This Huanglong is a bit stable

Chapter 119
Bo Xun's cultivation in the way of magic should not be underestimated. What he is best at is deceiving people. The golden lotus transformed by the golden light in the sky is polluted by the black mist that Bo Xun spit out, turning into black lotuses.

Collide with Jinlian again.

Turned into a puddle of rebellion, settled in the illusory spiritual world.

There was a black lotus, which came out from under his feet, and directly hit the golden lotus under Huanglong's feet, almost knocking his soul out of the golden lotus, and there were bursts of melodious sounds in his ears, like a witch's enchanting.

The ultimate temptation.

It made Huanglong's mouth dry.

The witch charms, the Huanglong in the previous life is just a mortal, with all kinds of emotions and six desires, he was directly lured out, how many people can escape with a knife on the head of the so-called sex character?
The scent in the nose is endless, and the desire of the tongue is aroused, reminding him that he has not tasted the smell of barbecued cumin for many years.

Hunger!

Red lips allure.

Bo Xun is worthy of being the Demon Lord of the Desire Realm, he understands the weaknesses of people best, even a saint has weaknesses, as long as he is aroused, he will be infected by the devil energy and become a piece of magic land.

Huang Long stabilized his mind.

Consciousness is gradually separated from the world of mortals and the sea of ​​suffering.

There is a saying: There is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering, and the shore is the same when you turn back.

What's the point of indulging in it? Huanglong comes from the material plane, so how could he be confused by the mere illusory scene? Didn't that young man ever want to sit on a rich and beautiful woman?

But what about reality?

It's not like turning screws in the factory.

"It's just an illusory scene, Bo Xun, if you only have such a little means, please go back."

The eighth-grade golden lotus at Huanglong's feet, as one of them collapsed, completely withered, fell on the muddy pool, and grew white lotus flowers, clean and innocent.

Huanglong didn't dare to entrust his worth and life on the golden lotus of merit, it was just a defective product derived from the lotus seeds of the twelfth-grade golden lotus of merit by the Zhunti sage using secret methods.

Even the twelfth-rank golden lotus can be absorbed by the mosquito Taoist and drop the rank.

Not to mention the golden lotus at Huanglong's feet.

It is an exotic product.

Above Yuanshen, holding the Qingyun Golden Lantern in his hand, he recited the incantation silently, and then waved it, and the fire of merit and virtue would protect his whole body, turning it into a circle, as long as Huanglong didn't step out of the firelight.

Demon Lord Bo Xun has nothing to do with Huanglong for the time being.

What about the seven emotions and six desires?
Huanglong has the golden lantern of Qingyun, and there is a clean white lotus field under his feet, which is rooted in the muddy pool water. Even if it is smudged with demonic energy, it will not be able to guide Huanglong into the depraved demon world for a while.

Huanglong stared at Bo Xun with wicked eyes.

"Zhuzi, An dare to deceive me like this. It's not my true self who came today. Otherwise, I will see you destroyed by raising my hand." Bo Xun was furious, dignified and quasi-sage and powerful, and in his field of expertise, Huang Long took advantage of him.

"So what if it's a quasi-sage?"

Huang Long smiled knowingly, under the rules of heaven, it is impossible for a high-level demon lord to descend. Rather than that, it would be better than Yuan Shi, Luo Hu personally shot the ink to dye the prehistoric world.

under the saint.

The monk cut off.

That Great Desolation is still the world of the Demon Lord.

What about saints, what about gods and gods?

Isn't it good for everyone to go crazy on the tip of the knife together?

The seven emotions and six desires are, after all, the products radiated on the soul. For Huang Long, who has experienced materialistic desires, it is still a child's disease, and what he can't get is a commotion.It is the norm.

How many people have worked hard all their lives.

In the end, it's better to just lie flat and feel at ease.

When young people wake up, even the capitalists will cry. Bo Xun wants to use Huanglong's cultivation as a wedding dress, which is even more boring.

The so-called no desire is strong.

