C441 (1/2)

Luo Ping transformed into a dragon, and in but an instant, she executed her 'innate divine ability'. These thousands of 'Spirits of All Things' finally dissipated. It was hard to tell if they were dead or frozen.

This encounter could be said to be extremely thrilling.

Wu Yu could also be considered to have escaped from a life or death situation. Of course, this time, he had to thank his concubine for having turned into a dragon and saved him.

Turning around now, it was completely dark. In the darkness, Luo Consort's tall and slender body landed lightly on the ground. Her snow-white hair shone with light, as if she was in a dream.

Wu Yu's flesh and blood body was rapidly recovering. After suffering several collisions with the green light, he had finally recovered a bit, and his vision was clear again.

His gaze, which was burning with golden flames, landed on Luo Huan. Her yellow armor had long since been destroyed, and her delicate body was now covered in blue ice crystals. It made her look like a fairy that had just walked out of a world of ice.

Beneath the ice, the dragon scales on its skin could be vaguely seen.

For a moment, Wu Yu saw her as perfect.

But soon after, the ice crystal vanished, and the Fiery Golden Armor disappeared as well. Luo Yu changed into a new set of clothes before gently landing on the ground.

After all, she had already transformed into a dragon in front of Wu Yu without the Flaming Yellow Immortal Armor, so there was no need for her to hide herself from Wu Yu.

Actually, the reason he didn't show his face the entire time was only because he was worried that his appearance would attract attention again during his hibernation in Yan Huang Imperial City. In this area, she had succeeded. At least, before the Flame War, not many people had paid attention to her.

At this time, Wu Yu's original appearance was right in front of her. Obviously, it was because of her outstanding appearance and temperament that she had been able to become the center of attention.

Wu Yu's eyes were burning. The woman in front of her, her snow-white hair, and her deep blue eyes that were as deep as the ocean had not changed, and the rest of her nose, lips, and cheeks were more perfect than Wu Yu had imagined. However, when they were all combined together, Wu Yu would ignore her eyes. There was no doubt that her beauty surpassed the beauty of mortals!

She was a celestial beast, a dragon!

Even if he were to take human form, it would be inconceivable at this moment. Among the cultivators, many women belonged to the top ranks. And because of their cultivation, bloodline, and their own Dao, only then would they have the ability to distinguish between the strong and the weak!

For example, Nangong Wei had outstanding talent, a refined temperament, and several years of experience in the Rebirth Cave. She was arrogant and had a temperament that was revered by others, and at the same age, no one in Mount Shu could match her.

Qin Fouyao was also a genius. She was also the inheritor of the Heavenly Wind Dao Ji's legacy. She was born with an attractive figure and could be considered an outstanding beauty of her generation. That would not be an exaggeration.

However, they were just ordinary cultivators after all. Even though they were at an unparalleled age, they were inferior in front of a concubine. This was because they were immortal beasts, divine dragons, and even divine dragons with noble bloodlines! Her appearance, by itself, gave off an aura of unparalleled nobility. In addition, her dao, regardless of whether it was her gaze or appearance, made her seem like a celestial fairy. She was simply like a fairy that did not eat the flames of the mortal world, an immortal descending upon the mortal world.

In front of Wu Yu's eyes, she was like an emperor in the sea, but she also had a trace of gentleness and depth. This was a side that was easy for her to approach, but also a side that made others feel gentleness and gentleness. When her watery gaze fell on Wu Yu, it really did feel like she was returning to a harbor, as if all her thoughts couldn't escape from her eyes.

The blue dress and snow-white hair made Wu Yu feel as if she were the most beautiful work of art in the world, something that was forbidden from being tainted by the mundane world.

”Wu Yu...”