A violent thunderbolt burst from the void, and a huge amount of energy bombarded Ye Qingchen, knocking her to the ground. All this happened so suddenly that everyone, including Ye Qingchen, couldn't react.

But in the blink of an eye, the second thunder light descended again.

Ye Qingchen just got up and was knocked to the ground again.

Everyone was frightened by the scene in front of them, this kind of thing had never happened, and they didn't know how to do it, why did Ye Qingchen attract the power of thunder and lightning to attack?

As long as you break through the first twelve stone steps and stand on the thirteenth stone steps, you will inevitably get the gift of the ruins, and for thousands of years, there has never been an exception.

How did everything change when he got to Ye Qingchen?

It was originally an angry Nangong Bi Kite, but when she saw this, a light suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"Ye Qingchen, look at it, God doesn't want to let you go, hahaha~" Nangong Bi Kite couldn't help but laugh loudly. Let the power of thunder and lightning come more violently! It's best to blast Ye Qingchen into pieces!

The heavens seem to have heard her vicious curse, but it is really ruthlessly descending with the power of thunder and lightning!

On the thirteenth stone step, a trail of blood flowed from the corner of Ye Qingchen's lips.

The thunder light just now was caught off guard, and she was not lightly injured.

Looking up at the thunder light that attacked again, Ye Qingchen's eyebrows frowned slightly. Silver thunder, like a silver dragon, spit out from the stone statues on both sides, and the whole body, thunder and lightning flashed, like a sharp divine soldier.

She didn't have time to think about the reason, so she could only fight this abnormal thunder light wholeheartedly.

"This is the thunder light formed by the will of the saint!" someone exclaimed. These lightning rays that flickered like silver dragons, appearing from the remains of stone statues on the cliffs on both sides, were most likely born of the will of the saints.

"Will turn into thunder, how terrible should this be? What did this Ye Qingchen do?" someone exclaimed. The will of the saint turned into silver thunder, which must be the result of the saint's will being too strong and too violent.

"However, shouldn't the thirteen-level stone steps be a place to enjoy glory, no matter how strong the saint's will is there, it will definitely not form a thunderbolt!"

......

The voices of everyone came into Ye Qingchen's ears, mixed with sharp thunder, and only a buzzing noise remained.

The thunder slashed at her body like a blade, sending bursts of sharp pain. However, the mental pain is more obvious than the pain on the **.

Clenching her teeth, Ye Qingchen felt that every nerve of her was undergoing purgatory-like knife cutting and burning, and every time she thought about it, it was extremely difficult.

Even now, she has comprehended the Dao intent of the thunder element, but under the attack of the thunder and lightning transformed by the will of the sage, it is still not enough to see.

The thunder light descended one by one, becoming denser and denser, and the roaring sound continued to echo in the entire valley of the stone statue ruins, oscillating back and forth between the cliffs on both sides, endlessly.

Everyone looked up at the continuous thunder light, and the silver of the thunder light was reflected in their eyes, showing the horror in their eyes clearly. When they looked at Ye Qingchen with the thunder light, a look of regret appeared in their eyes.

Ye Qingchen, will he bury his life in this terrifying thunder?

Could it really be that she was too sharp to be able to stand it?

Murong Han did not leave. He turned to look at the vision in front of him, and finally his gaze fell on Ye Qingchen's back, his sword eyebrows frowning slightly.

On the cliff, Qin Yueyang's heart was pinched again, and his face was full of solemnity. This sudden change was something he didn't even expect.

"It seems that Ye Qingchen is in a catastrophe today!"

"I thought I had unparalleled talent, but I didn't expect to suffer retribution so soon. ”

"This story tells us that it is better to keep a low profile as a person, otherwise it is easy to fall!"

......

Nangong Bi Kite listened to the discussion behind her, not to mention how happy she was.

"Ye Qingchen, no matter how talented you are, what if you don't have a life, you are nothing!"

Nangong Bi Kite smiled and saw the seventh thunder light descending and exploding with brilliant brilliance, but she regretted that she didn't kill Ye Qingchen!

However, she waited patiently for the subsequent thunderbolt power.

But what disappointed her was ...

Without!