Straits of black energy turned into black dragons, tigers and leopards, trying to jump around Huanglong's fire barrier, but unfortunately it was basically useless, although the seven emotions and six desires are brilliant.

But for Huanglong's years of experience.

Fake is fake.

Impossible to become true.

Naturally, it cannot be fed back to Huanglong's Yuanshen.Unless it is returning to the world of science and technology, the prehistoric world is, after all, the world of immortality.

Hand rub nuke.

Get promoted and raise salary, marry Bai Fumei.

It doesn't exist in this world at all, so Bo Xun's attack is more like an itching to Huanglong.

Tigers, leopards, and black dragons continuously spewed out boundless karma, and the karmic fire burned, infecting and burning the white lotus rooted in the mud into ashes. The karmic fire rose and billowed under the thick smoke.

Huanglong frowned. After all, it wasn't his home field, but Bo Xun's Desire Realm. The consumption of mana was still very serious. If the follow-up was weak, Huanglong's primordial spirit might not be able to bear it and would be burned to death.

Leaving behind a body, it became Bo Xun's chess piece in disguise in the prehistoric world.

In this case, it is better to give it a go and kill with one blow.

The Qingyun golden lantern above Huanglong's head was shining with boundless light. Huanglong stepped out of the enchantment drawn by the firelight and came directly to Bo Xun's side, holding a fishing drum in one hand and emitting bursts of Sanskrit sounds.

Stand face to face with Bo Xun.

"Since you want to keep me so much, how about turning me into one?" Huang Long wanted to take the opportunity to cut out his evil thoughts, and instead of being blocked by the demon god, he might as well join in directly.

Let evil thoughts live forever in the devil world.

The Yuanshen fluttered, turned into a real dragon, spewed out a mouthful of fireworks, and before Bo Xun could react, he directly sealed him in the fishing drum, and then the Yuanshen cut out a wisp of weak Yuanshen fragments.

Into the fishing drum.

It is a very suitable method to suppress Bo Xun's emotions and desires with Sanskrit sounds, but Huanglong's evil corpse needs to be bred slowly, and cannot be like those old quasi-sages.

Improving your combat power directly.

After all, Huanglong has just stepped into the realm of Daluo for less than ten thousand years, and needs to slowly cultivate until Daluo is perfect, and the evil thoughts will probably thrive.

Pooh!
How about the devil?

It is not a stepping stone for this seat.

Huang Long hiccupped and looked at the fishing drum in his hand. It was originally a treasure of goodness, but it was used by Huang Long to entrust the evil thoughts of the red dust, but he didn't know if the evil corpse would discount it.

It should be noted that beheading a corpse is not easy.

It must be of suitable character, but if the attributes are not compatible, in the end, it will be nothing but nothing, and you can't cut out a wicked corpse.Then he threw the fishing drum into the sea of ​​consciousness.

A golden lotus wraps the fishing drum.

Fall into sleep.

As for Huanglong's realm, there was a slight abnormality. Huanglong carefully observed his physical condition, and suddenly found that his cultivation had reached the realm of quasi-sage because he cut off a corpse.

But in terms of realm, he is still Da Luo Jinxian.

It is equivalent to a radish heart that is strong on the outside but strong on the inside. If it is reflected in the cultivation base, it cannot be controlled. He has no choice but to recite the incantation silently to seal the cultivation base in the body, which is barely considered the middle stage of Da Luo.

After this point, Huanglong is probably No. 1 in teaching. Guangchengzi is still eating small stoves, and has not been promoted to the realm of Daluo Jinxian. In the future, Huanglong should be a monk at the same level as the deputy leader of the lamp.

It's a blessing in disguise.

As for Bo Xun, who had no time to summon his own body in the end, he was swallowed by Huanglong's primordial spirit. With the blessing of Yugu's Sanskrit sounds, his power would only be weakened infinitely.

"Huanglong, how dare you bully me like this." Bo Xun roared in the drum.

(End of this chapter)