Chương 1130: The Sadness of Snow

In the higher sky, a relatively small sized Kun Peng bird transformed into a large fish, drifted in the dark clouds. When the Kun Peng bird transformed into its fish shape, it looked like a whale and sounded like a dragon. Wherever it reached, countless whirlwinds had been roaring, shredding the clouds in the sky.

Yemo Tian was wearing a long robe that belonged to an ancient divine emperor, which looked very strange on him. He was also wearing a golden hat that was embossed with nine dragons. He was holding an exquisitely crafted jade board, which was used by an ancient heavenly God in the divine court, and had a series of jade accessories tied around his waist. With all those brightly glowing accessories, he proudly stood on the head of that Kun Peng bird, looking down at everyone else.

Yemo Luoye’s look slightly changed, then that pretty face of her was immediately filled with a warm smile.