Yun Qing is as ferocious as the most murderous demon of the demon clan. He raised the Xuanyuan and slashed at Jiang Li!
Immortals must not be killed, this is an iron law under the law of heaven.
But if the gods are injured, then these iron laws will be reversed immediately. The gods who cannot take charge of killing can kill all beings who dare to harm them, including humans, devils, ghosts, monsters, and even gods and immortals.
One breath or two breaths?
Bei Ming didn't know the exact time. She just watched Jiang Li, the most charming demon in the world, being chopped into pieces bit by bit by the God King Yunqing with the Xuanyuan Divine Sword.
"My king——" The demon tribe screamed in sorrow.
The gate of heaven is about to close.
Bei Ming gritted his teeth, threw out the "History of the Destruction of the Demon Clan" with all his strength, and rushed towards Jiang Li.
Jiang Li is a demon, but Jiang Li has never harmed anyone, and since he became the Demon King, all the great demons scattered in Qiye Continent have returned to their homes and headed to Youdu.
He had said that demons are inherently free. However, when he was the demon king, the demon clan's willful behavior was indeed much less than before.
Jiang Li should not have ended up like this just because he fell in love with a god.
"Old monster, the gate of heaven is about to close. As long as you hold on for a little longer, you may still have a chance to survive."
"No need.
Jiang Li said weakly, "I ask myself, falling in love with a god is not wrong, but causing the demon tribe to be massacred is a big mistake. I should die to apologize."
"No, death is not enough to apologize."
"What?"
The "History of the Destruction of the Demon Clan" that was thrown out by Bei Ming was quickly grabbed by Yun Qing. Then, he pinched out two Xuan Ming Sky Fires, one lit the book, and the other threw it at the broken book.
Jiang Li.
"Beiming, I will inevitably die, but you still have a chance to live. Don't sacrifice yourself in vain for my sake!"
"Heh." Bei Ming sneered because of Jiang Li's innocent words.
Yun Qing, who burned the "History of the Destruction of the Demon Clan", finally floated upward and flew towards Tianmen.
But in the sky of dark clouds, there are several flashes of thunder and lightning, and the thunder and lightning are black!
Jiang Li was shocked: "Is it the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder?!"
Under the law of heaven, gods cannot kill gods, but Yunqing is not an ordinary king of gods. He is also the king of the gods, and the law of heaven gives the king the power to punish the king of gods.
Flying in front of the Tianmen, Yun Qing, who was only one step away from entering the Tianmen, stopped, then turned his head and looked down at Jiang Li, who had been burned by the sky fire and his body and soul were dim:
"Demon King Jiang Li, although you made a big mistake, I had no intention of taking your life. Unfortunately, you did not repent until your death, but you still wanted to kill me, so I had no choice but to kill you."
Yun Qing's words were not unjust, and his voice was clear enough for both people and monsters in Youdu to hear clearly.
It's a pity that Jiang Li has been swallowed up by the Xuanming Heavenly Fire and can no longer defend himself.
Then, Yun Qing set his sights on Beiming: "Beiming, as a divine king, you know that the world is suffering from the massacre of monsters, but you not only ignore the destruction of human beings, but you only care about your personal relationship with the monsters.
He even prevented the gods from supporting justice and restoring peace to the world.
Beiming, you have committed a heinous crime. Even though I am your elder brother, I cannot indulge you in vain. As the king of the gods, I have to clean up the family in the name of the gods."
Having said that, the mysterious thunder that was speeding through the clouds was about to strike at Bei Ming. Bei Ming didn't raise her head and her eyes were fearless. She could die, but today's truth must not be buried forever just because of her death!
She shook off a few pieces of paper from her sleeves, and the paper slowly floated to the snow in Youdu. In the snow, the blood of Demon King Jiang Li had not completely dried.
This blood is full of Jiang Li's last love, hate and unwillingness. She wants to keep these love, hate and unwillingness, seal them in the world, and wait for the moment when they see the light of day again.
As for everything else, as long as Jingzhi lives, he will definitely keep it properly for her.
Then, she moved her position slightly so as not to implicate innocent people when the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder struck down.