A loud horn exploded, resounding in the sky above the Xuanling Sect, and it reverberated for a long time.

For a while, countless disciples poured out from all directions, concentrating on the square.

They knew that today was the day when the elites of the Xuanling Sect set off for Beihai to participate in the sect's competition.

"It's finally here." Ji Yifan's eyes burned and he sighed. "Our sect has been preparing for a year, and we will participate in the sect competition again. I believe that this year's sect competition, our sect will definitely be remembered by other sects. ”

"Not bad." Xiong San nodded approvingly, and said in a deep voice: "After all, we have a little junior sister in charge this year." ”

Not only Luo Ziyan, a newcomer who was born out of nowhere, but even Jingyi has also recovered to the peak of strength, and the big competition of the sect with the participation of the two of them is definitely worth looking forward to.

"Anyway, what about our little junior sister?" Xiong San frowned, glanced around suspiciously, and did not see Luo Ziyan's figure. "It's all ready to go, why haven't you seen anyone yet?"

"During this time, Xiao Ziyan has been in retreat in the Nine-Story Spirit Pagoda, and I don't know if I have forgotten the time." Chen Duyu said worriedly.

Luo Ziyan won the first place on the Xuanling List, and he could use the nine-story spirit pagoda unscrupulously, so he naturally chose to close the long pass.

"Wait a little longer." Ji Yifan sighed and said, "Little junior sister can't forget it." After all, the sect competition has another meaning to her. ”

During this time, they also learned that Luo Feiyu, the genius of Shangqingshe, turned out to be Luo Ziyan's cousin.

It's just that there is no brother-sister friendship between them, more hatred.

In order to take revenge and take back his things, Luo Ziyan has been working hard so far, how could he forget such an important thing?

However, they didn't know that the current Luo Ziyan was not in the Nine-Story Spirit Pagoda, but with the Four Elders.

"Fourth Elder, is it done?" Luo Ziyan asked expectantly.

The four elders nodded, then made a gesture, and a figure walked slowly out of the inner hall of his room.

This person turned out to be Mo Liang.

"Now Mo Liang no longer has his own consciousness, and he acts according to your will." The four elders sighed, although their conscience was a little difficult to pass, but Mo Liang was also to blame for having today.

For the safety of the sect, he could only be ruthless and use the talisman to turn Mo Liang into a puppet.

Luo Ziyan walked over and looked Mo Liang up and down, except for his eyes being a little dull, he basically couldn't see any flaws.

"From now on, you are my little brother. If I let you go to the east, you can't go to the west, do you hear? ”

"Yes."

Seeing that the matter was over and the time was almost up, the four elders reminded, "It's time for us to assemble in the square." ”

"Okay."

Soon, Luo Ziyan took Mo Liang and the four elders to the square.

At this moment, several other elders were already arranging some things, and each disciple's expression was very excited.

"Fellow disciples of the Xuanling Sect, please wait for us to return."

"Woohoo!!"

With the Great Elder's shout, all the disciples roared excitedly, and the scene was very shocking.

Luo Ziyan hooked the corners of his lips, believing that this time the sect competition, the Xuanling Sect will definitely impress other sects.

However, at this moment, a sharp whistle sounded.

The Great Elder's pupils shrank, and he exclaimed, "It's not good, enemy attack!" ”