Hearing that the First Son of God was unwilling to admit defeat and leave, Tang Muzhi was already a little angry, but it all burst out at this moment!
In front of Shi Renshan, he increased the power of Five Color Mountain, causing it to crush the First Son of God inch by inch.
The flesh and skin on the First Son of God's body cracked open inch by inch, and screams of agony continued to echo.
"Ahhhh..."
The shrill screams made everyone's expressions change greatly.
Seeing this, Shi Renshan had some anger on his face and said coldly: "Boy, what are you doing?"
Tang Muzhi said in a cold voice: "Senior, didn't you hear that just now? Your disciple of Jiuyou Demon Palace doesn't want to admit defeat, so let's continue fighting!"
"Is it possible that senior still wants to bully others?"
"Senior, are you still planning to intervene in the martial arts contest?"
He confidently said: "Not to mention that my Tiandao clan is not easy to bully, but there are still three seniors from the ancient forces standing in the sky watching this battle, and we cannot allow the seniors to be arrogant here!"
"Since he is unwilling to admit defeat, please senior, please step aside and let us continue fighting!"
The moment Tang Muzhi's voice came, Tang Xiong, the leader of the Tiandao clan, walked out from Tianjian Peak and stood beside Tang Muzhi.
He is not only the leader of the Tiandao clan, but also a close relative of Tang Mu. He will naturally stand by Tang Mu's side at this moment!
Tang Xiong said: "Since the disciples of the Nine Nether Demon Palace are unwilling to admit defeat, let them continue to fight."
"Fellow Taoist from the Nine Nether Demon Palace, please join me in observing from the sidelines!"
at the same time.
The seniors of the three ancient forces standing high in the sky also appeared one after another and looked at Shi Renshan with a frown:
"What does Jiuyou Demon Palace mean?"
"Who are you?"
Facing the inquiries from the seniors of the three ancient forces, Shi Renshan's face was very ugly and he could only hold his hands and said:
"The old man is the elder of the Council of Elders of the Nine Nether Demon Palace. The stone man is kind."
Taoist Chai from the Martial God Sect glanced sideways at the aftermath of the stone man's aftermath, then looked at Lin Bai 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? What are you asking me for?... Lin Bai was suddenly speechless.
Now it's troublesome.
The three ancient forces asked Lin Bai why.
If Lin Bai lets it go and lets Shi Renshan and the First Son of God continue to mess around, Jiuyou Demon Palace will definitely lose its face.
If Lin Bai were to take care of it, Shi Renshan and the First Son of God might not appreciate it, and they would even hold a grudge against Lin Bai, thinking that Lin Bai deliberately sabotaged his competition!
Lin Bai's face became gloomy for a moment, and he sat on the stone without replying.
The seniors of the three ancient forces did not receive an answer from Lin Bai, so they continued to look at Shi Renshan and asked:
"Should the Nine Nether Demon Palace continue to fight? Or should we admit defeat and leave?"
Shi Renshan gritted his teeth and felt his old face dropped to the ground: "We admit defeat!"
The seniors 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. The First Son of God, who was suppressed under the Five Color Mountain, looked very strenuous.
Shi Renshan hurriedly said: "Admit defeat! You are no longer Tang Muzhi's opponent!"
"You have missed the opportunity to take out the Supreme Divine Weapon to counterattack. As long as he does not take away the Five Color Mountain, you will not be able to turn defeat into victory!"
"You can still save your life by admitting defeat now!"
The flesh and blood of the First Son of God under the Five-Colored Mountain has been torn apart, and blood is pouring out like a gush.
He was extremely unwilling. He still had many methods that he had not used yet, and he had not even used the supreme divine weapon entrusted to him by the Demon Palace.
He thought he still had the strength to fight against Tang Mu, but it was just because the Five Color Mountain was suppressing him now that it was difficult for him to resist.
Now under the pressure of the three ancient forces, and in the voice transmission of Master Shi Renshan, the First Son of God had to make a decision:
"good."
"I surrender!"
The First Son of God squeezed out a few words through his teeth.
The three powerful ancient forces nodded slightly and immediately announced: "Nine Nether Demon Palace Yan Congjiao surrenders. In this battle, Tang Muzhi of the Northern Territory wins!"
"Tang Muzhi, I can take away your Five Color Mountain!"
"Follow the order!" Tang Muzhi responded with cupped hands, raised his hand, and the five-color mountain quickly rotated and shrank, returning to Tang Muzhi's hands.
Without the pressure of Five Color Mountain, the First God Son Yan Congjiao breathed a sigh of relief and came to Shi Renshan's side.
He looked at Tang Muzhi with vicious eyes and roared with great anger:
"Despicable and shameless villain, how dare you plot against me!"
Tang Muzhi looked at the First Son of God speechlessly and said coldly:
"plot?"
"You and I are competing in martial arts, not playing around."
"Today you were defeated in my hands. It can only be said that you were not good at studying. If your sect seniors had not taken action, you would have died in my hands today!"
"Hmm."
"You managed to survive under the protection of your sect seniors, but you still don't know it, but you still dare to bark. You really don't know how to live or die!"
After the First God Son Yan Congjiao swallowed a few pills, his injuries showed signs of healing and improvement.
He immediately roared: "Come on, let's fight again!"
Tang Muzhi turned away with contempt and disdain: "I have no interest 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 indeed a rat in the gutter, it's really 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 establish his reputation as the First Son of God, thereby gaining 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 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 warriors of the Eastern Territory see a joke, but also caused the warriors of 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 is located.
In addition to the warriors competing, 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 contest by being so reckless?"
"I really lost the competition and lost my character!"
"It's really an embarrassment to Jiuyou Demon Palace!"
Facing the cynicism of the Second Son of God, Shi Renshan closed his eyes expressionlessly, but the First Son of God 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 also made it a little 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 fooling 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 Territory and the Northern Territory will also be a decisive battle. Lin Bai, the emperor of the Nine Nether Demon Palace in the Eastern Territory, will fight against He Junfeng, the holy son of the Shenlian Sect in the Northern Territory!"
"If you two are ready, you can start!"
All eyes are on you!
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 Xiao 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 and Northern Territories are also excited. After all, the upcoming competition is likely to be the highest level of the young generation in the contemporary demon world!
Wu 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. The only sounds between the sky and the earth were the howling of the cold wind and the tiny sounds of snowflakes falling to the ground.
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 think it shouldn't be used."
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 strange and strange.
"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 Holy 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'. This thing possesses extremely strange and extremely powerful power. It is known as one of the sect-suppressing treasures of the Lian Shen 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 Jiuyou Demon Palace and Shenlian 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 Xiao Junfeng took out.