At this time, the Sima family was also discussing the number of places in the Demon Competition.

Sima Zhantian sat in the upper position in the hall. Behind him was a young man. This young man was his son, Sima Changkong.

"I'm so late and I'm going to gather everyone up. I believe everyone knows what's going on. Tomorrow is the Demon Competition. There is still another place in our Sima family that has not been determined. It's time to choose tonight. It's not too late tomorrow morning." Sima Zhantian said, looking at the senior management of the Sima family sitting below.

As soon as he finished speaking, a senior executive stood up and said, "Head of the family, there are at least two hundred warriors in the ninth level of the Xuandan stage of our Sima family. Isn't there any of these people meeting the criteria for playing the competition?"

"Haha, you're right. There is indeed no shortage of warriors at the ninth level of the Xuandan stage in the family. Even the peak of the Xuandan stage in the Xuandan stage has more than 30. However, I won't say what these people have learned about martial arts. Everyone knows it. You must know that the Heavenly Demon Competition is the strongest competition among the Heavenly Demon's peak of the Xuandan stage in the past ten years. It's not just about cultivation, but also about martial arts, star weapons, and mind!" Sima Zhantian replied lightly.

"What the head of the family said was very good, but who should I find to fill this quota?"

Sima Zhantian:······

If it wasn't for a family meeting at this time and there weren't so many senior executives present, Sima Zhantian swears that he would scold this person. I want to know what else to discuss with you?

Thirty minutes later, there was no discussion about the reason. All the nominations from senior management were rejected by Sima Zhantian.

At this time, Sima Changkong said, "Since you can't choose someone, then let the three of you join the war. Don't let me go up and lose my Sima family's face!"

"Young Master Sima, this is probably inappropriate? It's not cost-effective to waste a place in vain. I think it's better to choose one."

"Okay, who do you want to choose?"

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"Since you have no choice, let's listen to me. People are more important than their essence, not many. It's enough to have me and two others!"

"What Master Sima said makes a lot of sense, just listen to what Master Sima said."

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After everyone dispersed, Sima Changkong called Sima Zhantian.

"Father, I have something to tell you."

"Cong'er, you said."

"Luo Dongtian is dead!"

"Hmm?" Sima Zhantian looked at Sima Changkong in surprise.

"Two months ago, Luo Dongtian and Bai Piaoran and the other two went to Dayan City to attend the auction. At the auction, a natural treasure - Jiufeng Han Ice Bed, did this father know?"

"I know. The battle between the Nine Winds Ice Bed has become a hot topic for the Demon City for a long time. It is said that all three of you were defeated by a mysterious old man. This mysterious old man is said to have killed the Manniu King." When Sima Zhantian talked about the Manniu King, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. When he was not the head of the Sima family, he had followed the people from the Sima family to the Heavenly Demon Prairie to hunt the Manniu King. In that battle, he was almost crushed to death by the Manniu King. Now thinking about it, he was still shocked!

"Yes, I was the one who must have the Jiufeng Cold Ice Bed in the end, but unexpectedly the old man suddenly took out the treasures such as the Man Bull Demon Core and took them away. During the auctioneer's price assessment, I went to the old man's VIP room and reported his father's name, but the old man was unmoved, as if he didn't know his father. However, in front of the VIP room, I noticed that the old man's cultivation was only at the eighth level of the Xuandan stage. So I thought about killing people and catching treasures after the auction was over, but I didn't expect that Luo Dongtian's idiot was the same as I thought, and he was also trying to kill people and catching treasures!"

"What happened later?"

"Later, the old man went to the Artifact Refiner Guild the next day. Because the Artifact Refiner Guild was tightly defended, my people did not follow in. After the old man came out, he entered the inn where he stayed, and never came out again. Until noon, I couldn't wait and thought that the old man had left. So he planned to go out to observe two thousand meters away from Dayan City, and maybe he could catch up with the old man. But halfway through, I saw Luo Dongtian's body - he was cut off his head and died by a sword!"

"Can you kill Luo Dongtian? Are you sure it is the eighth level of the Xuandan stage?" Sima Zhantian asked in disbelief.

"I'm sure, it's the eighth level of the Xuandan stage." Sima Changkong replied confidently.

"What after that?" Sima Zhantian continued to ask, suppressing the doubts in his heart.

"After I went back to Dayan City and found Bai Piaoran. I was just trying to tell her the news of Luo Dongtian's death, but I never thought that her reaction was beyond my expectations. When I said that the murderer who killed Luo Dongtian might be the old man who was shooting the Jiufeng Cold Ice Bed, Bai Piaoran subconsciously said: It's him! This made me very doubt whether Bai Piaoran knew the old man!"

"Are you sure Bai Piaoran's reaction?"

"Um!"

"That's not wrong. Bai Piaoran must know the old man. Even if he doesn't know him, he still has a certain understanding of the old man. Otherwise, he wouldn't have had this reaction. Tomorrow's Demon Competition, I will observe Bai Piaoran's more. Konger, you are really smarter and smarter."

"Haha, thank you for your praise. But there is another thing that I can't figure out. Luo Dongtian is dead, why is there no movement in the Yanhu Divine Sect?! Could it be that Luo Dongtian's body has not been found yet?"

"There is such a possibility. There are caravans coming and going between every city, not to mention Dayan City. Maybe Luo Dongtian's body had already been fed to the caravan's mane horses. In short, Luo Dongtian's death is worth celebrating for you, because you lack a strong opponent."

Sima Changkong immediately said contemptuously: "I have never regarded that fool as my opponent. My opponent is Luo Fengtian, Bai Piaoran and Bai Lingfei!"

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Ten miles west of Tianmo City, there is a building complex here. The building complex is extremely simple, all made of wood, but it is not simple to talk about the people living here.

"Ran'er, how sure are you in the lead in this Demon Competition?" An old woman with white hair and beard said seriously to Bai Piaoran with a stern face.

"I now have the Tianling Sword, at least 80% sure!" Bai Piaoran looked at the long sword in his hand happily, then raised his head and said to the old woman.

"80%? Isn't it too much?" The old woman was a little disbelieved.

"Grandma, more than 80%? This is a four-star weapon? A four-star weapon made of Man Niu's horns!" Bai Piaoran said, holding up the long sword in his hand.

"Your Tianling Sword is a superb existence among the four-star tools, but tell me, what time have you practiced to change the elixir of the elixir I taught you?"

"The second change!" Bai Piaoran lowered his head and said cowardly.

"Ran'er, I've told you a long time ago that the Phantom Transformation is a powerful martial art. I've learned it well..."

"Grandma, I understand. I will definitely try my best to understand the transformation of the elixir." Seeing that the old woman was getting more and more excited, Bai Piaoran quickly "guarantee".

"Oh, forget it, it's too late to say this now. Anyway, you're 80% sure you'll be the first in the Demon Competition. It's good to have 60% of the money."

"60%?" Bai Piaoran thought she had heard it wrong.

"Yes, don't think that your opponents are Luo Fengtian of the Yanhu Divine Sect and Sima Changkong of the Sima family!"

"Who else? There has been no young genius in the Demon Yuan recently!" Bai Piaoran asked in confusion. But he thought of Ye Wushang in his heart. He didn't know if his grandma was talking about him, hehe...

"You will know then. Okay, go to bed and have a good rest tonight. We will set out to the Demon City tomorrow morning."

"Yeah!" He bowed to the old woman and Bai Piaoran out of the house.

Looking at Bai Piaoran's back as he left, the old woman sighed inwardly, judging from Bai Fenghuang's current development speed, when will it take to return to that big family?
Chapter completed!