Chapter 277：

"This!!"

Jiuzu's complexion instantly became extremely ugly, and he also recognized this method:

"The art of replacing the sky!"

In his eyes, infinite anger instantly rose, with white hair flying all over his head, and he was already furious to the extreme!

Take a closer look:

In the reflection of the azure brilliance, there is another "Qiquan Mountain!"

On the top of the "Qiquan Mountain", the tomb of the Holy King has been dug up, and there are more than a dozen comatose figures lying on the top of the mountain.

Obviously, the people who acted in the Holy Palace had already succeeded, and what stayed here was just a magical method!

The person who did it is obviously also a saint who is in a state of extreme change, and the magical power left behind is the realm of "law has primordial spirit", which can be maintained forever!

"Playing the chops of the Holy Palace..."

Chen Qingyu also gritted his teeth, his face extremely ugly.

He never imagined:

He was at the Yanggu Zhang Clan in the southern border, and he caused Yan Sheng Palace to suffer a big loss, but the person who played Sheng Palace turned his head and digged up his ancestral grave!

He even stole the remains of King Chenliu!

"Crack!"

Jiuzu's palm continued to exert force, and the starlight filled his body.

After the entire Qiquan Mountain flashed a layer of azure brilliance, the scene on the top of the mountain changed drastically in an instant.

As if the spaces were reversed, one layer of heaven and earth was reflected in another layer of heaven and earth.

"Ancestor..."

After the technique of replacing the sky was broken, Chen Qingyu flew up to the sky, and in front of the Jiuzu, he looked at the messy mountain top with a heavy expression.

"It's our negligence..."

Chen Qingyu's face was gloomy and his voice was low:

"Above the wasteland, let alone the remains of the Holy King, even the remains of saints are basically kept in the Taiyin burrows of the major holy places."

"But only our ancestor of the Chen family, King Chen Liu, was buried outside the Central Capital..."

Although the formation to protect Qiquan Mountain is powerful, there is no one guarding it.

This is an obvious loophole.

As for Yansheng Palace, I did not know how to learn about this secret. After seeing this loophole, I used Chen Qingjie to enter Qiquan Mountain. No one was alerted.

"call!"

He took a deep breath, his voice hoarse:

"Looking at the situation, Yan Sheng Palace should have been moved a month ago."

"It won't be long before they have a corpse demon at the level of a holy king who is invincible across the wasteland, and is still my ancestor of the Chen family!"

"The situation will be very unfavorable for us..."

With a holy king-level combat power, it is even enough to destroy many sacred places with weaker strength and shallower background.

Once the Holy Land is destroyed and the Taiyin Catacombs are opened by them, the power of the Holy Palace will swell like a snowball, and it will soon sweep the entire wasteland and subvert the order of the world!

"Don't worry!"

Jiuzu waved his hand and let out a breath of turbid air, as if his anger had been temporarily suppressed:

"The person who plays the Holy Palace has not succeeded yet."

When Chen Qingyu heard the words, his expression suddenly changed, and he immediately asked:

"Ancestor, what do you mean..."

Jiuzu said:

"I, the Chang Luo Chen family, dare to bury my ancestors here, haven't I thought about if someone destroys the tomb, or steals the body or deliberately desecrates it?"

"Actually, the body of Saint King Chenliu is related to the 'Wanxing Huntian Bell'."

"If the body is passive, then I will feel it immediately."

"But in fact, I didn't sense any signs, which is enough to prove that the Palace of the Holy Spirit did not succeed."

After speaking, he paused, pointed to the top of Qiquan Mountain, and said:

"Look, in the tomb on the top of the mountain, the coffin is still intact, which is enough to prove this."

When Chen Qingyu heard the words, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes:

"This... the person who played the Holy Palace, since they infiltrated Qiquan Mountain and dug up the mausoleum, why did they give up stealing the body?"

Jiuzu frowned when he heard the words:

"I can't figure this out for a while..."

"It stands to reason that with the strength of the acting holy palace, it is possible to tear the void with the body of the holy king in an instant, escape from the land of the ancient country of Chenliu, and escape the sensing range of the Ten Thousand Stars Huntian Bell."

"Once they do, I may not be able to stop them when I am unprepared and caught off guard."

