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Chapter 81

Guangming Ting.

As the head of the Ming Cultivate, he is naturally very cautious on weekdays, with one whistle and one stance on every five steps.

Not to mention ordinary people in the world, even if the people in this sect don’t get permission and walk on the top of the light without permission, they will inevitably have to interrogate carefully.

It can be seen how strict the garrison is.

However, today, above the top of the light, there is a tragic atmosphere...

After all, this time, most of the elites of the six major sects were encircled and suppressed Guangmingding.

Although in case, all sects have left older generations of figures to guard the mountain gate to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the situation.

But so many people gathered together, it also shocked the world!

On the other hand, the Ming Cult.

The two envoys on the left and right, the four great Dharma kings, were separated, and the five scattered people were missing all year round, and the Five Elements Flag was even more busy with the great cause of anti-Yuan.

The only ones guarding Guangmingding were the disciples of Yang Xiao, the left envoy of Guangming, the disciples of the Four Sects of Heaven and Earth, and those who came to help after hearing the news, the disciples of the Heavenly Eagle Hall under the command of the White Eye King of the Original White Eyebrow and the disciples of the Heavenly Eagle Hall.

As for the Five Elements Flag.

Under Xiao Chen's instruction, Zhu Yuanzhang not only did not dispatch troops, but also persuaded the other flag-holding envoys to hold their troops unmoved.

In this way, although the disciples of the sect were in danger with the terrain of Guangmingding, easy to defend but difficult to attack, and under the impact of endless masters from the six major sect alliances, they were also defeated step by step, with heavy casualties.

When Xiao Chen arrived, he was filled with corpses.

"Wudang, Shaolin, Emei, Huashan, Kunlun... I didn't expect that even the Haisha Gang, Wuhumen, Jukun Gang, and other incomparable gangs came..."

Looking at the various sect costumes on the ground, Xiao Chen also raised his eyebrows.

Of course, among these corpses, the most important ones are naturally the Ming Cult disciples who guard the head of Guangmingding.

There is more than one wound on these people.

The blood of the big beach has already dyed the snow nearby brightly red!

It can be seen how tragic the six major sects have been besieged by Guangmingding this time!

"But it's fine, it shouldn't be too late..."

Xiao Chen could hear the sound of fighting coming from above the top of the light, and his heart was moved.

And at this moment...

A middle-aged monk in gray cloth robe and scars on his head had a mysterious look and was acting in a hurry, which aroused Xiao Chen's curiosity.

"Could it be?"

A thought flashed in his heart, and Xiao Chen temporarily gave up the idea of ​​going to the top of Guangming. His figure swayed, but he followed the monk...

One in front and the other behind, they came to the forbidden area of ​​Ming Cult.

The monk did not realize Xiao Chen's existence at all, or his whole mind was focusing on a bone at this moment.

A bone that has long been dead for many years!

"Junior sister--"

A deep affection suddenly appeared on the monk's face, and he said in a deep voice: "It's been thirty years. For the past thirty years, you have been here forever, but I have never seen you. My senior brother is also quite guilty in his heart. I wonder how you are doing in the underworld?"

After being silent for a long time, a trace of hideous expression appeared.

"Yang Dingtian, it was all you snatched love from then on, otherwise how could my junior sister and I not be able to finally get married and live together..."

"In this secret passage, I have laid a lot of gunpowder. When the group of idiots in the six major sects are hard to distinguish with the demon sect, I will ignite the lead... Yang Dingtian, today I will let you have the Ming Cult, which you have grown up with, and this Guangming Ding, be buried with my junior sister, hahaha!"

"Ba, bha, bha."

The crisp applause echoed in the quiet stone chamber.

"Who?"

Hearing this voice, the monk who was already in the fantasy showed a hint of panic and turned his head and said.

"Chengkun, Chengkun."

But Xiao Chen walked out of the shadow, with a hint of mocking look on his face, and said quietly: "I didn't expect that you have worked hard for so many years, and even provoked hatred between the six major sects and the Ming Cult for this trivial matter... It's really disappointing!"

"Boy, what do you know!"

He seemed unwilling to expose his greatest pain in front of others. A trace of haze flashed across Cheng Kun's face: "All this is Yang Dingtian's fault. Since he is dead, I will ask his hands to come down and bury him!"

As he said that, a cold light flashed.

"Die."

After the words came, he actually rushed towards Xiao Chen's vital body.

"clang!"

Xiao Chen was naturally prepared for this. After avoiding this attack calmly, he took down the culprit without hesitation.

"Let's go, now people are gathering evidence, so as to use this to resolve the grudges between the six major sects and the Ming Cult..."

…………

Guangming Ting.

An old man with white eyebrows and white beards is fighting with Song Yuanqiao at this moment.

Unfortunately, the old man suffered many injuries and his face was pale. He was obviously at the end of his strength, but he still refused to admit defeat.

On the other hand, although Song Yuanqiao avoided the vital points of the old man when he took action, he still inevitably caused the latter to add a few more wounds.

"Senior Yin, today my six major sects besieged Guangmingding is a grudge between us and the Demon Sect. Senior, you have established your own business more than 30 years ago, leaving the Ming Cult and founded the Tianying Sect. It is logical that you should not have been involved in this matter... Besides, you and I are in-laws, and even for the sake of my fifth junior and sister-in-law, you should have stopped."

"Song Daxia, no need to say more."

When Yin Tianzheng heard this, he smiled miserably and shook his head and said, "I, Yin Tianzheng, are born and are also a ghost of the Ming Cult. I will never betray any brother of this sect and survive!"

"good!"

"Eagle King, old bat, I have never obeyed others in my life, but I have nothing to say to you!"

"Yes, Eagle King... You have left the Ming Cult. You don't have to accompany us here to die. It's better to keep a useful body, cough... cough cough!"

Next to Yin Tianzheng, the few people with pale faces and all over their bodies looked different.

On the other hand, although one of the six major sects was also depressed and suffered heavy casualties, most of them still had the power to fight and were staring at the people of the Ming Cult in front of them.

It can be said that these people are the only remaining disciples of the Ming Cult on the top of Guangming.

"Everyone, please listen to me!"
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