Chapter 463 The figure on the altar!

"Old man Nanhai, when you said that, I also remembered it!"

After hearing Gu Nanhai's words, Elder Huoyao of the Yan Clan also had a look of surprise on his face.

"Elder Nanhai, Elder Huoyao, do you two know this person?"

Looking at the reactions of the two four-star fighting saints, the young men from the Ancient and Yan tribes asked.

"I don't know...but I have seen this bloody ax in ancient books. In the past, there was a stunningly beautiful person in the Xiao clan. The weapon that made this person famous back then was an extremely beautiful weapon. The huge bloody axe, this person’s name is Xiao Chen!”

Gu Nanhai stared at the skinny man and said.

"Yes, I also remember that Xiao Chen's talent back then was extremely amazing. He was the cousin of the Xiao Xuan, the patriarch of the Xiao clan, but he did not like restraint and was moody. Before he became famous, he had many powerful talents. The person was killed by the axe, but later he disappeared for no reason. No matter how the Xiao clan looked for him, he could not be found... I didn't expect that he would appear here."

Hearing this, Elder Huoyao on the side also nodded repeatedly.

"By the way, not long after he disappeared, there was news about the Pure Lotus Demon Fire."

As if remembering something, Gu Nanhai suddenly exclaimed.

"In this place, he can be regarded as escaping a catastrophe for the Xiao clan. I can't tell whether it was a disaster or a blessing."

Elder Huoyao commented.

At this moment, under the gaze of everyone, Xiao Chen showed some struggling expression on his face, as if he was resisting something.

His body was constantly trembling, and faint milky white flames gradually burst out from the pores in his body.

"Maybe I can help him!"

At this moment, Cao Ying stood up on the side, because just now, the thing left by Jinglian Demon Saint in the center of her eyebrows had changed.

After the words fell, Cao Ying walked quickly to Xiao Chen and hit Xiao Chen with a fierce palm. However, Xiao Chen's trembling body stopped strangely, and the milky white flames that wanted to escape from his body slowly dissipated. .

"call……"

Xiao Chen breathed out a few rough breaths, and then raised his head after a moment.

"Thank you..."

After glancing at Cao Ying, Xiao Chen said in a hoarse voice: "How is the Xiao clan doing now?"

"The Xiao clan no longer exists!"

Chenfeng put away the image crystal and replied. Then, he briefly explained the current situation of the Xiao family.

From the beginning to the end, Xiao Chen never spoke, but drops of bright red blood slowly slipped from his clenched fist.

After a long time, he said with a trembling voice: "Even Brother Xiao Xuan has fallen..."

At this moment, Xiao Chen felt extremely regretful in his heart. However, even if he had stayed in the Xiao Clan, I am afraid that the Xiao Clan would still be unable to avoid that ending, because in that situation, the Xiao Clan was indeed unable to resist the Soul Clan.

"Let's go and dig out the demon fire first!"

Chenfeng sighed, and then, under the leadership of Xiao Chen, they pushed open the giant door. Behind the giant door was the stairs that extended to the end. At the end of the stairs, a huge altar stone platform was vaguely visible. .

Looking at the altar stone platform at the end, Chenfeng smiled faintly, took the lead to lead Cao Ying onto the stone stairs, and then walked towards the end step by step. Behind him, Xiao Chen, a member of the Ancient Clan, and the Yan Clan made a brief gesture. He hesitated, but quickly followed.

Everyone climbed the stone stairs in silence. After about ten minutes, they finally approached the altar. When everyone raised their heads, they saw a huge throne standing silently on the altar. On the throne, a man in white robes. The figure sat quietly cross-legged, with wisps of milky white flames hovering around it, constantly changing into various images.