However, that small figure seems to hide an amazing power, although she is struggling, floating and sinking in the sea of thunder, after all, she is still moving forward inch by inch.

The blood had already stained her dress red, the wind blew her black hair, and her eyes were still as firm as ever, like a starlight that would never fade.

Perhaps talent and strength are two beautiful flowers that are the envy of the world.

At this moment, Ye Qingchen's fortitude and unyielding spirit are like the flower of talent and strength, blooming in the thunder and lightning in the eye of ten thousand thunders, gorgeous and dazzling. The mountains and rivers of the sun, the thunder and light, can not take away half of the grace.

"Sister Ye, come on!" Ah Diao clenched his fists, hysterical. How she feels sorry for her Sister Ye, how much she hopes that she can reach the other side safely!

"Come on!"

"Hold on!"

"You can do it!"

......

Under the influence of Ah Diao, many people couldn't help but shout, trying to inspire them to move forward with their own strength.

Everyone's attitude towards Ye Qingchen is quietly changing.

From the curiosity and shock at the beginning, it has evolved into the awe and awe of today. In this world, in addition to the strong and geniuses, there are also those fearless warriors who are worthy of respect!

Everyone's cheers are like a bubbling stream, which eventually converges into an endless sea with earth-shattering power.

Everyone's encouragement, Ye Qingchen heard it.

Even if there is no encouragement from others, she will persevere to the end, but right now, the blood can't help but boil, which makes her heart have infinite strength to move forward.

"Ahh The lightning flashed, the thunder was thunderous, and the thunder element rioted to the extreme at this moment, and the light of thunder and lightning compared the light of the dawn to the sun!

The crowd covered their eyes and did not dare to force their eyes.

Their hearts trembled slightly, and they knew in their hearts that success or failure already had an answer at this moment.

After a while, the Eye of Ten Thousand Thunder finally returned to normal, and everyone looked in the direction of Ye Qingchen just now, but they could no longer see her figure.

There, the thunder elemental rebellion weakened, like a coast that had receded from the tide, leaving only a tragic aura.

"Did it work?" someone asked.

Ye Qingchen and Chu Yan, did they step on the thunder and successfully reach the other side, or did they break the halberd and sink into the sand and fall into the abyss from which there will be no return?

Diao's heart was in his throat, and he prayed with all the luck of his life in his heart, praying for a miracle. The face of the Mingxi Sage was solemn as if covered with frost, and the depths of his dark eyes flashed with the light of anticipation, looking for it at the thirteenth lonely peak; Ye Qing'er covered her heart, her face was as pale as paper, and she wanted to wear through her eyes, exhausting all her gaze.

......

At this moment, all living beings are in various forms, and the only thing that is the same is that they are all quietly waiting for a result.

At this time, there is a mountain wind with a mist to come, the thirteenth lonely peak, the sky full of thunder and lightning looming behind the white fog, can not see real.

It's just that, under a closer look, there is a vague figure between the intertwining of thunder and light, like a golden Buddha, immovable.

At that moment, everyone's eyes froze, their hearts were beating rapidly, and blood was desperately rushing to their heads.

On the thirteenth peak, that figure is Ye Qingchen?

Or Chu Yan?

At least, one of the two of them succeeded!

The white mist went away with the wind, and the thirteen peaks in the field of vision were clear again.

But under the huge thunderball, the figure sitting cross-legged gradually became clear. Her eyes were closed, bathed in endless thunder, her black hair flying, and her blood-stained robe hunting.

It's Ye Qingchen!

After a short silence, there was an overwhelming cheer, deafening and resounding completely.

"She's actually... It's really a success!" How many years have passed, and finally someone has climbed the Thirteenth Peak!

In addition to being excited, some people also thought of Chu Yan.

Ye Qingchen succeeded, what about Chu Yan?

Could it be that he was struck by lightning and fell into the abyss? Or could he not bear the momentum of the thunderbolt, shattered his bones, and dissipated into smoke and clouds in the world?

A sense of sadness suddenly swelled up in my heart.

That amazing and brilliant Chu Gongzi...

"Ha, what a coincidence!"

On the thirteenth peak, there was a laughing voice. The emotions that everyone had just brewed disappeared in an instant!

His eyes were shining, and his face was filled with ecstasy.

In the field of vision, a blood-stained white-clothed figure sat up slowly, although his face was covered with blood and his long hair was messy, he still couldn't hide his graceful and beautiful appearance.

"Tsk, a little bit of a skill. Ye Qingchen's gaze fell on Chu Yan, and his red lips curled.

"Yes, who am I!" Chu Yan shook his hair coquettishly, and he was elegant and elegant.

The two glanced at each other, and suddenly laughed, Qingyue's laughter, a little relieved, a little heroic, echoed in the Wanlei Mountain, making people can't help but want to laugh together.

Outside the Eye of Ten Thousand Thunders, the crowd was boiling, and it couldn't be calm for a long time.

In the crowd, Ah Diao breathed a long sigh of relief, smiling happily, excited like a lark, Ye Qing'er lost her strength and fell into the arms of Murong Feng behind her, panting heavily, as if she had experienced a life-and-death battle.

The stone in the heart of the Mingxi Sage finally landed. Although before this, he had been calmly comforting the Dongliu Sage, in fact, he had no bottom at all.

"This is what the Thunder Domain should look like!" he couldn't help but sigh.

For thousands of years, countless days of pride and ambition have come and left in disgrace, and many people have not even had a chance to leave.

Finally, many years later, the thirteenth solitary peak has a new footprint.

At this moment, he seems to finally be able to understand the words of the Imperial Thunder Ancestor back then: As a disciple of the Thunder Domain, you are the descendants of the thunderbolt, and you should have the posture of thunder and lightning, indomitable, brave and fearless!

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His eyes stared motionlessly at the two figures on the thirteenth peak, Gu Ruoyun's nails were almost embedded in his palms.

Not long ago, she climbed the Twelve Peaks and saw all the small mountains. However, immediately after, two people appeared, and they did not hesitate to rush towards the thirteen peaks.

She thought that Ye Qingchen and Chu Yan's ending would be the same as those former Thunder Domain Tianjiao after all, either abolishing their cultivation or shattering their bones!

However, she could not have expected that they would succeed!

The thirteen peaks are so towering, reaching into the sky, overlooking all living beings with the attitude of a king.

The scenery there must be beautiful, right?

Gu Ruoyun's eyes were full of jealousy, and a face as beautiful as a flower was so hideous and twisted that he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"My uncle is right, the thunder element here really contains Dao meaning. On the thirteenth peak, Chu Yan wiped the blood stains on his face.

Ye Qingchen's breathing gradually calmed down. After the initial pain, she had become accustomed to the power of the thunder elemental that rioted on the Thirteen Peaks.