Chapter 7369: The Center of Attention!

Hearing that the First Son of God was unwilling to admit defeat and leave, Tang Muzhi was already a little angry, and now all the anger broke out!

In front of Shi Renshan, he increased the power of the Five-Colored Mountain, crushing the First Son of God inch by inch.

The flesh and blood of the First Son of God cracked inch by inch, and the shrill screams echoed continuously.

"Ahhh..."

The shrill screams made everyone's face change drastically.

Shi Renshan saw this and got angry. He said in a cold voice, "Boy, what are you doing?"

Tang Muzhi said in a cold voice, "Senior, didn't you hear me just now? Your disciple from the Nine Nether Demon Palace doesn't want to admit defeat, so let's continue fighting!"

"Could it be that you are still bullying others?"

"Are you still planning to intervene in the competition?"

He said fearlessly, "Not to mention that my Tiandao clan is not someone who is easy to bully, there are still three seniors from ancient forces standing in the sky watching this battle, and they can't let you be presumptuous here!"

"Since he is unwilling to admit defeat, please get out of the way and let us continue fighting!"

The moment Tang Muzhi's voice came, Tang Xiong, the patriarch of the Tiandao clan, walked out from Tianjian Peak and stood beside Tang Muzhi.

He is not only the patriarch of the Tiandao clan, but also a relative of Tang Muzhi. Naturally, he will stand on Tang Muzhi's side at this moment!

Tang Xiong said: "Since the disciples of Jiuyou Demon Palace are unwilling to admit defeat, let them continue to fight."

"Fellow Daoists of Jiuyou Demon Palace, please watch from the sidelines with me!"

At the same time.

The elders of the three ancient forces standing in the sky also appeared one after another, frowning at Shi Renshan:

"What does Jiuyou Demon Palace mean?"

"Who are you?"

Faced with the questions of the elders of the three ancient forces, Shi Renshan's face was very ugly, and he had to bow and say:

"I am Shi Renshan, an elder of the Jiuyou Demon Palace Elder Council."

Fellow Daoist Chai of Wushen Sect glanced at Shi Renshan, then looked at Lin Bai who was sitting on Tianjian Peak, and asked:

"Emperor Lin Bai, what do you mean by Jiuyou Demon Palace?"

What do you mean? Are you asking them? Why are you asking me? ... Lin Bai was speechless.

This is troublesome.

The three ancient forces asked Lin Bai the reason.

If Lin Bai lets it go and lets Shi Renshan and the First Son of God continue to mess around, the Nine Nether Demon Palace will lose face.

If Lin Bai intervenes, Shi Renshan and the First Son of God may not appreciate it, and may even hold a grudge against Lin Bai, thinking that Lin Bai deliberately ruined his competition!

Lin Bai's face darkened for a moment, and he sat on the stone without answering.

The elders of the three ancient forces did not get an answer from Lin Bai, so they continued to look at Shi Renshan and asked:

"Does the Nine Nether Demon Palace want to continue fighting? Or admit defeat and leave?"

Shi Renshan gritted his teeth, feeling that his old face was thrown on the ground: "We admit defeat!"

The elders of the three ancient forces snorted coldly: "We are not asking you, we are asking you Yan Congjiao of the Nine Nether Demon Palace."

"Do you still want to fight?"

The tone of the three ancient forces became colder and colder, and the First Son of God, who was suppressed under the Five-Colored Mountain, looked very exhausted.

Shi Renshan hurriedly said, "Give up! You are no longer Tang Muzhi's opponent!"

"You have missed the opportunity to take out the supreme divine weapon to fight back. As long as he doesn't take away the Five-Colored Mountain, you can't turn defeat into victory!"

"Give up now and you can still save your life!"

The flesh and blood of the First Son of God under the Five-Colored Mountain had been torn apart, and blood was pouring out.

He was extremely unwilling in his heart. He still had many means to use, and he didn't even use the supreme divine weapon given to him by the Demon Palace.

He thought he still had the strength to fight Tang Muzhi, but it was only because the Five-Colored Mountain was suppressing him that he could hardly resist.

Now, under the questioning of the three ancient forces, in the voice transmission of his master Shi Renshan, the First Son of God had to make a decision:

"Okay."

"I give up!"

The First Son of God squeezed out a few words from his teeth.

The three ancient powers nodded slightly and announced immediately: "Yan Congjiao of the Nine Nether Demon Palace admits defeat. In this battle, Tang Muzhi of the Northern Territory wins!"

"Tang Muzhi, you can take your Five-Colored Mountain!"

"Yes, sir!" Tang Muzhi responded with a bow, raised his hand, and the Five-Colored Mountain quickly shrunk and returned to Tang Muzhi's hand.

Without the pressure of the Five-Colored Mountain, the First Son of God Yan Congjiao breathed a sigh of relief and came to Shi Renshan's side.

