"Old man of the South China Sea, when you say that, I also remember!"

Hearing Gu Nanhai's words, the Huo Yao Elder of the Yan Clan also had a sudden look on his face.

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

Looking at the reactions of these two four-star Dou Saint powerhouses, the young men of the Gu Clan and the Yan Clan asked.

"I don't know...... However, for this blood-colored axe, I have seen it in ancient books, the Xiao family back then, there was a stunning person, this person's famous weapon back then was an extremely large blood-colored axe, this person's name, is called Xiao Chen! ”

Gu Nanhai stared at the thin man and said.

"Yes, I also remember that Xiao Chen's talent back then was extremely amazing, his generation, he was the cousin of Xiao Xuan, the patriarch of the Xiao clan, but he didn't like restraint, moody, before he became famous, I don't know how many strong people died under his axe, but then he disappeared for no reason, no matter how the Xiao clan searched, they couldn't find him...... Unexpectedly, he would appear here. ”

Hearing this, Elder Huo Yao on the side also nodded again and again.

"By the way, not long after his disappearance, there was news of the Pure Lotus Demon Fire"

As if remembering something, Gu Nanhai suddenly exclaimed.

"In this place, he can be regarded as having escaped a catastrophe of the Xiao clan, but he can't tell whether it is a curse or a blessing."

Elder Huo Yao commented.

At this moment, under the gaze of everyone, a slight look of struggle appeared on Xiao Chen's face, as if he was resisting something.

His body continued to tremble, and faint milky white flames gradually burst out of the pores of his body.

"Perhaps, I can help him!"

At this moment, Cao Ying on the side stood up, because just now, in the center of his eyebrows, the things left by the Pure Lotus Demon Saint had changed.

When the words fell, Cao Ying walked quickly to Xiao Chen's side, and slapped Xiao Chen's body violently, but Xiao Chen's trembling body stopped strangely, and the milky white flame that wanted to burst out of his body also slowly dissipated.

"Hoo ......"

Xiao Chen took a few rough breaths from his mouth, and only raised his head after a while.

"Thank you ......"

Glancing at Cao Ying, Xiao Chen said in a hoarse voice: "How is the Xiao clan now?" ”

"The Xiao clan no longer exists!"

Chenfeng put away the photo spar and replied, and then he briefly told the situation of the Xiao family now.

From beginning to end, Xiao Chen never opened his mouth, but his clenched fist slowly slipped down drops of red blood.

After a long time, his voice trembled a little and said, "Even Brother Xiao Xuan has fallen......"

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

"Let's go, let's go and get the demon fire out first!"

Morrowind sighed, and then, under Xiao Chen's guidance, they pushed open the giant door, and behind the giant gate was the staircase that stretched to the end, and at the end of the staircase, a huge altar stone platform was faintly visible.

Looking at the altar stone platform at the end, Chenfeng smiled faintly, took the lead to take Cao Ying to step on the stone stairs, and then walked towards the end step by step, behind it, Xiao Chen, the people of the Gu clan, and the Yan clan hesitated slightly, and quickly followed.

Everyone silently climbed the stone stairs, about ten minutes later, finally approached the altar, everyone looked up, only to see on the altar, a huge throne stood silently, on the throne, a figure in a white robe, sitting quietly, wisps of milky white flames, hovering around it, constantly changing various images.

(End of chapter)