I read that was indeed the head of the Wumeng beast. Two dazzling white lights shone this bronze thing very clearly. The distance of more than 20 meters is not far away, not close, but I believe I am not wrong. These two white lights are from the head of the beast, and their two eyeballs are alive!

I couldn't help but wonder, wasn't the beast's head left in the sarcophagus to replace the heads of the three-headed corpses? When did it run down? Did I have hallucinations again?

Suddenly, I seemed to understand something, but when I thought about it, I forgot what I just thought of. Wumengjiao was hidden in the sacrificial pit of the White Tiger Altar as an ordinary sacrificial item. After taking it out, I helped me come back to life repeatedly in times of danger. Even the red pigs had been killed, but this was just one sacrificial horn.

There is also a mantra on it, "The black clouds come out, and all ghosts hide", what does it mean?

I clearly thought of something, but why did I forget it?

While thinking about all kinds of possibilities, the corpse under my feet slowly flew towards the head of Wumeng beast. I turned my head and suddenly saw a few flying corpses around them. There were a man carrying a man on their backs. Lao Cao, Xiao Roller, Xiao Ying, Big Mouth Rong, Li Jinxuan, Nie Min and Chen Hanyan, one by one, squatted on the back of the corpse like my previous posture, with his hands firmly stuck, like a big toad.

Their faces were expressionless and they stared blankly at the two balls of white light, as if their souls were being hooked away.

Several dead bodies flew five meters away from the head of Wumeng beast and stopped. We all gathered together. I carefully checked their status and were still alive, so I breathed a sigh of relief. As long as people are alive, everything is easy to say.

Turning back, I found a black shadow squatting on the ground below the head of Wumeng beast. No, it seemed to be kneeling, short, who is not the old fox of the Ghost King? His uncle is not blooming, you are here. His kneeling looks like a posture of atonement, his head droops, and his whole body does not move.

I looked up again and saw that the Wumeng beast head was still only seeing a bronze head, and there was nothing to see in the lower part, and I knew nothing about what was happening around me. But I knew that I had passed the bridge of resentment, and whether it was an abyss or not, it was safe at this moment, although it would not take long, I might be killed by Wumeng, so I could only take one step at a time.

I felt that the two eyes of this thing were embedded in the Night Demon Bead and the White Tiger Bead. I was a little confused. Could this be the Yiman Altar?

A sound suddenly appeared in my mind, very strange, like a bird's singing and a insect chirping. But I can understand what I am talking about, this is a particularly wonderful feeling.

This voice roughly means that for thousands of years, no one has entered the Yiman altar. We will not only be punished by the laws of heaven, but will also bring disaster to the world. If we choose a woman as the successor of the three-headed corpse and continue to block the entrance in the sarcophagus, this disaster may be eliminated and our punishment will be minimized.

I thought to myself that this is fooling me? I haven’t seen God Yiman’s Ancestor, why are you, a servant carrying the toilet and pouring the chamber pot? I sneered and said, “I want to pay homage to God Yiman’s Ancestor, or we will be done together. Don’t forget that I have a horn of your hand, and if I break it, you…”

Before he finished speaking, my buddy's right hand hurt and opened it involuntarily. The sharp corner of the black jade turned into a black jade again and slowly flew towards the head of the beast. I took a step away, and my buddy hurriedly leaned over to get it back, but after a little slower, the black jade had already flew away after touching the fingertips.

The voice sounded in my mind again, and it said that the Ancestor Yiman had been buried under the altar for a long time and would not wake up for thousands of years. If it was resurrected, the whole world would change. I was surprised to say this. I chewing these two sentences should not scare me. Why was the Ancestor Yiman being suppressed? Although the situation is unclear, at least it is known that its destructiveness is very terrifying. It is hard to say whether it can change the world. I think it is a piece of cake to destroy the world.

"What's going on with you? Is the spokesperson of God Yiman's Ancestor?" I asked at this thing.

It replied that it was actually not the guardian of Yiman's altar, but the messenger to suppress the altar. It was the one who blocked the entrance of the altar, but later there were people with bad intentions who suppressed it away from here and took it to Kalipei Mountain to seal it into the belly of the stone demon. One of its horns was also cut off and nowhere was known from then on. It had been infested by evil spirits in the belly of the stone demon for many years and could no longer continue to assume the mission of suppressing the altar.

Only when I was brought back this time did I realize that Tiandao had already sent three corpses to block the entrance. It had been kept in the womb of the stone demon for so many years, but it became a key to open the entrance. Although the lost horn has returned, it can no longer perform its duties. It can only select a woman among us to replace the three corpses.

Its words confused his buddy. He had been thinking that it, Ye Demon and White Tiger, were both guardians of the Witch Ancestor. Now it actually said no, but the messenger who suppressed the God of Yiman. What about the owners of these two beads? Ye Demon and White Tiger would not be like it, both of them are enemies of the God of Yiman, right?

The sharp corner returned to the head of this thing again, with two right angles symmetrical, which seemed not as gloomy as before. But the more I looked at it, the more I felt that I was ungrateful. How many secrets were hidden in your uncle? Why didn’t I tell it out loud?

I asked it about the Night Demon and the White Tiger, and this thing was always answered. I told me that these two evil beasts were definitely not good things. Wu Meng's birth was to take their soul beads and turn them into his own eyes, so that the Ancestor Yiman will never be resurrected. But later, after he was subdued, the two beads were taken away and they might be put back in the altar of the Night Demon and the White Tiger. This is credible, because one of its cut horns was also hidden under the White Tiger sacrificial pit. They were made by the same person. It may be hoped that one day, these two evil beasts will help the Ancestor Yiman be born again.

"You have said so much and said that you are a good person. So why don't you let us go and choose a successor of three corpses between us?" I sneered.

"It is because of your intrusion that disasters have come to the world, and you must pay the price!"

This made my buddy shut up. Yes, if we hadn't been looking for Yiman's altar, Grandma Qin would have lived well, and Dabao and Erbao's two sons would not have died. What's even more hateful is that mudslides flooded the village of Niangzi's grave. This was just the beginning of the disaster. God's first warning, and I don't know what a terrible disaster would happen next.

I sighed and said, "Everything is my idea, let me replace the three-headed corpse."

"You can't do it. You must have a woman to suppress the altar. Therefore, the mountain is yang, and there must be Yin corpses standing in charge to harmonize Yin and Yang and give birth to great power."

I looked around Xiao Ying, Nie Min, Chen Hanyan and Li Jinxuan, thinking that no one among them could die. Even if my buddy killed his relatives for justice, it was reasonable to choose Xiao Ying, but I can't imagine it!
Chapter completed!