"Congratulations to the host for defeating the Black Bear Spirit of the Golden Immortal Realm, shocking the Guanyin Bodhisattva of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, gaining eight thousand merit points and eight thousand cultivation points!"

"System prompt: The current cultivation point is 15,400 points, and the merit point is 9,700 points!"

"Not bad, not bad, this wave is not a loss!" Tang Seng nodded with satisfaction, and then ordered the cultivation points to be used to improve the cultivation.

"Congratulations to the host for using fifteen thousand cultivation points to upgrade to the third layer of Heavenly Immortals!

Hearing this, Tang Seng asked with some doubts: "System, logically speaking, isn't the Heavenly Immortal Realm ten thousand layers?

"The host fuses the ancestral dragon bloodline, which greatly improves the host's talent, and has a cultivation buff effect, and the advanced cultivation points in the Heavenly Immortal Realm are halved!"

Hearing the system's answer, Tang Seng was first overjoyed, and then his face darkened again.

The improvement of this talent is of course a very happy thing, but Tang Seng only fused ten percent of his bloodline, and the gain actually reached an exaggerated level of halving, which shows how bad Tang Seng's original talent is.

"System prompt: The ancestral dragon was born as a Da Luo Jin Immortal, and the realm under the Da Luo Jin Immortal does not require the cultivation of the ancestral dragon, if the host can obtain the complete ancestral dragon bloodline, the cultivation will be automatically promoted to the Da Luo Jin Immortal!"

Hearing this, Tang Seng immediately shrank his head, and he started with Da Luo, such a perverted existence can't be compared!

As for the system's statement that one hundred percent of the bloodline could be promoted to the Great Luo Golden Immortal, Tang Seng just gave up after a little yearning.

Previously, Tang Seng relied on the cultivation of Da Luo Jinxian to seal the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas, which can basically be called to wipe out the Dragon Clan of the Journey to the West, and only then did he obtain the primary title, adding ten percent of the bloodline.

If you want to collect 100% of your bloodline, it's completely difficult!

When you have the energy, isn't it fragrant to cultivate by yourself? When you get up in cultivation, take your little brother and travel to the west, one of all the great powers is counted as one, and you will beat them all over!

When the time comes, the cultivation of the Heavenly Dao Dao Dao will not dare to say, and sanctification should be easy!

Why should Tang Seng who has a system go far away?

Shaking his head, Tang Seng looked at the nine thousand seven hundred points of cultivation, hesitated, and closed the system panel.

It looks like it's going to be 10,000, and when the time comes, it's much more fragrant than a silver treasure chest.

Just talking about the experience card, the highest silver treasure chest is the Golden Immortal Cultivation, but the Golden Treasure Chest can open the experience card of the Daluo Golden Immortal Cultivation, which is not at the same level at all.

"Wukong, you go to this Batu Cave and look for it, our luggage and brocade robe should be inside. Tang Seng turned back to Sun Wukong and said.

"Okay, Master!" Sun Wukong replied, and then walked into the Batu Cave to look for it.

Tang Seng recalled the plot of the original "Journey to the West", after the black bear essence of the Guanyin Zen Temple, it is the plot of Gao Laozhuang, and his lazy Tianpeng Marshal Zhu Bajie is also going to appear.

But think about it carefully, Gao Laozhuang doesn't seem to have any powerful monsters to fight, at most it is Zhu Gangguan, but he is destined to be his apprentice, I don't know if he can be judged as "weird"?

Now that he is only three hundred points of cultivation to be able to draw a golden treasure chest, Tang Seng is itching in his heart, and he is very eager to fight monsters.

"I hope this Zhu Bajie can let himself gain a little cultivation point!" Tang Seng sighed helplessly.

After a while, Sun Wukong walked out with a suitcase and a brocade robe, and said to Tang Seng: "Master, I found it!"

Tang Seng nodded and said, "Okay, just find it, put it away!"

Waiting for Sun Wukong to put the brocade robe into the box, Tang Seng did not immediately take Sun Wukong to the west, but entered the world of Chaos Bead and came to the black bear spirit.

"Holy Monk, what kind of place is this?" The black bear spirit who was wandering aimlessly saw Tang Seng who suddenly appeared in front of him, and immediately asked.

"You don't need to know this, you just say you want to die or live?" Tang Seng said lightly.

The black bear spirit was stunned for a moment, then looked around, and did not find the whereabouts of Sun Wukong, and couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "Holy monk, don't you know the great sage?"

Tang Seng looked at his appearance, and knew what this thing was thinking, and immediately said casually: "He's not here." ”

Hearing this, the black bear spirit's eyes lit up, revealing a fierce expression, and the whole person rushed towards Tang Seng, and the mace in his hand hit Tang Seng's head, shouting: "Stinky monk, you dare to be so arrogant when the monkey is not there?"

There was a hint of pleasure in the black bear spirit's gaze, he had already foreseen Tang Seng's head bursting like a watermelon under his mace.

Tang Seng stood still, just looking at the black bear spirit that was getting closer and closer, as if he was scared silly, but his expression was calm.

Seeing that the mace was about to fall on Tang Seng's head, the black bear spirit opened his eyes wide, and his eyes were full of ruthlessness.

However, just when the mace fell an inch on Tang Seng's head, it suddenly stopped.

The black bear spirit's eyes suddenly widened, and he felt that his whole body couldn't move, as if the entire space was frozen.

Tang Seng looked at the frightened appearance of the black bear spirit, couldn't help but smile and walked over, stretched out his hand and slapped him, and then scolded: "You bear blind, can't you see the power of this holy monk?

As he spoke, Tang Seng kept slapping the back of the black bear spirit's head.

After Tang Seng fused the ancestral dragon bloodline, the strength of his physical body had increased greatly, and at this time, he used mana, and the power of a slap should definitely not be underestimated.

Even if the black bear has rough skin and thick flesh and a strong defense, it is still buzzed by Tang Seng's brain, and he is a little confused.

After beating for a while, Tang Seng didn't stop until he felt that his hands were a little sore, and then he was surprised to find that the black bear spirit was actually crying.

Two lines of tears slipped from the corners of the black bear spirit's eyes, and his eyes were full of grievances.

"Wow, isn't it, I haven't used my strength yet, you're crying? A black bear spirit can actually be beaten and cry, it's really embarrassing, right, shouldn't you be iron-clad and would rather die than give in?" Tang Seng teased.

Listening to Tang Seng's words, the black bear spirit's tears flowed faster and more.

Tang Seng waved his hand and took away the suppression of the black bear essence by the power of the world, and then the black bear spirit immediately fell to the ground with an aggrieved look.

Tang Seng walked over and kicked his leg, and asked with a smile: "How is it, are you afraid of me now?"