Wuji, the saint of Wuxu Sect, has already taken Wuxu Sect disciples to Mount Buzhou.

Before I could go up the mountain, I was blocked from my way.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

A man in black robe spoke coldly.

"snort."

The saint of Wuxu Sect snorted coldly, waved it casually, and a powerful force emerged from the palm of his palm, directly knocking the man away.

The man in black robe fell heavily on the ground in the distance, making a desolate scream.

"What are you doing?"

A voice resounded.

Immediately afterwards, Tai Cang appeared.

He carried his hands on his back, looked at Wu Ji, and said lightly: "Wu Ji, Buzhou Mountain no longer belongs to you. Why are you here to do? Have you forgotten what I said last time?"

Wu Ji looked at Tai Cang with a low expression and said, "Now there is a divine object in Buzhou Mountain. Do you want to occupy it?"

"That's right." Tai Cang spoke, he was crazy.

"Even if I fight to the death, I will never let you take over."
Chapter completed!