When the thunder tribulation was halfway through, Wen Zhuo and Yin Xichuan of the Demon Realm also heard this ancient and unsurpassed movement, and they were really relieved, so they rushed back to Tongding Pavilion together.

"Changhai!"

Yin Xichuan called and then turned over and jumped onto the roof with Wen Zhuo, looking at a vast catastrophe that began in the direction of the sea of clouds.

The two of them have been in the demon realm for three hundred years, and after all, they have laid a foundation for themselves by cultivating, and now they still have a place of peace of mind.

However, it has only been more than 300 years since he left the five continents, how could this cultivator make such a big disturbance?

"Xichuan!" Meng Changhai and Lian were both surprised.

The four of them stood on the top of the eaves, and Yin Xichuan recognized it after looking at it for a while: "This is, where is the barrier in the extreme north of the clouds?"

"That's right," Meng Changhai muttered, "I guess it's Shen Yanhe who should be crossing the Heavenly Tribulation." ”

Wen Zhuo was surprised: "Shen Yanhe, is he going to soar?"

Yin Xichuan seemed to think of something: "Could it be that he has found the candle dragon and has been cultivating to become an immortal?"

Meng Changhai's eyes kept staring at the movement of the thunder tribulation, and nodded: "I guess the same." ”

"The problem is that there is no way to know what Yu Ziye's primordial spirit is now. ”

Lian Shuangshuang frowned as she spoke, she had been worried about not only Shen Yanhe, but also Yu Ziye's immortal body.

At this time, all the nine heavenly thunders had fallen, and Meng Changhai suddenly narrowed his eyes with a serious expression:

"This ...... It's very different from the thunderstorm I experienced. ”

"What's the difference?" Yin Xichuan asked hurriedly, he and Wen Zhuo had not seen Meng Changhai's thunder tribulation in person, and they didn't know how powerful it was.

"In this rolling black cloud, there is not only thunder and fire, but also the power of wind and fire, entangled with each other, extremely sinister. Just talking about these nine heavenly thunders, they are much stronger than what I suffered that day......"

Hearing Meng Changhai's words, Lian Shuangshuang was anxious, what kind of scarred Meng Changhai was after the catastrophe that day, she knew best:

"In this way, wouldn't Shen Yanhe be more than lucky!"

Meng Changhai frowned and did not speak. Even if the four of them stood on the eaves, they couldn't really see the extreme north of the clouds, and they had no way of knowing what the top of the snow-capped mountain was like after these nine heavenly thunders.

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At the top of the snow-capped mountain at this time, Shen Yanhe's face was as white as snow, and his body was crescent white, and it seemed that the whole person was about to melt into the wind and snow on the top of the mountain.

Beads of sweat dripped down his jaw, his lips were pale, he had lost the strength to support his body, and he fell diagonally on top of a pile of fresh snow, his body temperature gradually lost.

However, the fierce Yin Fire and the Fierce Wind Tribulation were still hovering in his body, and the fire in his heart and the fierce wind in his brain seemed to have taken away all his consciousness.

The candle dragon's expression was tense, and he was carefully manipulating the wisp of spiritual power that protected Shen Yanhe's primordial spirit.

In this matter, he was indeed careless.

It should have been expected earlier that all immortals are love words, and they can let go of everything.

A mortal immortal is indeed unlikely to survive the three tribulations. The condition he set was indeed a bit too demanding.

But even if he knew that he had little chance of winning, why could the man in front of him face the three tribulations so calmly, and he seemed to be convinced of fate.

Speaking of fate, after the candle dragon returned to the heavenly court, he did meet with Si Ming Xingjun in a hurry, and learned that Shen Yanhe would have a chance to ascend in his fate.

But he really didn't think that the opportunity turned out to be himself.

If it weren't for him being trapped in the Yunshui Wonderland, if it weren't for his wisp of candle dragon breath in Shen Yanhe's body, there would definitely be no today.

The candle dragon's always cold face actually showed a slight smile.

He himself, who had never been close to any living beings for thousands of years, was taught a lesson by these two mortal immortals by chance.

