The golden wind generally refers to the spring breeze that awakens all things in spring.

But by the whiteboard, it had become a deadly metallic hurricane.

Where the wind blows, everything is cut into pieces, and it has become a blade that can shatter all things.

The damage of the golden wind is stronger than that of thunder, especially since it also has a characteristic that can directly act on the divine soul, splitting the divine soul, and completely dispersing the divine soul into particles, thus destroying the divine soul.

The tabula rasa is now subjected to this kind of golden wind quenching.

From ancient times to the present, many heavenly immortals, heavenly demons, and heavenly demons have survived this golden wind tribulation, and there is no one in ten thousand.

But as long as you cross over, you can become a Xuanjie Supreme, Megatron.

The tabula rasa hugged Yuan Shouyi, guarding his soul consciousness in the sea of knowledge, waiting for the baptism of the golden wind.

The wind is blowing.

The sea in the First Awareness Sea was rippling, and the black water and the white water were agitated together, and began to flow around the small island in the middle.

The tabula rasa's soul consciousness is all over the entire Zhihai space, and it can be said that this Zhihai is half of his divine soul consciousness.

This kind of windless automaticity shows that the whiteboard is not stable and loose like an hourglass.

The tabula rasa was a little apprehensive.

In fact, the catastrophe he was most worried about was this Golden Wind Tribulation.

The two seas of consciousness have just merged, the main consciousness and the subconscious have not completely merged, he doesn't even have time to rest, he is about to experience this cruel golden wind tribulation, how can he have confidence?

Zhihai held on for a moment, and the golden wind suddenly increased, and the wind swept the sea water and washed towards the island.

The island was fragile in the face of this strong wind, and the black and white sea water rushed up to the island, raging wildly, and the newly formed mountain forest collapsed and became a void.

Hu Mei'er fell from the top of the mountain and fell into the great void hole formed in the middle of the island.

Hu Meier shouted in despair:

"Whiteboard, farewell!

I have something I have to tell you, I like you!

If there is an afterlife, I will be your bride! ”

The whiteboard was furious and yelled at Hu Meier:

"You're so stupid, what are you thinking?

I'm really convinced of you when you're a nymphomaniac!

This island is your territory, and if you don't protect it, what can you expect me to do? ”

Hu Mei'er was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized, poured all her spiritual power into the island, and fused it with the spiritual power of the whiteboard.

The spiritual power of the tabula rasa can be said to be insignificant, but Hu Meier is different.

Her Divine Soul Consciousness is already in the True Demon Realm, and it is much more powerful than the Divine Soul Realm that does not enter the tabula rasa.

The hole in the middle of the island immediately recovered, and the shattered mountain slowly returned to its original state, looking clearer than before.

The whiteboard breathed a sigh of relief, his divine soul consciousness was wrapped in Hu Meier's divine soul consciousness, and he felt very comfortable, and a feeling that made him familiar spontaneously appeared.

The whiteboard was startled, and already remembered.

Isn't this way of mutual tolerance between the gods and souls the dual cultivation mode of his fusion with the wind roar spirit?

How could this happen, that's Mei'er, it can be said to be her closest friend, a girlfriend of the opposite sex!

Hu Meier breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and then realized that she was also the master of this sea knowledge, and half of the island belonged to her.

After all, I have a symbiotic relationship with the tabula rasa, and my own soul consciousness has long been inseparable from the tabula rasa!

"Whiteboard, this is an accident, don't think about it!"

Hu Meier hurriedly explained.

The whiteboard smiled nonchalantly:

"Mei'er, you don't have to say anything now!

Since this is the case, the major task of improving my spiritual power in the future will be handed over to you to complete! ”

Hu Meier was hesitant in her heart, feeling nervous like never before, and was about to refute a few words.

The golden wind came again, and the monstrous waves appeared, and after a few laps in the black and white sea, they rushed towards the island.

Hu Mei'er hurriedly wrapped the spiritual consciousness of the tabula rasa, concentrated her spiritual power, and spread all over the island, resisting these stormy waves strongly.

"Puff puff!"

The powerful impact force made the whiteboard and Hu Mei'er spit out the blood in their hearts at the same time, reflecting the blood-colored sky in the sea of knowledge.

The golden wind continued to grow, and the island shook in the black and white sea, as if it was about to collapse.

The whiteboard couldn't help but shout:

"Mei'er, you have to hold on, once you relax, you won't be able to keep this sea of knowledge!

You let go of the shackles of spiritual power and let me in, otherwise you and I will be finished! ”

Hu Meier replied with a red face:

"No! This is my last face, I must not do this, otherwise I will not have the face to see anyone! ”

The whiteboard hurriedly explained:

"Are you stupid?

What do you want?

What time is it now, and what are you still thinking about?

I'm telling you, I've seen everything about you a long time ago!

What privacy can you have in MySense?

I don't know what to do! ”

Hu Mei'er was suddenly furious, as if she had been stepped on her tail, and her spiritual power frantically rolled the whiteboard and grinded back and forth.

The whiteboard's spiritual consciousness was so comfortable that it was about to fly, this was a feeling he had never felt before, it was so exciting!

"Yes, that's it!

Mei'er, the more angry you are, the greater your resistance to the golden wind, the more likely we are to live.

I'll tell you, your attitude determines everything!

