This hot current emerged from the dantian and directly dispersed into Tang Seng's limbs and bones, penetrating into his flesh and blood.

Originally, Tang Seng thought that this process of fusing the bloodline must be very painful, after all, he was exchanging blood!

But now Tang Seng found that he was wrong, he was now as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring, feeling the heat flowing into his body, very comfortable.

At the same time, when these heat currents fused into Tang Seng's body, Tang Seng's physique also slowly changed, his muscles became denser, and his meridians became stronger...... A magical change has taken place in the whole person.

After a while, the heat flow disappeared completely, and Tang Seng also opened his eyes.

At this moment, Tang Seng felt that with the strength of his body alone, he could directly kill an earth immortal with one punch!

"Master, you ......" Sun Wukong, who had been watching the play, suddenly looked at Tang Seng and fell into deep thought, he felt that a magical change had occurred in Tang Seng's body, but he couldn't say what it was, and from Tang Seng's body, he felt a breath that made him very uncomfortable.

Sun Wukong just felt that Tang Seng was a little strange, but the little white dragon on the side knelt down directly, he looked at Tang Seng with a shocked face, his eyes widened, his face was red, as if he was about to suffocate, and said intermittently: "Master...... Master, spare ......"

After Tang Seng fused the ancestral dragon's bloodline just now, for reasons that he was not very familiar with, he couldn't control it and directly exuded the momentum and power of the ancestral dragon.

The little white dragon was the closest to him, and the coercion he felt was also the strongest, he was just a small immortal cultivator, how could he resist the suppression of the ancestral dragon from the bloodline, and he was immediately choked by the throat, and it was difficult to breathe.

At the same time, everyone in the dragon clan present felt the momentum and coercion on Tang Seng's body, the more humble the cultivation, the stronger the suppression felt, as for the golden immortal powerhouse like the Dragon King of the Four Seas, he just frowned slightly, and used his cultivation to resist the coercion of the momentum.

But they still looked at Tang Seng with a shocked expression, and they really didn't know why Tang Seng's body exuded an aura that made them unconsciously want to worship.

Tang Seng looked at the little white dragon on the side as if he was about to die, and immediately reacted, and hurriedly put away his coercion.

"Ao Lie, are you okay?" Tang Seng asked worriedly, after all, the mount that was finally found couldn't just be played to death!

"Ahem...... Ahem...... It's okay, Master!" Ao Lie gasped for breath, glanced at Tang Seng with palpitations, and then said.

"It's okay!" Tang Seng was also relieved when he saw this.

"Holy monk, dare to ask what the aura on your body is......" This is the East China Sea Dragon King Ao Guang asked.

Tang Seng immediately turned around and said angrily: "It's your business! If you don't want to be sealed again, disappear from my eyes quickly!"

This ancestral dragon's momentum and coercion of the demon clan could have been used as a killer weapon, and if it was used at a critical time, it might have a big effect, but I didn't expect that when I just got it, I didn't hold it, and I used it directly, so that the four sea dragon clans present could see it, and the news would leak if it wasn't guaranteed.

Tang Seng, who lost a killer feature, was naturally very unhappy, and at this time, Ao Guang dared to hit the muzzle, he was simply tired!

When the Four Seas Dragon Clan heard this, although they were curious about how the breath on Tang Seng's body came from, they still didn't dare to disobey Tang Seng's order, and directly scattered birds and beasts.

After a while, there was not a single dragon clan in the entire West Sea, even the dragon clan that was originally the West Sea, and they also went to the other three seas, not daring to stay near Tang Seng at all.

"Let's go, let's go back!" Tang Seng said.

"Yes, Master!" Although Sun Wukong was also a little confused, he could see that Tang Seng was angry now, so he wisely closed his mouth and didn't say anything.

By the time Tang Seng returned to Guanyin Monastery, it was already the next morning.

As soon as he got off the little white dragon that had returned into a white dragon horse, Tang Seng was dumbfounded, because he saw that the house he was looking for yesterday was directly burned to ruins.

"Oh my god, my luggage is still in there!" Tang Seng then reacted and rushed in directly.

However, at this moment, the house has become a ruin, and Tang Seng's salute has disappeared, and there is not even any residue left.

"Wukong, copy guy!" Tang Seng was furious, lifted the nine-ring tin staff, and walked towards the front yard angrily.

At this time, the little novices of the Guanyin Monastery were doing morning classes, looking orderly and full of tranquility and peace.

But when Tang Seng saw this scene, he was even more furious, the houses in the backyard were burned, and you actually looked like nothing had happened?

"Stop, stop for this holy monk!" Tang Seng walked to the main hall and shouted.

"It's morning class time at this time, why are you making a lot of noise in this place?" After hearing Tang Seng's words, the little novices in the main hall all stopped, glaring at Tang Seng one by one, and the person in the lead immediately stood up and scolded.

"Morning class? Are you still in the mood for morning class? Do you know about the fire in the backyard of your Zen Temple?" Tang Seng stepped forward, stretched out his hand and tore the collar of the leader of the leader, and said viciously.

"I ...... Of course we know that we just finished putting out the fire and are here for morning classes after putting out the fire, do you have any questions?" said Na Cheng tremblingly.

"Question, where is my luggage?" asked Tang Seng.

"It was the abbot's house that caught fire last night, not the guest room, what does it have to do with your luggage?"

Tang Seng was a little depressed when he heard this, this time he really took the blame, after all, he took the initiative to rob the abbot's house.

However, who is Tang Seng? He is a high-ranking monk who went to the west to learn scriptures from the Tang Dynasty in the east! How could he be wrong?

Therefore, Tang Seng directly slammed the person in his hand to the ground, and then turned his head and looked at the others viciously and asked, "Where is your abbot?

"I ...... Our abbot has gone to visit a friend!" After a moment of waiting, a bold little novice stepped forward and replied.

"Visiting friends, where did he go to visit friends?" Tang Seng stepped forward, tore the collar of this little novice, and asked.

"I ...... I don't know!" said the little novice who was directly frightened and cried.

Tang Seng looked at the man in disgust, and then threw him to the ground.