At this time, Shen Yanhe seemed to have withstood the fierce wind tribulation, but after all, he was still burned by the Yin Fire.

When the Yuan Shen was shattered, fortunately, a wisp of ancient divine power of the Candle Dragon saved Shen Yanhe's Yuan Shen fragments, which could be used to dissolve the traces of Yin Fire.

The remnant clouds in the sky are dispersed, the moon and stars are scarce, and the breeze on the top of the snow-capped mountains adds to the cold atmosphere of fresh snow.

The candle dragon stepped forward to investigate Shen Yanhe's primordial spirit and aura, his expression was relieved, and he sighed slightly and shook his head.

That's it, sure enough, the entanglement between people has been the most difficult to sort out since ancient times.

He wasted tens of thousands of years of cultivation for the wish of two little mortals.

The candle dragon turned into a dragon and brought the unconscious Shen Yanhe back to the Zhongshan Hall of the Heavenly Court to recuperate.

He pondered in his heart, if the matter of these two people was to let the old naughty boy of Yuansheng Tianzun know, he didn't know how to laugh at himself for thousands of years......

The Xianjun and Xian'e in the Zhongshan Hall have been busy these days, and they are also surprised in their hearts.

Just restored the immortal body for Yu Ziye, an innocent mortal immortal woman, and turned into an immortal, and today the god brought back a mysterious man.

For thousands of years, Zhongshan Hall has never been so lively.

Candle Dragon just settled Shen Yanhe in the house, and used magic tools to slowly mend the cracks of the Yuan Shen for him.

He stretched out his hand to probe, but fortunately, it wouldn't take too long to repair the Yuan Shen, so he put his mind at ease and walked out of the door, and saw Yu Ziye waiting obediently at the door:

"Divine Venerable, who is he?"

Candle Dragon was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that Yu Ziye still had a thousand years of history in his hands, and at this time, she naturally couldn't remember the power of water and Shen Yanhe.

"You...... Senior brother in the mortal world. ”

"Senior brother?" Yu Ziye tiptoed to look inside the door curiously, and was also a little curious.

"Are you settled in this hall?" the candle dragon asked indifferently.

"Well, the Immortal Monarch and Immortal E in the hall have taken care of it for me!" Yu Ziye replied with a smile.

The candle dragon's eyes swept towards Yu Ziye's vibrant little face, and there was a strange sense of intimacy in his heart, and he groaned slightly:

"I don't control you on weekdays, and you don't want to bother me. ”

Having heard Xian'e talk about the character of the candle dragon, Yu Ziye nodded knowingly, and asked again:

"Senior brother is injured, can I go in and have a look?"

"Self-deed. ”

With that, the candle dragon disappeared.

Although Yu Ziye said that he had no rank in this Heavenly Court, he was just a small fairy in Zhongshan Palace, but the people who came to visit and watch the excitement today were all respectful, and they were all given by the great name of the candle dragon.

No one thinks that if you can get the god of Zhongshan and turn into an immortal, there must be something powerful.

Yu Ziye has always been lazy and likes to be free, as long as she lives freely and no one is in charge, she is happy to do so.

However, she somehow was still a little curious about the "senior brother" in the house.

Taking a cautious step to the door of the house, Yu Ziye gently pushed the door open, and walked into the inner room lightly, and heard the sound of low divine power flowing.

She walked to the edge of the couch, where a blue glow was floating on the man's body, and the divine power was circulating in the man's body again and again.

Yu Ziye looked at the face of the person on the couch curiously, his eyes were closed, his lips were pursed slightly, and there was no life on his face.

But even if his face is as white as paper and his black hair is scattered, he is still handsome and his eyebrows are like distant mountains.

Frowning, Yu Ziye felt an indescribable sense of familiarity, as if he had pressed a boulder.

She shook her head, stepped out of the house with a delicate step, and closed the door.

After all, it's a senior brother, and I'm probably very familiar with him before.

At this time, a clear wind blew through several wind chimes in the courtyard, and a few crisp sounds.

The red line that was broken by the number of lives seemed to be quietly tied together again.