When Chen Qingyu heard this, a trace of unease appeared in his heart.

"This……"

He hesitated for a while, but still whispered:

"Ancestor, do we want to... open the coffin and test it?"

He instinctively felt that the person who played the holy palace had already dug up the tomb, but gave up stealing the holy king's body.

If his guess is true, the nature of the matter will be completely different.

"Huh? Open the coffin?"

Jiuzu frowned, hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath and said:

"Never mind."

"Although this move is disrespectful to the ancestors, it is very difficult to take care of so much."

His thoughts are basically similar to those of Chen Qingyu.

Even if it is disrespectful, if you want to kneel down and apologize to your ancestors afterwards, you have to figure out the state of the body.

soon:

Jiuzu and Chen Qingyu flew to the top of Qiquan Mountain together.

On the top of the mountain, the tomb was dug up, bluestone and broken bricks were everywhere, and there were more than a dozen comatose figures lying all over the place.

Take a closer look:

These figures are all dressed in black armor with stars branded on the armor.

"Cousin Qingjie..."

Chen Qingyu's gaze turned to a young man with short hair among the many comatose people.

He had seen Chen Qingjie's portrait in Taihe Garden, so he recognized him at a glance.

"It is a fortune among misfortunes to be able to save a life."

Chen Qingyu sighed silently in his heart.

Xingchen Tianjun, as an army of practitioners, if a member of the army is killed, it can use the means of the army to instantly locate it.

The people who played the Holy Palace, Bacheng was scruples to this point, so they did not silence them.

"Ancestor, Kaiyuan is rude."

The nine ancestors bowed respectfully at the broken tombstone, and then carefully waved a starlight and lifted the sapphire coffin in the tomb pit.

In the coffin:

On the right side lay an ordinary, rich and dignified woman with her eyes closed, as if she was asleep.

However--

On the left side of the coffin, it was empty and there was nothing!

"This……"

Chen Qingyu and Jiuzu's pupils shrank, and their expressions changed at the same time.

They finally knew why the person who played the Holy Palace had obviously dug up the tomb, but gave up stealing the body of the Holy King Chenliu.

Because the coffin was originally empty!

The body of the Holy King, I don't know when, has disappeared!

Chapter 328 What is the truth?

"how so?"

Chen Qingyu and Jiuzu looked at each other subconsciously, and both saw shock and confusion in each other's eyes.

They never thought that this would be the result.

"The coffin in the tomb of the Holy King is actually empty?!"

"This……"

Jiuzu came back to his senses and murmured:

"what on earth is it?"

Chen Qingyu took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and asked:

"Ancestor, could it be that King Chenliu wasn't buried here, but set up a tomb of suspicion?"

Jiuzu shook his head and said categorically:

"This is impossible."

"King Chenliu died at the end of his life, and it was his seven children who were buried here in accordance with his will."

"Even if someone wants to cheat, they can't hide it from the rest."

After Chen Qingyu heard the words, he hesitated for a while, then whispered:

"Then what if later, a certain generation of ancestors quietly moved the body of the Holy King?"

At the beginning, after a thousand years of fighting among the seven children of King Chenliu, only the third son was the winner, and the rest of the brothers and sisters and their ethnic groups died.

The current Chang Luo Chen Clan are all descendants of that second-generation ancestor.

If a certain generation of "Wan Xing Hun Tian Bell" was in charge of intentionally moving the body of the Holy King, no one else would know.

"It doesn't make sense..."

Jiuzu thought for a while, then slowly shook his head and said:

"The ancestors of the previous generation did have the idea of ​​moving the body of the Holy King into the Taiyin Catacombs."

"But in the end, he chose to respect the last wishes of his ancestors and did not move the body."

Chen Qingyu heard the words and asked:

"Then did he open the coffin for inspection at that time?"

Jiuzu smiled bitterly:

"Unless there is a change, who would think about opening the coffin for inspection? Isn't this disrespectful to the ancestors?"

Hearing this, Chen Qingyu frowned deeply.

According to Jiuzu:

In the past 100,000 years, since the burial of King Chen Liusheng, they were the first batch of descendants of the Chen family to open the coffin for inspection.

And a month ago, the people who played the Holy Palace came and tried to steal the body of the Holy King, but they died without a hitch.

This means: