Chapter 1301

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With the help of stepping on the overpass and the power of his own waning moon, the scene he saw raised a storm in Wang Baole's mind, making it difficult for him to calm down.

Because before that, in his judgment and consciousness, his noumenon was just a huge black wood, which was the origin of the wood in the universe. Later, it was used as a weapon, turned into a black wood nail, fell into the space of the source universe, and nailed to the emperor's eyebrows.

In this process, he was unconscious, or to be exact, the consciousness belonging to Wang Baole had not been born, until with the resistance of the emperor and the incarnation of 100000 gods, so did Hei Muding, which seemed to trigger a certain opportunity, so that Hei Muding within 100000 boundaries gave birth to 100000 strands of consciousness.

Wangbaole is just one of them, and now it is the only one to see it.

That's why he is qualified. To this extent, he is qualified... To explore the real origin, but he never thought that everything he once judged had a huge turning point and infinite possibilities at this moment.

"If... I still wake up in Blackwood's consciousness, who is the body in the coffin?"

"If... I'm not Blackwood waking up, but the rebirth of the body, then... Who am I?"

Wangbaole was silent. He was rarely confused with his current cognition, but at this moment, his eyes were still at a loss. Standing at the end of the third bridge, he looked up at the starry sky. What he looked at was not other overpasses, nor this space-time, but the disappearing black coffin in his memory picture.

He can still feel clearly now. In the previous tracing, when looking at the coffin, as the coffin gets farther and farther away, it becomes more and more transparent, and gradually integrates into the process of nothingness, the rapidly melting body in it becomes clearer at a certain point in time.

This clarity makes Wang Baole more confused.

Because the vision, for the powerful monk, is also a part of his own senses. It can be real, just like a line, which can connect him with the corpse with his eyes.

At the moment of connection, an indescribable sense of familiarity passed from the coffin. Tracing back to the source, Wang Baole could feel... This sense of familiarity came not only from the coffin, but also from... The melting bones inside.

It's like seeing another self.

The shape of the corpse was hard to recognize, and it could only be vaguely seen that it was a man. At the same time, with eyes connected, a thick regret and sadness melted into Wang Baole's heart from the corpse.

If a person's heart is compared to a lake, then at this moment, this regret and sadness is a drop of ink, which falls into the lake and causes ripples. At the same time, it seems to render this lake and affect all Wang Baole's mind.

He stared until the black wood coffin completely melted into the starry sky. With the melting of its bones, the coffin seemed to be sealed, and finally turned into a black wood

And this ebony seems to have formed a close connection with this universe, and turned into the source of a trail of roads within it.

At this point, the memory dissipated, and Wang Baole stood at the end of the third bridge, silent.

The king's father was also silent, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a strange light, and Wang Yiyi beside him looked puzzled at Wang Baole on the third bridge, and then looked at his father, asking in a low voice.

"Dad, Wang Baole... What's wrong with him?"

"He... Also surprised me." The king's father spoke softly.

"Surprised?" Wang Yiyi was stunned. She knew her father, his position in the universe, and his way of speaking, so she was surprised that his father actually said surprise here, and added a word "very".

"He reminds me of someone." Wang Fu didn't go on, because Wang Baole, who was standing at the end of the third bridge, was confused at the moment. He walked over the third bridge and walked towards the fourth bridge in the distance step by step.

As the pace fell, as the distance between the bridge and the fourth bridge became closer and closer, Wang Baole's pace became more and more stable, and his confusion became less and less.

"I'm heiki consciousness or..."

"Is it the rebirth of the unknown skeleton inside..."

"None of this matters!"

"The past and future have been given to Yiyi by me, so who am I, where am I from, and what can I do!"

"I'm wangbaole."

"My way is Xiaoyao!"

"In that case... Why bother!" Wang Baole murmured in his heart, his feet fell, and he directly crossed the distance in front. With a roar that spread all over the Xiangang continent, he stood at the end of the fourth bridge.

His eyes are completely restored to clarity, which seems to have a firm charm. In his pupils, it burns like a flame, which is not extinguished.

"What a question, what a footbridge!" Standing at the end of the fourth bridge, Wang Baole took a deep breath, without any fetters in his heart and no hesitation at his feet, just like the whole person's mind was washed. He became more and more determined about his own heart, and walked on the fourth bridge with his steps.

At this moment, his figure seemed to be infinitely tall. His pace was steady, and the breath on his body also moved forward. It broke out again. In the roar, in the eyes of all living beings on the Xiangang continent, the bridge was just a foil on the sky before, and his upper figure was the most eye-catching scene, appearing again.

As he moved forward, his breath rose again and became more and more amazing, making the roar of Xiangang continent spread more violently until he came to the end of the fourth bridge. The fluctuations on his body twisted the starry sky, blurred in all directions, and more brilliant light broke out on him.

Vaguely, it seems that on this Xiangang continent, another sun will be born!

At the same time, eight of the ten suns before Xiangang continent became hazy at this moment, and it seemed that they could not compete with!

All this caused a complete sensation in Xiangang mainland. When countless monks lost their voice, Wang Baole's figure had stepped over the fourth bridge. With one step, he crossed an endless distance and directly stepped on the fifth bridge.

The light of his body is brighter, and his figure walks towards the end of the fifth bridge step by step.

As he approached the end of the fifth bridge, the light on Wang Baole was more dazzling. The eleventh sun born in Xiangang continent was also more and more clear at the moment. Until Wang Baole's figure came to the end of the fifth bridge, Xiangang continent shook strongly.

With countless fierce beasts roaring and countless monks' hearts roaring, the eleventh sun, now earth shaking, shines on all directions!

"This son is not simple!" Father Wang showed a look in his eyes, whispered softly, and the meaning of appreciation was now strong to the extreme.

"The question is over, and then... It's the sermon!"