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Chapter 1390 fusion, barrier

I don't know how much time passed before a spiritual roar exploded, and Zhuang Wuming's conceptual consciousness projection suddenly shook.

A pure golden concept consciousness appeared in his golden body.

With the emergence of this conceptual awareness, Zhuang Wuming felt that a wonderful change had taken place in himself.

His golden concept consciousness quickly connected with the concept consciousness of the infinite underworld.

The two conceptual consciousnesses merged and converged at a mysterious spiritual level.

The complete concept of infinite underworld spreads into the golden concept consciousness.

At the same time, Zhuang Wuming's golden concept consciousness also spread a golden light, flowing to the ontology concept consciousness.

Where Zhuang Wuming's real body was, his eyelids twitched slightly.

The conceptual awareness deep inside the body is undergoing earth-shaking changes.

The golden radiance dyed the dark concept consciousness of infinite underworld into dark gold.

But he felt that his concepts seemed to have become more profound and timeless, and an unchanging characteristic was permeating his concepts.

"Is this the immortality of golden biological tissue?"

I thought thoughtfully, "Could it be said that my conceptual consciousness will have the immortal characteristics of golden biological tissue, completely getting rid of the possibility of death? Even the essential power can no longer be destroyed."

"Is this a breakthrough?"

"No, it's just that my conceptual consciousness has this immortal characteristic, but it has not yet reached a qualitative breakthrough, but I have touched the limit."

Zhuang Wuming carefully savored the changes in the conceptual consciousness of the ontology, and at the same time, a conjecture arose in his mind.

"Those golden kings, are they really dead?"

After his conceptual consciousness acquired this immortal characteristic, Zhuang Wuming had a conjecture about the life and death of those golden kings.

"If I were one of the Golden Kings and possessed the characteristics of immortality, would I continue to persevere like this in a battlefield where I knew I would lose?"

"Is the Golden Slate really the weapon used by the Golden Kings to make a comeback?"

"Something doesn't feel right."

Thinking of this, a not so good idea arose in Zhuang Wuming's heart.

"Is this some kind of foreshadowing?"

At this time, Zhuang Wuming's heart moved, and his conceptual consciousness touched the depths of his own simulation mother river.

The golden stone slab there is connected to the mother river. After the mother river is introduced, the mysterious crystal material extends out, forming the foundation of the simulated mother river.

With the emergence of a new conceptual awareness, Zhuang Wuming began to get in touch with this golden slate again.

He became more and more suspicious that there might be other secrets hidden in this golden tablet.

If not handled carefully, it may bring him huge disaster in the future.

As the new concept consciousness touched the golden slate, Zhuang Wuming felt that his consciousness seemed to have touched information that he had never touched before.

Countless information emerged in his conceptual consciousness, and he saw the entire operation process of the golden slate.

But other than that, there is no other information.

He immediately realized the problem, "That is to say, one must have a certain level of conceptual awareness to see the real information of the Golden Slate."

"Ordinary conceptual awareness can only see the images left behind on the golden slate."

"But now my conceptual consciousness has changed, and I have acquired the immortality of gold biological matter."

"That's why we can see the operation information of the Golden Slate."

"But you can be sure that this information is definitely not all of the Golden Slate."

"At least I haven't seen any information about the effect of the gathering of 108 stone slabs."

Thinking of this, Zhuang Wuming immediately made a decision.

The conceptual consciousness changes instantly, and wisps of golden light flow out from the conceptual consciousness.

This is the power transmitted from the golden concept consciousness of the golden body.

Under his control, these golden brilliance quickly appeared into a mysterious structure.

In the center of the structure, a hollow appeared, connected to the mother river.

Countless amounts of mother river water gush out from the hollow, rapidly changing in the structure composed of mysterious golden light.

The crystal substance spreads around and connects with Zhuang Wuming's simulated mother river.

Then Zhuang Wuming's conceptual consciousness controlled the golden slate to slowly close.

As the golden slate slowly closed, Zhuang Wuming's simulated mother river shook slightly.

At this time, all beings who had practiced the Light of the Age felt the vibrations coming from the source of the simulated mother river.

The simulated mother river seems to have undergone more mysterious changes.

Many people looked at Zhuang Wuming, but Zhuang Wuming had no expression on his face and had no intention of explaining.

Only the master of Shenmen and others seemed to have guessed something, and at the same time there was a trace of surprise in their eyes.

The master of Teshen Gate is very clear that if he wants to build a simulated mother river, he must swallow the water of the mother river with golden stone slabs, and the extended crystal material can build the shape of the mother river.

Even he didn't know what the principle behind this was.

"What is the Lord of the Infinite Underworld doing?"

"Does he want to take the Golden Slate out of his foundation?"

"I just simulated the changes in the mother river, and the movement was quite big."

But this was just an interlude. Everyone just looked at Zhuang Wuming and turned their heads.

After all, the simulated mother river itself has little to do with them.

Although there are also some people here who practice the light of the times and condense their own simulated mother river.

After they condensed their own simulated mother river, even if there was a problem with Zhuang Wuming's simulated mother river, their simulated mother river would not be affected in any way.

The only benefit Zhuang Wuming can get from these people who have cultivated the light of the times and condensed the simulation of the mother river are the countless principles they have integrated into the mother river.

At this time, he removed the golden slate from his simulated mother river, and his heart suddenly became enlightened.

He felt as if his mind had lifted a layer of fog and became freer and more agile.

I vaguely felt that my conceptual consciousness seemed to have touched something.

This feeling made him seem to see something hidden beneath the surface.

His eyes were calm, and his dark golden conceptual consciousness went deep into the underworld.

Suddenly, he felt that his conceptual consciousness had touched an unknown barrier.

This barrier blocked his consciousness, preventing him from going deeper.

But his conceptual consciousness was vaguely aware that there was some mysterious light and shadow behind this barrier.

But this layer of barrier made him see flowers in the fog, blocking his peek.

He didn't know what exactly this barrier was in contact with his conceptual consciousness.

This is an indescribable feeling, a deep-level world that only conceptual consciousness can understand.


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