Chapter 276：

"This……"

Chen Qingyu frowned upon hearing this.

Could it be that there is really some place in Qiquan Mountain that he ignored?

Chen Yuanhe and others couldn't help looking at each other when they saw this scene.

Chen Zhenghong asked hesitantly:

"Qing Yu, is there a problem?"

Chen Qingyu took a deep breath and said:

"Didn't you find it?"

"The direction that the profound tool that traces the bloodline points to is Qiquan Mountain!"

"what?"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Yuanhe and the others immediately changed their expressions.

They subconsciously looked in the direction of the blood-colored arrow, and the end of their line of sight was a familiar mountain.

"Qiquan Mountain?"

The round-faced youth and other juniors are somewhat unclear.

They were all born in Zhongdu and had not received the education of the direct descendants of Shendu, so naturally they did not know the secrets of Qiquan Mountain.

"Qiquan Mountain is where my ancestor of the Chen family, the tomb of Saint King Chenliu is located!"

Chen Yuanhe spoke in a deep voice and explained.

"This?!"

A few young people couldn't help but change their expressions when they heard the words.

How could the mysterious tool for tracing the bloodline point to the tomb of the ancestors?

"Mr. Zhang!"

This time, even Chen Yuanhe couldn't help but ask, questioning:

"Are you sure there is nothing wrong with the profound tool in your hand?"

The sloppy middle-aged man did not get angry, but said again:

"As I said, the bloodline tracing method is extremely unlikely to go wrong."

"Also, Mr. Chen's son is still alive, won't it be clear when you see him?"

Hear his words:

Although everyone frowned and was puzzled, they stopped talking and continued to fly towards Qiquan Mountain.

After a moment:

Before the group reached Qiquan Mountain, the sloppy middle-aged man tried to move forward, but he seemed to sense something and suddenly stopped.

"Mr. Chen."

He pointed to the Qiquan Mountain in front of him and said:

"I can be sure that your son is in this mountain."

"However... There is a powerful formation in this mountain. I am an outsider and cannot enter."

Saying that, he looked at Chen Zhenghong and gave him the compass in his hand:

"Only you have to find a way to go in and find your son's trace."

"……Ok."

Chen Zhenghong took a deep breath and took the compass in his hand.

The crystal beads on the compass, the blood-colored arrows still pointed straight to the Qiquan Mountain in front of them, without any deviation.

"Uncle, please also ask Qing Yu..."

Chen Zhenghong turned around and looked at Chen Yuanhe, Chen Qingyu and others, a little nervous:

"Let's go into the mountain."

Although they were deprived of their identities and expelled from the capital, the blood concentration in their bodies was still at the level of the Chen family.

The formation on Qiquan Mountain will not stop them.

However:

Chen Qingyu didn't seem to hear what he said, and looked at the Qiquan Mountain in front of him, his thoughts flashed quickly:

"Not right..."

In his mind, a flash of inspiration seemed to grasp something faintly:

"Inherited bloodline, the tomb of the Holy King... the remains of the Holy King?!"

He suddenly reacted, his face changed greatly, and he blurted out:

"not good!"

He finally realized:

Why did Chen Qingjie, an insignificant officer in the Star Army, disappear mysteriously!

And the place where he disappeared was in Qiquan Mountain!

Because Qiquan Mountain is where the tomb of King Chenliu is located!

And Chen Qingjie happened to be one of the very few people in the Central Capital who could enter Qiquan Mountain and come into contact with the cemetery of the Holy King!

exactly:

In the Central Capital, in addition to many powerful people, only the Taiheyuan lineage can rely on the bloodline concentration to enter and exit Qiquan Mountain!

Compared with the others, Chen Qingjie, because of his military status, will patrol outside the city, and it is more convenient to start because he is not shrouded in the formation of the Central Capital!

"Could it be... the real purpose of the people behind the scenes is to steal the remains of Saint King Chenliu?!"

"Could it be... acting as a holy palace! It must be acting as a holy palace!"

"They want to resurrect Saint King Chenliu and turn it into a corpse demon, driven by them!"

When Chen Qingyu realized this, he suddenly reached out and turned over without saying a word!

