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Baiman Mountain, Tianwu Ridge.

This is a small hill that is not more than a hundred feet high, and compared with the peaks of the surrounding strange peaks and thousands of feet, it is like a basin here.

The name of this place is because it is rich in a kind of xenomorph centipede, named Tian Centipede, which is three feet long and as thick as a child's arm, and is extremely poisonous and powerful. Moreover, its thousands of sharp feet, cutting gold and jade, scale armor on the back, and swords are not injured, all of which are very famous refining materials. The monks under the scattered immortals, let alone killing one, even if they knock off a scale and half a claw, and refine it into a magic weapon, it is enough to be used for more than ten years.

However, because this place is only more than 200 miles away from the Yin Wind Cave of Baiman Mountain, the green-robed ancestor comes to inspect from time to time, so there are not many monks who really dare to come here to kill the heavenly centipede.

Today it is different.

On the top of the Heavenly Centipede Ridge, there are groups of three or five, and there are a large number of monks standing in clusters. Old, young, tall, short, handsome, ugly, and so on. However, these people have one thing in common, that is, their bearing is extraordinary! Whoever looks at it will not mistake it for a small role.

These people are all here because of the sword fighting between the red-haired ancestor and the green-robed ancestor. On this day, Wuling was the place where the two of them fought swords. Of course, there were not so many people who received the invitation, more people came to hear the news.

Because, this kind of top master duel has not appeared for many years. Cultivators often retreat and practice penance on weekdays, and it is rare to encounter them, so they naturally want to come and take a look. Not to mention whether you can learn something from it, it is worth it just because it can become an enviable talking point for decades or even a hundred years.

These masters will not deliberately show anything, but it is impossible for so many masters of the same level to gather in one place without having a competitive heart. Under the influence of each other, everyone will unconsciously exude a subtle qi. This kind of qi makes everyone the only one in heaven and earth, even if they are twin brothers, and they will never confuse anyone.

Maybe it's because there are so many masters, halfway up the mountain, in the recess, in the jungle, there are monks everywhere, going back and forth, fighting with the heavenly centipede that is a specialty of this place. Of course, without exception, these people are all casual cultivators or junior disciples. Obviously, they regard this as a rare "opportunity to make money"!

The sky was just getting bright.

The monks from all sides stopped talking and turned their gaze to the south.

At this time, in the southern sky, a wisp of blood came out, expanding rapidly, as if covering the sky, spreading towards the Heavenly Centipede Ridge. The monks on the top of the mountain, without exception, are all masters, and the worst is also a scattered immortal, their eyes are very strong, and in a moment, they can see everything clearly.

The blood light was a river of blood, as wide as a hundred zhang, like a rainbow bridge, extending from the distant void. This river of blood is not an illusory manifestation, it is only light, but a genuine product, the blood fills the heavens and the earth, and the waves roar again and again.

Above the waves of the Blood River, there are blood-colored lotus flowers as big as millstones, revealing a foot above the surface of the river. On top of each one, there was a monk in a blood-colored robe, there were always more than a hundred or so of them, each holding a long flag, and the blood light rose, faintly forming a formation, and the momentum was extraordinary.

The person at the head is a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a handsome face, a heroic posture, long black hair draped behind him, loosely tied with silk in the middle, looking extraordinarily elegant and chic, just like a son in the world.

But no one really looked at him that way.

Because, whether it is from the position he stands on, or the specially-shaped flying sword he carries behind him, it can be seen that he has a position among the crowd.

Those uninvited monks may still have some doubts in their hearts. Those who had the invitation card were undoubtedly the identity of the teenager.

The second-generation sect leader of Hongmuling - Zhong Yuan!

It's too late, it's too soon!

The surging blood river was surging and rushing very fast, and in just a moment, it surged into the sky above the Heavenly Snake Ridge. At this time, the endless river of blood behind it suddenly recovered, and in an instant, only a hundred zhang long remained, and it fell.

As soon as the blood river landed, it immediately disappeared, turned into a blood light, and flew into Zhong Yuan's hand, but it was also a long flag. The shape is the same as the rest of the people, but the banner is blood-red and nothing, but it is not like the one in the hands of others, and the banner is densely covered with various demon gods or runes.

Zhong Yuan held the long flag in his hand, clasped his fists and saluted in all directions, and said loudly, "Poor Dao Zhong Yuan, add to be the new sect leader of the Hongmu Ridge lineage! Here, on behalf of the poor Dao sect, I would like to thank all the Daoists for coming to witness the sword fight between the red-haired senior brother and the green-robed sect leader! Barren mountains and wild mountains, there is nothing to repay, I can only prepare some tea, wine and fruits, I hope you Daoists will not dislike it!"

Zhong Yuan seemed to be just a little monk who had not yet become an immortal, but at this time, no one dared to despise him, or open his mouth to make peace, or bow his hand.

At this moment, the long banner in Zhong Yuan's hand shook violently, and tens of millions of blood shimmered like a torrential rain, sinking into the earth at the top of the Heavenly Silkworm Ridge. Then, wisps of blood-colored buds came out, growing bigger and bigger, and in just a moment, thousands of blood lotuses the size of a millstone were born. Everyone immediately found themselves in the lotus sea.

On top of each blood lotus, there are five jade plates, four of which are various fruits, and the one in the center, some are placed with wine, and some are placed with tea.

Most of those who arrived early were Demon Dao, side door monks, and scattered cultivators from all walks of life. These people are rarely polite, and they just pick them up from their side to eat and drink.

At this time, they realized that these plates, wine pots, and teapots were all ritual utensils, forming their own space, and the contents seemed to be endless, no matter how they were used, they still looked full.

Zhong Yuan was about to pay attention to check the situation of the monks who came at this time, when suddenly, he saw a beautiful woman in her thirties and thirties, coming from the lotus sea.

"Xu Feiniang in the next five Taiwans, I have seen Sect Master Zhong!"

The beautiful woman had just seen the salute, and Zhong Yuan had not yet returned the salute, when he suddenly heard a person muttering not far from the left, "These things are really bland! Prepare once, and don't get some strong wine and meat, how can I wait for the entrance?"

"It's like, it's young!"

Several people next to him also whispered.

At this time, a touch of coldness suddenly appeared on Zhong Yuan's face, and the long banner in his hand shook, and a big white bone hand came out of it, and he picked up those people at once, threw them casually, and smashed them towards a nearby mountain. Then, the big white bone hand quickly retracted.

Naturally, everyone present could see this scene clearly, and at that time, their faces were different! However, no one said anything, as if it had never happened at all!