He looked at Tang Muzhi fiercely, and roared in extreme anger:

"You despicable villain, how dare you plot against me!"

Tang Muzhi looked at the First Son of God speechlessly, and said coldly:

"Plot?"

"We are fighting, not playing."

"You lost to me today, it can only be said that you are not good at martial arts. If it weren't for your sect's seniors, you would have died in my hands today!"

"Hehe."

"You have survived under the protection of your sect's seniors, but you still don't know it, and you dare to bark, you really don't know how to live or die!"

After the First Son of God Yan Congjiao swallowed a few pills, his injuries showed signs of healing.

He immediately roared: "Come on, let's fight again!"

Tang Muzhi turned away with disdain: "I'm not interested in playing with fools here!"

"If you want to fight, come to the Tiandao Clan to find me!"

"But before you come to me, I advise you to write a suicide note first!"

After finishing speaking, Tang Muzhi returned to the top of Tianjian Peak, sat on the stone and drank wine, no longer paying attention to the First Son of God.

This battle ends here.

"return!"

"Come back! Come back and continue fighting!"

The First Son of God seemed to have gone crazy and yelled at Tang Muzhi's back.

Shi Renshan narrowed his eyes and looked around Tianjian Peak at all the warriors who came to watch the battle, his heart gradually sinking to the bottom.

He noticed that the eyes of these warriors watching the battle were full of contempt and disdain.

He noticed that the warriors watching the battle and the people around them were whispering to each other, and they all seemed to be talking about the embarrassment between the First God Son and him.

"What a shame! Not only did you lose the competition, but you also lost your character!"

"Nine Nether Demon Palace is truly a rat in the gutter, it's so disgusting!"

"Nine Nether Demon Palace is a joke!"

"..."

Shi Renshan bit his cheek, as if he heard everyone's cynicism, and his heart gradually became cold.

He originally wanted to use the warriors from the Eastern and Northern Territories to completely establish his name as the First Son of God, so as to gain more support and capital for his fight for the "Emperor's Son" of the Nine Nether Demon Palace.

But he never expected that the First Son of God would lose so miserably in this battle!

Not only was he being teased by Tang Muzhi, but he was also unwilling to admit defeat even after he had already stepped forward, even though he knew he was losing.

Instead, he asked Shi Renshan to help him move the Five Color Mountain so that he could fight Tang Muzhi again!

This not only loses the competition, but also loses the character!

This not only made the Eastern Region warriors laugh, but also caused the warriors in the Nine Nether Demon Palace to lose confidence and hope in the First Son of God.

"Let's go!"

After being silent for a long time, Shi Renshan left Tianjian Peak with the First Son of God.

The First Son of God did not return to Tianjian Peak, but followed Shi Renshan back to the outside of Tianjian Peak and came to the area where Jiuyou Demon Palace was located.

In addition to the warriors competing in the competition, the other warriors watching the battle must be on Tianjian Peak, including the second divine son, third divine son, fifth divine son of Jiuyou Demon Palace, as well as the ninth goddess Li Guxian, Taoist disciple Yu You and many others The geniuses and warriors of the Nine Nether Demon Palace are all outside Tianjian Peak.

When Shi Renshan came back with the First God Son, the First God Son still had an indignant look on his face, as if he had suffered great humiliation and grievance.

The Third Son of God rolled his eyes speechlessly and couldn't help but say:

"Since you have lost and are no longer your opponent, you can just admit defeat. This is not a shameful thing!"

"Are you planning to use rogue means to win the competition by being so messy?"

"I really lost the competition and lost my character!"

"It's really an embarrassment to Jiuyou Demon Palace!"

Facing the cynicism of the Second God Son, Shi Renshan closed his eyes expressionlessly, but the First God Son gritted his teeth and roared:

"What are you barking at?"

The Third Son of God was not willing to be outdone at this moment and said: "What? Now the First Son of God can't even understand human speech? Do you think this is a dog barking?"

Li Guxian, the Goddess of the Ninth Temple, chuckled and said, "Did the Third Son of God only get to know our First Son of God today? Hasn't he always been unable to understand human speech?"

The Third Son of God chuckled and said, "That's right."

The fifth divine son, Lu Yunzhe, stood silently beside him. The first divine son's performance today was also somewhat difficult for him to understand and accept.

The First Son of God was furious, and he took a few steps forward and rushed towards the Third Son of God and the Ninth Goddess:

"When did you two bitches dare to yell at me like this?"

He was about to take action when he saw the First Son of God, just as he was walking towards the Third Son of God and the Ninth Goddess.

Suddenly, the Second Son of God stepped forward in silence, stopped the First Son of God, and confronted him.

"You still want to fight?"

"Don't you think you've been embarrassed enough?"

The Second God Son has always been taciturn, and at least he still maintains a slight affection for the First God Son, and even supports the First God Son in his heart.

But now with the end of this battle, the Second God Son's high hopes for the First God Son have completely collapsed.

