I originally thought that with his cultivation at the middle stage of the God Realm, he would be more than enough to crush Jun Xiaoyao.And nowAfter the Godly Realm, the ancient freaks were all crushed...On the other hand, Yu Huatian, separated from Jiang Chen, was also pondering deeply.

Why could this person sense my situation.

Even the mighty Yan Huang couldn't see anything amiss at first.

Yu Huatian's eyes flickered slightly.

Jiang Chen is right, he is indeed not Yu Hua Tian.

Or, it wasn't the "Yu Hua Tian" of the past.

This also relates to his origins and secrets.

But he could even deceive the Heavenly Emperor.

However, Jiang Chen was not fooled.

Although Jiang Chen is the young master of Guantian Pavilion.

But Yuhuatian doesn't believe that Jiang Chen has reached the level of deducing the universe and calculating celestial secrets.

This person must also have some secrets. Through some means, he saw through some of my clues.

Yu Hua thought deeply.

This Jiang Chen, he's also a person who can be harvested.

...Not to mention, he also knows the secret of Yu Huantian. ...

Yuhuatian, it's absolutely impossible to allow Jiang Chen to live forever.

...But now, compared to dealing with Jiang Chen. ...

It is indeed more difficult to deal with Jun Xiaoyao.

From Jiang Chen, he had already confirmed that Jun Xiaoyao came from the Jun family.

"No matter what, this Jun Xiaoyao is not an easy person to deal with."

"If I could possess or refine this person, it would be even better."

"Right now, cooperating with Jiang Chen would be more advantageous."

In Yu Hua Tian's mind, various schemes were churning.

Now, whether it's Ye Yu, Jiang Chen, or Yu Huantian, they all regard Jun Xiaoyao as a major enemy and opponent.

But you, carefree and at ease, are not like this.

His current mindset is like that of a shepherd.

And the three people, Ye Yu and others, were sheep he had released. didn't understand why Gu Nie fled directly.Although he had heard of Jun Xiaoyao's name, it was his first time facing him.Yet to know, facing your carefree demeanor, what kind of terrifying despair it...