Ye Luoluo was trapped in the center of the formation, and her heart was in a state of panic. When Ye Che's sword slashed through several of her arteries, she could no longer pretend to be calm.

She struggled to stop the bleeding and tried to escape the formation that trapped her, but all her efforts were in vain.

When she tried to circulate the magic power in her body, the blood flowed more violently. In the blink of an eye, Ye Luoluo's originally rosy lips turned as pale as paper.

At this moment, Ye Luoluo finally felt an unprecedented fear. She shouted at the top of her lungs, "Ye Che, please let me go. You can't do this. I am the Saint of the Demon Clan. You absolutely cannot kill me!"

However, at this time Ye Che had already hovered in the air, concentrating on rebuilding the road to heaven, and was completely unable to hear Ye Luoluo's pleading.

Even if he heard it, he wouldn't show any mercy.

Ye Che gazed at the Tongtian Road that had been mostly repaired, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

Just as he was about to continue, Di Xuanche suddenly spoke up: "Boy, with your current level of cultivation, it's still a bit difficult for you to do this. Why don't you wait a little longer?"

“Senior, I can’t wait any longer. It’s been a hundred years and there’s still no news about my junior sister. She was seriously injured when she was teleported. I’m scared.” Ye Che’s voice trembled slightly, revealing his inner uneasiness and fear.

He had never been so flustered.

Di Xuanche was a little worried: "But you might pay a huge price. Even if you use the sacrifice array of that woman just now, you can only save your own life."

"Senior, I'm sorry, your body may need to wait until I ascend to heaven before it can be refined." Ye Che didn't care about these, he just felt a little ashamed. After all, when he promised Senior Di, he didn't expect so many things to happen.

The materials for refining the body are hard to find, and after finally gathering them, they have to be used to rebuild the road to heaven. No one would be happy.

"It doesn't matter. I'm actually used to staying in your body. But it's not good for your sea of ​​consciousness to continue like this. There will be a residual soul mark of me." Di Xuanche said helplessly. It seemed that it would be a long time before he could get out.

“Don’t worry, senior. I believe there is definitely a way to get rid of it.” Ye Che didn’t take this sequelae to heart. He had the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder and many immortal elixirs, so there would always be something for the disease.

"Since you have made up your mind, I will lend you a helping hand at the critical moment." Di Xuanche saw the determination in Ye Che's eyes and stopped persuading him.

After pacifying the soul of the powerful being that was temporarily stored in his sea of ​​consciousness, Ye Che continued to repair the Tongtian Road with full concentration.

He spent ten days and ten nights, trying his best to repair the Tongtian Road, and finally he had it almost repaired.

Now there is only one last step left.

At this moment, Ye Luoluo's breath had become very weak, as if only a trace of life was left.

Ye Che stood there quietly, staring coldly at Ye Luoluo who had collapsed at the center of the formation. Her body had shriveled up, as if all her vitality had been drained away.

Ye Che clasped his hands together and began to change the formation, preparing for the final crucial step.

Ye Luoluo felt extremely desperate and regretful at this moment. She had cried, shouted, and begged for mercy, but it was all in vain.

As her life slipped away, she realized that she might be heading for death. When she looked up at the indifferent figure in the sky, she felt an unprecedented regret.

She deeply regretted why she had provoked Ye Che, the madman.

If time could go back, she would never make the same choice again. However, it was too late to say anything now, and she could only wait for death silently.

When activating the Tongtian Road, Ye Che suddenly felt that the formation was running out of power. He was shocked and turned his head to check the situation. Only then did he find that Ye Luoluo only had a little bit of soul left, which was so weak that it was almost dissipated!

Ye Che widened his eyes and looked at Ye Luoluo in disbelief. This person was no longer in the Tribulation Crossing Stage. His cultivation was too watered down.

At this moment, Ye Luoluo's face was filled with despair and humble begging; her eyes were irresistible.

Ye Che's mind went blank in an instant, and his body involuntarily took a step forward. He waved his right hand and collected the remaining soul of Ye Luoluo.

After doing all this, he took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and then began to inject the little spiritual power left in his body and his extremely precious blood into the formation without hesitation.

As time passed, a quarter of an hour later, Ye Che's figure became shaky, as if he might fall at any time.

But at the same time, a dazzling and brilliant light emanated from above him, illuminating the entire space into a gorgeous and colorful scene.

At this moment, Venerable Li Chen on the Lijian Peak of Xuantian Sect seemed to have noticed something unusual. He frowned slightly, and the next moment he used the teleportation technique to come here.

When Venerable Li Chen saw the scene in front of him, a gratified smile appeared on his face. His eldest disciple was indeed not an ordinary person.

When Ye Che saw Venerable Li Chen appear, his heart finally calmed down.

He said with eyes full of expectation: "Master, now that the road to heaven has been built, I guess you should also leave this world and go to a higher level, right?"

Venerable Li Chen nodded, and promised before Ye Che could speak: "Don't worry, Miao Miao is my disciple. If she really wanders in the fairyland, I will try my best to find her."

Hearing what Venerable Li Chen said, Ye Che urged him directly: "Master, then you should quickly ascend. I will protect you."

Venerable Li Chen nodded with satisfaction and no longer suppressed his cultivation. So after the flash of rosy clouds here, dark clouds began to gather again, with lightning and thunder.

Ye Che sat cross-legged not far away, guarding the Dharma while observing the thunder tribulation of his master's ascension.

……

The fairyland is beyond the heaven.

The palace of the Immortal Lord Hanqing.

A white light flashed, and the dying Long Miaomiao appeared directly in her original form on the bluestone floor of the palace.

After completing its mission, the Kunlun Mirror turned into white light and merged into the forehead of the golden dragon.

Long Miaomiao moaned unconsciously, and the rich immortal energy here made her injuries begin to heal slowly.

Surrounded by such rich immortal power, Long Miaomiao turned over comfortably, her eyes blurry as she couldn't open them.

In a state of half dream and half wakefulness, she seemed to see a familiar figure, and sensing that there was no danger, she subconsciously fell into a deep sleep.

Han Qing walked over and looked at the cute little golden dragon in front of him. He reached out and picked it up, then curiously poked the two little corners on its forehead.

"The little guy's breath seems a little familiar. I guess we are destined to be together. I will raise you with reluctance." Han Qing's voice was warm and gentle, making people feel extremely soothed and at ease.

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