"Come and save people!"

After cutting the stone, don't worry about other things first. Zhao Mai first saw four "mums" lying at the bottom of the stone. He put his body like a Buddha mummy, stacked together, and the one on the top could slowly move his arms. Zhao Mai rushed forward, and the healing power of the natural force was injected into it.

Their bodies immediately trembled, but they were just trembling similar to muscle reflexes. "Old man!" Zhao Mai shouted.

"They are dead, the three souls and seven spirits are gone, and there is no hope of saving." The old man shook his head: "I can do nothing if the soul is scattered."

"He was moving his arm just now." Zhao Mai instantly figured out what was going on. He had previously shot two world waves into the rock. The essence of the move was a massive amount of natural force, and its energy was enough to perform thousands of reincarnation techniques. These corpses should have been infected with that kind of vitality, thus showing signs of being half dead. The four corpses entered the air and began to decompose quickly, and the shriveled skin began to shatter into something like paper scraps, which would float away when the wind blew.

"If they died thirty years ago, then the corpses shouldn't be like this. No, there should be a chance!" Zhao Mai saw Xie but didn't believe in Xie, so he gathered two world waves again, one left and one right into the temple of the corpse. "How did you die? Are you unwilling to give up? What did you see and hear before you die? Tell me."

From the perspective of the body structure of the creature, the person holding his head is rapidly regenerating. His missing body tissue is filled with the z insect source material, and all the nutrients needed for life are provided by Zhao Mai. Zhao Mai concentrates his strength on his head, saves the brain as much as possible, and provides all aspects of spiritual supernatural powers.

The person's appearance has been restored. He is a middle-aged man with ordinary appearance but vicissitudes. He "opened" his eyes and his mouth trembled, but this is just a connection caused by muscle regeneration. "I don't care whether you have a soul or not, even if you are a stone, if I let you live, you have to live for me!"

If the power of life is a scorching flame, then when it reaches its limit, it is extremely cold. The cold air of the White Walker overflows from the mouth of the corpse, and the blue light flashes in its pupils. He blinks his eyelids, and his last thought was dug out by Zhao Mai before his death.

"Dingding Dingding, you have new information." Zhao Mai's mobile phone vibrated and prompted. At this time, the corpse had begun to shatter, and there was no more power to keep it in this world. Dust returns to dust and soil, and no one can completely reverse the power of time passing. Zhao Mai tried again and again, but finally gave up helplessly.

"Can you partially trace back what's going on here?"

"Parent retrospective is impossible. Even global retrospective is not omnipotent. On the one hand, you are involved in it, and I can't trace you. On the other hand, there was something here before that that didn't leave any traces in the original power, and I can't see it. How to trace back? Backtracking is not a fool." The old man sighed: "I just followed the trend, including backtracking. At present, only your incredible life creation ability can play a certain reversal role."

"It has not been reversed at all, and I still can't save it. But..." Zhao Mai took out his mobile phone and clicked it on it a few times. "I finally restored his last thought. It was actually a request for ferry travel. Why is the destination garbled?"

"Is the last obsession?" the old man frowned: "How could it be such a coincidence? It was a request for the ferryman, and the only ferryman who had the ability to restore this obsession... No, the only existence that could restore this dying thought happened to be on the scene. If you were not here, then all the corpses would turn into dust in a few dozen seconds. Are you also powerless?"

"Don't mention the origin of this place and my father, and the fact that I used the world wave to find this ball." Zhao Mai looked at the old man and said, "Will there be so many coincidences in what I feel on a whim?"

"Similar to this, but yours is indeed extraordinary. The whim is actually the communication between the will of the world and you when your ability is strong to a certain extent. However, no one except the Creator God and the person who fully masters the rules of this world cannot fully understand the language of the world, so it can only be expressed as a whim and has some sense. The origin world is the gathering point of the rules of countless worlds. Even the throne of the transcendent cannot fully understand all the "Tao". Generally, this situation is not "no reason", but we cannot understand the truth of the will of the original world. When the world is in chaos, this sensation is just nonsense. It is difficult to foresee the future."

"This feels like the whisper of the will of the world? So that's the case." Zhao Mai took his mobile phone and clicked "take order", and the dialog box that came out was startled was startled. It said: The passenger has arrived at the destination and has received 30,000 gold coins in one-way fare, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, automatic termination of the loop; the "garbled" location has been recorded.

"Old man, to what extent can the origin rules understand my power?"

"Uncertain. In theory, the closer you are to the world will, the deeper it will understand. Aren't you both earth's world wills on you now?"

"It's still a little strange." Although he heard a reasonable explanation, Zhao Mai still couldn't let it go. He used his spiritual power to dig a hole from the ground and bought the remaining bones and dust, which was considered to be buried. Then, he and the old man began to check the stone shell.

The lead shell of the stone is actually only the thickness of one punch. Apart from the four corpses, there is a large piece of metal lying at the bottom of the round shell. Judging from its shape and size, it should be the squirming thing that Zhao Mai saw when he used the world wave to illuminate the stone. After the shell was cut open, Zhao Mai detected the supernatural powers over. The metal was pure iron and was slowly oxidizing in the air.

The old man stroked his beard, pulled out a wooden crutch from his sleeve, and then approached him and knocked everywhere. With him in front, everyone came over to look, but Shadili stood behind with the child in her arms. The old man sighed: "How strange, how strange, the inside of the stone is as smooth as a mirror, and there is no energy fluctuation. How can we deceive our perception?"

"It's not exactly the case. I used the power of the domain to illuminate the stone. There were such patterns on its inner wall." Zhao Mai focused his attention and copied the pattern from his mind to form several memory crystals. "There may be some omissions in a hurry, but it should be like this."

The old man took the crystal and placed it on the top of the cane. The crystal emitted fluorescent light. The old man closed his eyes and rested for a while, then opened his eyes and said, "I don't know such runes. Judging from the graphics and drawings, I feel like an ancient magic dragon clan. But even the ancient magic dragon clan is no longer needed, and it has never appeared on the earth. The magic dragon clan is very old. Maybe they will have some clues, but this may also be a misleading trap."
Chapter completed!