"Zizzizi..."

A blue-and-gold-colored divine sword flashing with subtle thunder appeared in his hands!

"Open it for me!"

He roared angrily, his whole body surged with the strength of his true astral, crossed into the yang-carved magic sword, and slammed down at Qiquan Mountain!

The power of the sword and soul of the Nine Prison Heaven Xingjian did not surpass his "doomsday natural disaster", but his personality was far superior.

Under this sword:

If his guess is wrong, the power of the sword soul will be blocked by the guardian formation of Qiquan Mountain, and it will not really damage the cemetery of the holy king.

But if his guess is true:

Chen Qingjie was kidnapped by the people who acted in the Holy Palace. After the incident was completed, in order to prevent him from being located by the Xingchen Tianjun, he did not silence his mouth, but used some means to be trapped in Qiquan Mountain——

Then there will definitely be traces exposed under this sword!

"Boom!"

The terrifying thunder sword light pierced through the sky like a horse and fell straight down toward Qiquan Mountain!

"Qingyu!!"

Chen Yuanhe and the others on the side were suddenly stunned, and the whole person was stunned.

They never thought that Chen Qingyu would suddenly go crazy and actually attack the grave of his ancestor!

But the next moment:

The sword light of this sword seemed to touch something before it stimulated the magic circle protecting Qiquan Mountain:

The front end of the sword light actually swayed a trace of green brilliance;

This azure brilliance, exuding a noble and majestic atmosphere like the sky, vaguely seemed to reflect another space.

"The art of replacing the sky!"

"This is Cangliu Xie's technique of replacing the sky!"

Chen Qingyu's pupils shrank instantly.

He had felt this kind of aura and power, right at the battle of Yanggu Zhang's Guiyuan Garden, when his grandfather Chen Guangsheng and the "Master Jia" fought!

Although "Master Jia" is dead, more than one corpse demon of the Cang Liu Xie Clan must have been resurrected in the Holy Palace!

"...It's really playing the Holy Palace!"

His complexion became extremely ugly, and with a direct thought, he mobilized the Daozi finger on the thumb of his right hand!

Next moment:

"Boom!"

In the sky, a corner suddenly collapsed, revealing a dark and deep void.

The nine ancestors were covered in white hair, with an ancient bronze bell on top of their head, stepping out of the void, the vast and endless breath enveloped the world!

"This?!"

Chen Yuanhe and others were shocked and froze all over.

They were all former members of the direct line, and naturally they recognized the ancestor who was in charge of the profound artifact of the town clan, and they were even more able to recognize the "Ten Thousand Stars Huntian Bell".

But how can they think of:

Without any warning, Chen Qingyu did not know what method he used to call out the ancestor who was sitting in the capital of the gods and suppressed the background of the Chen family!

"Meet the ancestors!"

Chen Yuanhe and the others immediately pulled the younger generation and bowed down in fear.

"Qing Yu!"

Jiuzu did not look at them, but pointed to Chen Qingyu, frowning slightly:

"What happened?"

He did not feel that Chen Qingyu was in any danger, and there were no strong enemies around.

"Ancestor!"

Chen Qingyu took a deep breath, and at the same time, his mind moved, and he mobilized Taixu Weili to block the other people's induction. Then he pointed to the Qiquan Mountain in front of him, and said solemnly:

"The body of the Holy King Chen Liu, I am afraid it has been stolen by the people who play the Holy Palace!"

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"what?"

Jiuzu was shocked when he heard the words, and his expression changed instantly.

Without saying a word, he shot out suddenly, his white palm protruded from his sleeve, and slammed down towards the entire Qiquan Mountain.

"Wow..."

The formation shrouded outside Qiquan Mountain sensed his breath and automatically dissipated and retreated.

But at this moment-

"Buzz!"

A thin layer of azure and brilliance suddenly rose into the sky, blocking his palm.

Take a closer look:

That layer of cyan brilliance is completely attached to the space of Qiquan Mountain, like a mirror, reflecting another space, another world!

With such a secret method, even the Ninth Ancestor would be hard to detect if he was close at hand before he took it directly!