There is a saying that attitude is everything!

The stronger your desire to survive, the more stable your mental strength will be, the stronger the island will be, and the more likely it will be to survive the disaster......"

Hu Meier feels wrong, what time is it now, is the whiteboard sick?

What is the reason for all this nonsense?

As soon as Hu Meier thought about it calmly, she found out the reason, and her face was suddenly full of crimson.

"Shut up! You stinky and shameless person, you speak in a high-sounding manner, and your heart is filthy!

I obviously want it in my heart, but I have to say don't want it!

You are really a typical representative of the stinky and shameless, a hypocritical and down-and-out scholar! ”

The whiteboard was dumbfounded, it turned out that Hu Meier understood everything, and she was overdressing!

He deliberately sneered:

"Hehe, you're right, what about you?

If you have the ability, you will open the shackles of spiritual power and pretend to be a decent man, do you dare? ”

Hu Mei'er was angry and shouted angrily:

"Why am I still afraid that you won't succeed, isn't it just a loss of mental power?

I can still afford to lose this bit of mental power! ”

She directly opened the shackles of spiritual power, and the spiritual power of the tabula rasa was originally only fused outside her spiritual power, but now it directly entered the inside, completely fusing with Hu Meier's spiritual power.

"Boom!"

The spirits of both of them were shocked, and an unprecedented feeling of exhilaration, causing them to faint at the same time.

After a while, the whiteboard came back to his senses, and he only felt that his spiritual power was extremely strong, and the black and white water in the entire sea of knowledge was full of his spiritual power, and it was easy to use, and there was no longer the previous stiff and unfamiliar feeling.

"Ahh I see!

I finally got it!

Mei'er, it's all your fault!

When you entered my sea of consciousness, everything about you was made up of my divine soul!

Now I have taken back everything I have and reformed my whole self.

Mei'er, you've hurt me! ”

Hu Meier said softly:

"I'm convinced!

It's obvious that you took everything from me, and you actually say that I took advantage of you!

People are shameless, and heaven and earth are intolerable!

Whiteboard, has your conscience been eaten by dogs? ”

The whiteboard's face froze, and he smiled helplessly:

"I was wrong, Mei'er, you forgive me, it's me shameless!

But this kind of taste is really good, we must practice often in the future, I think this is a good way for us to improve our mental strength. ”

Hu Meier sneered:

"You think beautifully!

But the breeze was very pleasant.

It's worth it to get these little winds! ”

The whiteboard looked at it intently and was pleasantly surprised.

Zhihai, who was still howling in the wind just now, is now unusually calm.

The black and white water was completely formed, slowly flowing around the island, and the wind forest volcano on the island was formed again, and it was perfectly reflected in the sea of knowledge.

Above the island, the second layer of the sea of knowledge hangs upside down in the sky, as if two opposite worlds co-exist in the sea of knowledge.

Is this a castle in the air or a relative world?

The projection of the consciousness of the tabula rasa appeared in the Second Sea of Consciousness, and Hebo and the other demons were pointing to the vision in the sky above their heads and discussing.

The consciousness projection of the tabula rasa looked up at the sky, where there was also a world hanging upside down, the sea of black and white in the sea of first consciousness.

"Hahaha!"

The whiteboard laughed loudly, and the nervous mood was finally released.

With a smile on his face, Hebo asked loudly:

"Whiteboard, is it a success?"

The whiteboard happily responded: "Fortunately, the Golden Wind Tribulation seems to have passed!" ”

He Bo was relieved, and was about to praise the whiteboard a few words, when suddenly his heart moved, and he shouted loudly:

"Whiteboard, that's not right!

Why didn't we experience the Golden Wind Tribulation, this situation is not right!

I guess your calamity hasn't passed, there should be another calamity, you have to be careful! ”

The whiteboard was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and hurriedly said:

"Seniors, please help me!

I have already understood that it is not my business to know the sea and cross the tribulation, and it takes all the demons to work together to survive it safely! ”

The old tree shouted with the demon spirits:

"Whiteboard, don't worry. We all know and are ready!

It's successful, let's get on with life together!

Fail, everyone will be wiped out together!

Ha, haha! ”

The whiteboard was grateful, and his heart was a little at ease.

In the first acquaintance of the sea, Hu Meier turned into a human form, wearing a palace dress as white as snow, wandering back and forth on the platform at the top of the mountain, ecstatic.

After this resonance with the spirit of the tabula rasa, her spiritual power not only did not decline, but also took a step forward.

She had risen to the first order, and now she had the spiritual power of the Heavenly Demon Realm.

As long as you find your own physical body, you will be a flawless demon.

Seeing the consciousness projection of the whiteboard appear, Hu Meier hurriedly restored the appearance of the nine-tailed fox and said loudly:

"What's the matter, do you want to do it again?

To be honest, I want to too.

But now is not the time, I feel that there are still big things to solve, but I just don't know what else is going on! ”

The whiteboard said nervously:

"Mei'er, it's not good!

I also feel that something is wrong, there should be another catastrophe, maybe it will beat us back to our original shape! ”

Hu Meier was shocked, pointed to the consciousness projection of the whiteboard and said:

"Whiteboard, do you feel like something is wrong with you?

You seem to be getting old!

Time doesn't flow at the right rate here, you're all an old man! ”