The smoke gradually dissipated with the breeze between the cliffs, and the smooth and round thirteenth stone steps were scorched into a large black by the intense energy of the thunder, and Ye Qingchen's long skirt was also a mess, she maintained a half-kneeling posture, her face was pale, and there were red blood stains on the corners of her lips, but in the end she did not cause fatal injuries.

When the last trace of smoke and dust disappeared, Ye Qingchen's body was windless, and between her long hair, a faint light lit up from behind her.

From a faint glow like a firefly, to a starry spot, and finally to a brilliant brilliance.

One foot, two feet, three feet...

The bright brilliance rose behind Ye Qingchen, like a rising sun, sprinkling thousands of radiances.

"This is ... Luck?" Someone stretched out a slightly trembling finger and pointed behind Ye Qingchen, and said with difficulty.

The bright, like the glow of the sun's light, soared up little by little, like the wings of light that slowly unfolded, enveloping Ye Qingchen in it.

The luck is shining, and it seems that there is no intention of stopping.

It continues to bloom, it continues to grow, it grows brighter.

The hearts of the people trembled, and their breathing almost stopped.

The brilliance of luck has exceeded one zhang, and it continues to rise, full of stamina, and has the momentum of soaring into the sky.

Four, five, six...

The brilliance of luck is more than two feet!

Countless gasps sounded, and countless eyes almost froze there.

Tracing the history of the school thousands of years ago, on this stone step full of legends, countless Tianjiao figures once danced here.

I don't know how many evil people have received gifts from the ruins here, but their highest glory is only to obtain a piece of luck.

However, today, Ye Qingchen defied the heavens and the earth and easily broke this record with the cultivation of the terrain, and won the glory of two zhang of luck with an invincible attitude!

What's even more terrifying is that the brilliance of luck is still rising!

Seven feet, eight feet...

Just when everyone numbly thought that the brilliance of luck would continue to grow like this, the brilliant light finally stopped at the ninth foot mark.

Time seems to stand still, space seems to freeze, the vast crowd, silent. This side of the world, like a vacuum that has been drained of air, is so quiet that it is suffocating.

At this moment, Ye Qingchen is like a round of bright sun. Countless eyes fell on her, and everyone was so shocked that they lost their thoughts, except for the sluggishness after the intense stimulation.

"Three... Sanzhang Guangguang?"

In the long history of the Imperial Capital Academy, many influential figures have been fortunate enough to step on the thirteen stone steps. They enjoyed the gift of the ruins unharmed, and were rewarded with a stroke of luck.

However, some people did not play according to the routine, and attracted a thunderstorm on the thirteen-level stone steps of the stone statue ruins, and the wind and clouds changed color, and finally got an unprecedented three-zhang luck as a reward!

This person is Ye Qingchen.

She simply subverted everyone's perception of the stone relics!

Before this, no one had ever thought that there was a thunder tribulation on the thirteenth-level stone steps of the stone statue ruins, and no one thought that someone could obtain a fortune brilliance far beyond one zhang!

"Oh my God, this man is a beast, right?"

"It's too much, it's too much!"

"Are you sure you're not kidding?"

......

His ears were filled with bursts of 'wailing', and while Qin Yueyang breathed a long sigh of relief, the corners of his mouth became bigger and bigger. He knew that he couldn't look at the boss with the eyes of ordinary people.

"Boss, domineering!" Qin Yueyang was excited, and shouted loudly at the top of his voice.

Taking out a spare robe from the space treasure, when Qin Yueyang was about to jump down the cliff, he suddenly remembered that this was a relic valley, if he jumped down directly, he would not be directly crushed to death by the will of the saint?

"Boss, go on!" shouted at Ye Qingchen, and Qin Yueyang threw down his robe. Ye Qingchen heard Qin Yueyang's voice, raised his hand, and grabbed it, and the robe quickly fell on her. Wrapping the robe around his body, Ye Qingchen suddenly felt that Qin Yueyang was very careful.

Ye Qingchen stood up, looked around, and finally stopped on Nangong Bi Kite and his party.

Everyone fell silent under Ye Qingchen's gaze.

Her red lips opened lightly, and she raised her voice, "Nangong Bi Kite, three days later, the academy Daotai, can you dare to fight?"