Chapter 9 A glimmer of life

The location of the Yuanzi branch hall is inconspicuous, although the house is quite large, but it is located on the edge of the city, so it will not be too much of a concern.

Fu Yueming took advantage of the fact that it was still before dawn and came to the roof opposite the house to observe.

The house of the Yuanzi branch hall was closed very tightly, and there was a prohibition set by spiritual power around it, and it was completely imperceptible to the slightest breath.

Even a single bird passing by will be instantly killed by this prohibition.

The sky gradually brightened, and the vendors and travelers all got up, and the silence became noisy.

Taking out the Xiaoyao Sword, Fu Yueming no longer observed, and jumped out of the air and went straight to the house.

When he was about to get close to the prohibition, he swung his sword with a low roar, and the prohibition was cut out, although this prohibition was set up by the cultivators of the Xiaotian Realm, but it was just an ordinary disguise prohibition, and it didn't have much energy.

It's just that after Fu Yueming broke through the ban, it was like an explosion in this house, and hundreds of people came out of the chrysalis.

Among these hundreds of people, the highest cultivation is only in the middle stage of entry, and the rest are like lambs to be slaughtered in front of Fu Yueming.

More than 100 people died, and the large and small residences in this house were also destroyed, leaving only a few sword qi.

Stepping on the corpses of these demons, Fu Yueming came to the lobby with the roof collapsed.

A stone elephant was smashed to pieces by a fangluo, and a tunnel appeared underneath it.

"This demon people really like to live underground, and they set up the branch hall underground in the Muguo Desert, and they are still here. Fu Yueming looked at the tunnel under the stone elephant and smiled.

When I walked into it, I didn't think that another group of people rushed out from below.

"Three late stages of the Transformation Realm, ten mid-stage and twenty early stages plus sixty psychic realms, it's no wonder that such strength can dominate one side. Fu Yueming squinted, the sword in his hand slanted slightly, and the light reflected by the candle flame on the sword pierced the gang.

They couldn't help but subconsciously cover it with their hands, and it was at this moment that Fu Yueming instantly took out his sword, practiced the third style of the sword, and walked freely.

Xingjian, more for the battle of a large number of people, in the battle against the group, Xingjian can play the biggest advantage of this move, seven swords can instantly break tens of thousands of enemies.

With the swing of the sword, an afterimage swept past the group and appeared behind.

Ninety of the ninety-three people fell, and the last three in the late stage of the transformation realm remained, and their bodies had been cut by the sword, and they were still holding on.

"You... Who is it?!" one of the three groaned in pain.

Fu Yueming didn't say more than half a word to them, the sword rose and fell, slashed a sword qi, and accepted the heads of the three people.

Immediately, he carried his sword and walked towards the depths, which was naturally indispensable to the obstruction of mechanisms, which was significantly smaller than in the Muguo Wasteland.

Finally, behind a simple stone door, Fu Yueming came to the important place of the Yuanzi Branch, the main pavilion.

Walking into this place, in addition to the rich demonic aura, there are thousands of accumulated scrolls.

In the middle is the seat of the head of the Yuanzi branch hall.

The scrolls were placed on different shelves, and the shelves were written in demon characters, and Fu Yueming couldn't understand them, so he had to put them all into the jade ring.

Then he walked slowly to the seat of the Uri, on which lay an unspread scroll.

He picked it up, and to his surprise, it was actually Terran script on the scroll.

There are a few columns of words written on it: There will be a big war between the human race and the demon race, and the chief rudder orders you Yuan Zi to quickly gather Miaowu, Bencang, and Yanzhu Branch Hall to take down all the gate streams and family forces in the southwest region, and when the demon war is chaotic, our clan will destroy the human race together with the demon clan.

"Miaowu, Bencang, and Yanxu, Liang Cheng seems to be one of these three branches. Fu Yueming accepted the scroll and muttered.

"Liang regrets is the master of my southwest chief helmsman, I'm afraid that Your Excellency guessed wrong, I was ruthless enough, I didn't expect Your Excellency to be better." A voice came from outside the door.

Fu Yueming was taken aback.

Turning his head suddenly, Mao Li appeared in front of him in an instant.

One shot out.

Rumble!!!

Fu Yueming was instantly slapped into the wall, and dust was raised.

"Is this the strength of the middle stage of the Xiaotian Realm..."Fu Yueming was covered in blood and smiled bitterly.