Shi Renshan scolded angrily: "Congjiao! Stop messing around!"

"If anything happens, we'll talk about it later when we get back to the sect!"

"And we haven't lost yet!"

Shi Renshan stared at Tianjian Peak, his eyes falling on Lin Bai: "If Lin Bai is completely defeated at the hands of Xiao Junfeng, then we still have a chance of winning!"

Shi Renshan still held a trace of unrealistic fantasy, thinking that if Lin Bai also suffered a tragic defeat at the hands of Xiao Junfeng, then both he and the First Son of God would be defeated miserably, and they would still be on the same level.

Although he knew very well that this fantasy was a bit unrealistic, but judging from the current situation, he could only carry this idea.

…

As the competition between Tang Muzhi and the First Son of God ended, the seniors of the three ancient forces looked at each other.

They all had smiles on their faces, as if they were satisfied.

Immediately.

The three of them all looked at Lin Bai and Xiao Junfeng who were sitting on the rocks, and said with a smile:

"It seems that it's your turn to end this battle!"

"I guess this is also the ending that the warriors from the Eastern and Northern Regions of the Demon Realm most want to see!"

"After all, many of the warriors who are here to watch the battle are here for you two!"

"Then don't waste time."

"The fifth battle between the Eastern Region and the Northern Region will also be a decisive battle. Lin Bai, the emperor of the Nine Nether Demon Palace in the Eastern Region, will face off against Junfeng, the saint of the Northern Region's Shenlian Sect!"

"If you two are ready, you can get started!"

All the attention!

Almost as soon as the seniors of the three ancient forces announced the start of the fifth battle between the warriors from the Eastern Region and the Northern Region, everyone's eyes fell on Lin Bai and Xiao Junfeng.

The young man sitting next to Wei Junfeng also stopped looking carefree, with a little expectation in his eyebrows.

The man in black robe sitting not far from Lin Bai also stopped drinking at this moment, opening his drunken eyes, and his scattered gaze gradually condensed.

The warriors watching the battle outside Tianjian Peak all cast their gazes on the two of them, their expressions looking particularly passionate and expectant.

The warriors in front of the major projection formations in the Eastern Region and the Northern Region are also excited. After all, the upcoming competition is likely to be the highest level of the young generation in the contemporary demon world!

Wei Junfeng drank all the wine in the jug, threw the jug aside casually, and said with a smile:

"Since we can't hide anymore, it's our turn."

"Please, Brother Lin."

Lin Bai took a deep breath, his expression was similar to that of Xiao Junfeng, and he still looked helpless:

"Please, brother Wei."

Lin Bai put down the wine bottle, stood up from the stone at the same time as Wei Junfeng, and walked towards the sky of Tianjian Peak.

As the two of them walked towards the sky step by step, the world around them suddenly became quiet.

Hundreds of thousands of warriors gathered around Tianjian Peak, and they were all silent. There was only the sound of the cold wind whistling and the falling snowflakes between heaven and earth.

The whole world seemed to have lost its color, and everyone's attention was focused on Lin Bai and Xiao Junfeng.

Under the gaze of everyone, the two stood high in the sky at Tianjian Peak, a hundred meters apart.

There was no serious atmosphere between them as if the competition was about to begin. Instead, Xiao Junfeng smiled and said:

"Brother Lin, Jiuyou Demon Palace should have given you some supreme weapons for use at critical moments, right?"

"The Shen Lian Sect also gave me one."

"But I don't think it will be needed."

While speaking, the Holy Son of the Lian Shen Sect, Wei Junfeng, took out a human face mask full of sacredness from his arms.

This human face mask seems to be made of some unknown flesh, with strange patterns and veins embroidered with gold thread on the pure white background.

The mask didn't look strange, but it made everyone feel a little weird and weird.

"The Demon Palace did give me a supreme divine weapon!"

While talking, Lin Bai also took out a treasure box and opened it, revealing a long black sword with talisman paper inside.

When Wang Zhengyang, the Saint Son of the All Saints Mountain, saw the treasures taken out by the two men, his eyes widened with horror:

"The mask in Xiao Junfeng's hand is called the 'Mask of the Gods'. The owner of this thing has extremely strange and extremely powerful power. It is known as one of the most powerful treasures of the Shen Lian Sect!"

"And the sword in Brother Lin's hand is called the 'Nine Death Demon Sword'. It was once a relic of a senior from the Nine Nether Demon Palace. It also possesses extremely powerful and strange power!"

"These two treasures can be regarded as the treasures at the bottom of their respective sects' treasure chests!"

"I really didn't expect that both the Nine Nether Demon Palace and the Refining God Sect would take out these two things and give them to them for use."

Even Wang Zhengyang, the Holy Son of the All Saints Mountain, was a little shocked by the Supreme Divine Weapon that Lin Bai and Wei Junfeng took out.