Chapter 778

Butian hall?

Before entering this hall, everyone had strong illusions.

Dugu mending the sky was the first person in the world 20000 years ago. Even, all the children of the Dugu family, except those with general aptitude, all of them entered the heaven mending hall when they arrived at ShangXu!

Here, in the hearts of all people, it should be a holy land for sword cultivation!

However, as soon as the gate was pushed open, the holy land of sword cultivation in the eyes of the three was not so!

"This?" Yan Wudi was surprised.

In the center of the hall, the light is incomparably bright. It is not the Pearl of night, but a long white sword hanging in the center of the hall. The white sword radiated a soft white light, shining on the center of the hall.

In the center of the hall, at this moment, there are a thousand figures, all dressed in white robes, surrounded by a figure in the center.

A thousand figures, not living people, but a very thin corpse, all with white hair and exhausted energy! A corpse, even if it has no vitality, is still burning eyes, eyes showing a firm color.

Next to every corpse, there is a sword!

"Is that wanyoujian? A leader of the three swords hall? Those who are strong in the upper virtual environment were recruited by their owners 50 years ago? " Yan Wudi points to a dead body that exhausts energy and says in surprise.

"That's the world robbing sword, that's the heart destroying sword, that's......!" Yan Wudi kept saying.

Every sword is a legend of Dugu family.

By the side of a sword, there was only a corpse with the lamp dried up.

"All dead? Everybody's dead? How could this happen? " Yan Wudi was surprised.

A thousand bodies, surrounded by another old man in white in the center.

It was the same with the old man in the white robe. His whole body was only bone, his hair was dry and pale, and his fingers were like branches. Withered branches of the hands together, clenched on the chest.

From a distance, there was no sound, like a corpse. But the old man's eyes were closed.

"That, but Dugu Butian?" Yan Chuan asked the emperor!

The emperor shook his head and said, "I don't know. Dugu Butian was not like this. All his energy, essence and even soul were consumed. What happened? "

Yan Wudi was surprised to see this scene, a thousand bodies?

Butian hall?

Dugu aristocratic family, all the temples constantly break into the sword tomb in order to get the inheritance of the master. But, how could such a scene happen in the Butian hall?

Yan Wudi couldn't help stepping forward.

"Hum!"

The long white sword hanging on the top of the hall suddenly burst into a hundred times of light. The light was shining on the whole hall. Moreover, a powerful sword was intended for the three people outside the hall.

The terrifying sword meaning is so powerful that it seems to be able to cut all people into pieces in a moment.

"Hum!"

Yan Wudi's eyebrows suddenly burst out a white light. The white light rushed to the white sword in the hall. Suddenly, the hostility of the white sword suddenly dissipated.

Yan Wudi has a sword shaped white light on his eyebrows.

"The only sword my father passed on to me? Is this the proof? " Yan Wudi touched his eyebrows blankly.

The white sword hanging in the hall, instantly withdraw hostility, and quickly vibrate up.

"Hum!"

The white sword trembled, and a round of white light waves visible to the naked eye rushed directly to the old corpse in the center below.

"Hum!" The old man's long hair suddenly shook violently.

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