Divine Seal: Attribute Cultivation, Starting from Saving Cai'er

It no longer looks as holy as before.

On the contrary, it's a bit weird.

The originally beautiful face was covered with mottled blood.

Yue Ye's body was shaking violently.

His nails were curled, but he could only dig into the steps to use force.

Those purple eyes have the same gaze.

Perseverance and determination.

Reluctantly, he moved one step again.

Prostrate again.

"Bang".

A hard hit.

His vision went dark and he almost fell into coma.

On a moonlit night, it was dark, and his will once again supported his fragile body like a torn sack.

Point your toes and pounce hard.

In the posture of falling up, he jumped up another step.

bang——

Ye Xiaolei couldn't help but screamed.

"Moonlight night——"

The fist hit the barrier of the golden light door, but it was in vain.

You can't even hear any sound from here on a moonlit night.

He struggled to get up from his knees.

Take a step up.

Kneel down again.

boom--

The fresh blood stains on the golden stairs are shocking.

Seeing this touching scene in front of her, Ye Xiaolei burst into tears.

A god's elf cried profusely.

The key is that there is no one around to comfort me.

Of course, Long Fan, who was lying dead on the ground, didn't count.

At this moment, he was in God's perspective, observing the situation in the Demonic Palace through the system projection interface.

And in Ye Xiaolei's simple mind, thoughts kept popping up——

Is this the power of love? !

Climbing, twitching.

Climb again, twitch again...

Falling down again and again.

But again and again, he was trembling in flesh and blood spasms.

In Yue Ye's heart, she still had that very simple belief.

Life is endless and progress is endless.

Either stay on this road to heaven, or save your benefactor.

"Moonlight night..."

Standing in front of the light door, Ye Xiaolei's face was filled with tears.

He placed his hands on the barrier and closed his eyes unconsciously.

This half-human-demon princess is really trying too hard.

Moonlight didn't even look back.

One step, two steps, three steps...keep going.

The road to heaven seems to have no end.

The golden stairs looked almost unchanged.

From Ye Xiaolei's perspective, it seemed like he was standing still.

But Yue Ye has already endured such pain of life.

How long will it take? ?

When I climbed the 200th step on a moonlit night.

The whole person seemed to be bathed in blood but not reborn.

He became a bloody man, with less air coming in and more air coming out.

The originally fair knees had lost all their flesh.

The white bones are exposed.

He passed out directly.

But those hands were always convulsing.

Hold onto the steps tightly to prevent yourself from sliding down.

"Moonlight night, moonlight night——"

Ye Xiaolei almost screamed.

As a life elf, I really can’t stand it anymore.

A living person's vitality is lost at an alarming rate.

She wanted to tell Yue Ye.

Don't continue.

Even she, Ye Xiaolei, really burns the source of life and consciousness of godhead.

Become Long Fan's unconscious advanced spiritual furnace of life, and you don't have to suffer so much.

But the barrier blocked out all sound.

When Yue Ye woke up from coma, she still didn't look back.

He reluctantly moved his body.

Creeping forward, but still not forgetting to kowtow once at every step.

Almost as her life was coming to an end.

Suddenly, there was a light ahead.

A huge light door appeared ten steps away.

It's the door!

It’s really the door…

The end of the road is almost here.

The door means hope, and hope is right in front of you.

The golden light shines, almost exactly the same as the light gate at the beginning.

But behind it, there is a mysterious golden world faintly revealed.

Yue Ye's eyes became bright again.

There was no feeling in my legs.

But his hands can still use force.

Gritting his teeth in pain, he used his elbows to support himself and move forward.

Almost like a drag.

Move one step.

His forehead was on the steps and he tapped hard.

A deep trail of blood, almost like a plow.

The imprint is left on the golden steps.

The friction of bones and the infection of blood.

The second half of the road to the sky was illuminated by a faint red light.

this moment.

Although extremely painful.

But Yue Ye's eyes kept getting brighter.

Because the door is right in front of you.

Victory is at hand.

Three, two, one...

finally reached.

On the moonlit night, the true face cannot be seen.

He showed a smile that showed the joy of suffering.

But it looks like the mysterious smile of a female ghost from hell.

He raised his trembling hand and reached into the light door.

But that's it.

A scene appeared that made Ye Xiaolei, who had originally breathed a sigh of relief, become stunned.

The light door that was very close at hand shook slightly.

It's like teasing a good girl.

Moved up a level.

Deliberately causing Yue Ye's hand to fall into the empty space.

Bones loomed on the worn fingertips.

It hit hard where the light door was before.

Ye Xiaolei, who has always been peaceful, is usually a bit arrogant.

But at this moment, there was even a raging anger in his eyes.

"I rely on!!!"

bang——

A heavy punch, like a runaway lolita.

A large mallet covered with green thorns appeared out of nowhere.

If he didn't agree, he would hit the golden light door with his sword.

Long Fan, who was lying on the side looking at Mission Impossible and Mission Impossible, was startled.

His fingers trembled unconsciously.

But soon, it was covered up.

Continue to remain motionless.