"Everyone! Since everyone has traveled thousands of miles to this Immortal City, it would be a pity if they just return empty-handed. And I believe you will not be willing to do it. So we might as well have a competition and decide the ownership of the demon clan based on their respective strengths. What do you think?"

Murong Ningyue said this as soon as everyone thought for a while, and couldn't help but ask: "What kind of competition do you mean?"

When everyone heard the competition, they had a hint of suspicion on their faces. Although they didn't know what the competition was, they would at least compare to the Jianlā mentioned by Ye Wumei just now.

If the devil clan belongs to what Ye Wumei said based on the strength of the sect, then they really have no chance. Although the competition proposed by Murong Ningyue is not sure what is going on, no matter what, it will not be worse than what Ye Wumei said, right?

Sure enough, Murong Ningyue had already continued to say: "This competition is simpler. Each sect can send a disciple to fight. The person who goes to fight first can select one person from the demon clan and then perform a defending battle. Others can challenge this disciple. If the challenge is successful, it will be replaced by a challenger to defend the battle. As long as the defender successfully defends the battle three times in a row, he can successfully obtain the demon clan he selected. What do you think?"

After Murong Ningyue finished speaking, everyone's faces showed a contemplative look, but soon the people from the small sects immediately smiled. Murong Ningyue's rule was very beneficial to them.

Although the people from those major sects are powerful, each sect can only send one disciple to fight. If you want to get a demon clan, you have to win at least three competitions. Even if you win a hundred consecutive games, you can only get thirty-three demon clans. However, it is impossible to win a hundred consecutive games!

If this happens, the opportunity for these small sects will come suddenly. Thinking of this, someone shouted: "Miss Murong has a good idea! We have no objection, so we can do it like this!"

Ye Wumei looked at Murong Ningyue at this time and had a little dissatisfaction. Although the Immortal Sect is the number one sect in the fairy world, he cannot ignore the opinions of so many small sects. After all, the real foundation of the fairy world still relies on these small sects that are not very powerful but have a large number of them.

Although Ye Wumei was unwilling to do so, everyone agreed with Murong Ningyue's proposal and had to agree. Soon, each sect began to select the strongest person in their sect to prepare for the battle.

Murong Ningyue had already guessed the people who were fighting in various sects without looking at it. Ye Wumei from the Xianjue Sect, the Iron Sword Immortal from the Iron Sword Sect, and the Ten Thousand Poison King from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect were all ready to fight.

In the face of the huge interests of the demon clan, the old guys who were arrogant and unwilling to know the world finally couldn't sit still at this time. At the same time, they also looked at the Cangjian Immortal.

In Ye Wumei and others' opinion, the person who was fighting in the Cangjian Sect must be the leader of the Cangjian Immortal, but what surprised them was that the old god of the Cangjian Immortal stood there and had no intention of fighting. Instead, a man in white clothes walked out.
Chapter completed!