Heaven-defying Formation of Three Talents (1)

"Yun AoTian, Tian Chengzi."

"Long time no see."

Yao Yuan, one of the five fake Martial God Realm experts, swept his gaze over Tian Chengzi before his gaze landed on Yun AoTian.

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, but it was gone for a moment. No one noticed it at all.

Then, he spoke indifferently. His voice was calm, like a friend who had not seen each other for many years.

"Yao Yuan, a hundred years have passed. I didn't expect you to still be a pseudo-Martial God."

"A hundred years ago, you and I should settle our old scores today, right?"

Yun AoTian's eyes were calm, but the aura on his body quickly soared.

The killing intent of destruction, this kind of killing intent was irreconcilable. It was an existence that would kill you and kill me.