Now Lin Hao has come to Guangmingding in person to search for the secret book of the Great Shift of the Universe. It is of course very useful, and it will also become a big weight for him to control the Ming Cult!

Next, Lin Hao inspected the entire secret passage and found no sign of Cheng Kun.

In the end, he left in a daze. On the bright summit of Mingjiao, the war had already reached a fever pitch.

Even though Yang Xiao, White-browed Eagle King, Wu Sanren and others personally went out to unite the elites of the Five Elements Banner to fight against the powerful enemy, it was a pity that everything was in vain.

Under the guidance of the Shaolin Sandu Holy Monk, the Ming Cult masters only persisted for a while before they all collapsed.

They retreated steadily along the way and were forced to retreat to Guangmingding Square.

At this time, Yang Xiao, White-browed Eagle King and others had already been seriously injured, and one of them looked pale. Around them, less than half of the Five Elements Flag elites were left, guarding them desperately.

However, everyone was covered in blood and seriously injured. Almost half of the Mingjiao's high-end combat power was destroyed, putting them at an absolute disadvantage.

"Amitabha, you are indeed the elite masters of Mingjiao. It is rare to be able to sustain for such a long time under the joint attack of Lao Monk and others."

"Since your Ming Cult has fallen to this point, why don't you let the leader Yang Dingtian come forward to see you?

Is it possible that he, the leader of the Ming Cult, has such a big air that he disdains me to meet him?"

"There is also the Demon Lord Lin Hao, who frightened the world during the Wudang battle. The three of them are also looking forward to meeting him."

In front of Guangmingding, disciples from several major forces, led by Shaolin, swarmed in and surrounded Guangmingding.

At the front of the crowd, Shaolin Sandu Holy Monk stepped forward with calm eyes, scanning Yang Xiao, White-browed Eagle King, Wu Sanren and others, and said.

"You old bald donkeys are taking advantage of the situation. If I, the leader of Mingjiao Yang, were still here, how could I allow you to be so wild today!"

Guangmingding Zhou Dian spit out a mouthful of blood and roared angrily.

Today's battle was too brutal. Although the Ming Cult had many masters, they were helpless under the terrifying offensive of the Shaolin Temple.

"What do you mean by the donor's words? Is it possible that the Yang Ding Tian is no longer in the Guang Ding Tian?"

The leader of the three holy monks, Du'e, looked solemn and said. This time, the three brothers came out together.

Most of the reasons were directed at Yang Dingtian, his old rival, so naturally he was particularly concerned.

"That's right, I, the leader of Mingjiao Yang, have disappeared for many years. Don't the three holy monks still know about it?

In addition, although our Mingjiao has always been at odds with your Jianghu sect, we have never truly united with that demon king Lin Hao."

"You eminent monks from Shaolin, under the guise of exterminating demons and defending the Tao, you are attacking our Ming Cult. This kind of behavior has really taught Mr. Leng a lot."

Among the masters of the Ming Cult, Leng Qian had no expression on his face and said coldly.

He was observant and witty. He had vaguely sensed something through the words of the three holy monks of Shaolin before, and he quickly spoke.

Although he knew that these words might not be able to save Mingjiao from its current crisis, he still wanted to try his best.

"What, Yang Dingtian has disappeared for many years? Even Demon Lord Lin Hao has never visited Guangmingding in person? Kong Wen, what on earth is going on?"

Hearing Leng Qian's words, the faces of the three holy monks, Overcoming Disaster, Overcoming Tribulation, and Overcoming Disaster, suddenly changed. They all suddenly turned around, looked at Abbot Kong Wen beside them, and shouted.

With their three elders' vision and experience, their eyebrows have become hollow, so they naturally become mature with age.

From Leng Qian's words and the current situation of the entire Mingjiao, it seemed that the three of them realized something, so they immediately questioned Abbot Kongwen.

"Um... the three uncles, please don't listen to the gossip of this demon sect. Since Yang Dingtian doesn't appear now, we will work hard to eradicate him."

"No matter what, being able to uproot the demon sect and annihilate it in one fell swoop is a great thing for the entire world of righteousness."

Faced with the questioning of the three holy monks, Abbot Kongwen suddenly began to sweat on his forehead.

At this moment, he subconsciously turned around and tried to search for the whereabouts of his nephew Yuan Zhen, but unfortunately the latter had long since disappeared, which made Kong Wen secretly think something was wrong.

Needless to say, he also understood that he seemed to have been deceived by Yuan Zhen!

But at this time, the overall situation has been decided and cannot be changed. As the abbot of Shaolin, of course he cannot let go of the situation at this time. He can only bite the bullet and take the blame for Yuan Zhen.

"Hmph, Kong Wen, after this incident, you and Na Yuan Zhen must give the three of us a satisfactory explanation!"

Listening to Kong Wen's righteous words, the faces of the three Shaolin holy monks changed slightly. At this moment, they also knew that their three brothers had also been tricked and used as guns.

They wanted to get angry, but at this juncture, they couldn't get angry and could only glare at Kong Wen.

"Amitabha, all the masters of the Ming Cult, since your sect has been completely defeated today.

If we just put down the butcher knife and give up the identity of the Demon Cult, then Lao Na and others can be considered as having a complete explanation to the righteous people in the world."

After a while, the three holy monks of Shaolin chanted a Buddha's name in unison and opened their mouths.

Today, in order to annihilate the Ming Cult and kill the Demon Lord, Shaolin has used a considerable part of its inner strength.

This time the lineup is extremely strong, coupled with the alliance of other righteous forces in the world.

This move to exterminate demons must have a successful conclusion.

"Haha, it's really ridiculous. We, the Ming Cult, are upright and upright, resisting the Yuan army, and doing a great deed of benevolence and righteousness in the world.

But now he is regarded as an evil heretic by you Shaolin and other decent people, which is really ridiculous."

"That's right, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Since you Shaolin and other decent forces have won, then we have nothing to say. We will live as Mingjiao people and die as Mingjiao ghosts."

"The blazing holy fire burns my broken body. There is no joy in life, no suffering in death. There is only good, only evil, only light..."

Looking at the many decent people approaching from all sides, Yang Xiao, Zhou Dian, White-browed Eagle King and others turned pale and laughed sadly.

At this time, they moved neatly, tried their best to sit cross-legged, looked as if they were ready to die, pressed the special teaching seals with their hands, and chanted.

"Three holy monks, everyone can kill this demonic evildoer. Today we are sure of victory. We must take advantage of the victory and pursue it. Otherwise, we will let the tiger go back to the mountain, and there will be endless troubles."

At this time, He Taichong, the leader of the Kunlun Sect, and Ban Shuxian and his wife came forward and spoke.

The six major sects and the Mingjiao have been fighting for a long time and have been grudges for many years.

Now that the Shaolin Temple is showing off its power, they have managed to catch them all in one fell swoop. Of course they are not willing to let go of this perfect opportunity.

"That's right, the three holy monks have kind hearts. Since you can't be cruel, leave these small things to us. Today's battle will wipe out the Ming Cult."

"Then we can gather all our strength to deal with the demon king together!"

The five elders of the Kongtong sect also stood up and said with fists in their hands.

Faced with the advice of several upright sect leaders, the expressions of the three holy monks of Shaolin changed slightly. They glanced at the masters of the Ming sect, sighed slightly, then turned around silently and retreated to the Shaolin camp.
Chapter completed!