Beastmaster For All People, I Can Edit Mythical Beasts

Scarlet fell to the ground like a Divine Armament.

Under its feet, the Rock Helmet Pig King, who has been in the surrounding area for an unknown number of years, is struggling desperately.

But no matter what it did, the big red that was stepping on its head didn't move at all, and it was pressed on its head like a mountain.

Dahong looked up at the group of rock helmet pigs in front of him.

Immediately, the group of rock helmet pigs retreated a few steps in unison, looking at Dahong in surprise.

They have already recognized Dahong's race at this moment.

The legendary dragon species.

The fear engraved deep in their genes made them subconsciously want to turn their heads and run, but when they just wanted to lift their legs, they found that their own limbs seemed to grow on the ground, and they couldn't move at all.

And at this moment, Dahong moved.

Its second dragon head lowered its head, biting the back of the Rock Helmet Pig King's neck.

More than three meters high, the Rock Helmet Pig King standing there like a hill was directly lifted up by Da Hong with his teeth.

The sharp dragon teeth pierced through the rock armor, pierced the flesh, and got stuck in the bones.

Ga! ! ! !

Sensing the sharp pain from the back of his neck, the Rock Helmet Pig King completely panicked. He hadn't experienced this feeling of being pinched by others for many years, and he couldn't help but began to struggle in the air. The piercing screams stopped.

Its noisy voice made Big Red's brows slightly wrinkled, and his lower jaw slammed hard.

Only a crisp sound sounded in the swamp, the rock helmet pig king's neck tilted, and his limbs, which were still struggling, drooped weakly.

This powerful ferocious beast that has ruled this area for an unknown number of years gave up its own life at this moment.

boom!

With a shake of his head, the rock helmet pig king who had stopped breathing in his mouth was thrown aside, and Dahong held his two dragon heads high and approached the group of rock helmet pigs like tanks.

The blood from the former overlord dripped feebly from the red scales to the ground.

Bloody red dragons are now as fearsome as ghouls crawling from the deepest depths of The Underworld.

Every time Dahong took a step, the rock helmet pigs took a step back, looking at Dahong in horror at this moment.

In the end, Dahong stopped, and a trace of compassion flashed across the face of the first dragon head.

"Surrender, or die."

It whispered, leaving the choice to the rock helmet pigs, and at this moment, Scarlet was like a Sacred who saved the world, or a devil who tempted him to fall into the abyss.

It is hard to imagine that these two completely different temperaments can coexist harmoniously in one creature.

Hearing Da Hong's words, the group of rock helmet pigs looked at each other in dismay, looked at Da Hong, and wanted to resist, but from the corner of their eyes, they fell aside, after the rock helmet pig king who had already turned into a corpse, they finally saved up His courage disappeared without a trace.

In a short time, the first rock helmet pig moved its heavy body, knelt down heavily, and offered its allegiance to the new king.

Immediately, the group of rock-helmet pigs was defeated, and they all bowed down to the red dragon.

Seeing the group of rock-helmet pigs criss-crossing this area also prostrate themselves at Dahong's feet, the many ferocious beasts in the beast tide all raised their heads to the sky and roared excitedly.

They are aware of the coronation of the new king.

Following their movements, the surrounding forests, mountains, and rocks all burst into various colored light spots and poured into Dahong's body.

This is the forest's acknowledgment of the position of the big red overlord.

Xu Ping walked up to Death's Rock Helmet Pig King and knelt down, reaching out and touching its body.

Immediately, the rock helmet pig king's body turned into light spots and dissipated in the air.

At the same time, a long object emitting white light fell to Xu Ping's feet.

The white light dissipated, and the true face of this thing appeared in Xu Ping's eyes.

This is a spine.

A broken vertebra in two is not bone in texture, but more like rock.

[Broken Ridge (Special 1 Star)]: A special arrogance that can only be generated by the overlord who dominates one side, and the king's spine will not bend unless it is broken with extreme force.

"This thing...is not suitable for Shadow."

Picking up the broken ridge, Xu Ping rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then shook his head.

The shadow's foundation is too bad, he needs to use more materials suitable for it to integrate into its body in order to increase the upper limit of the shadow.

But it's a pity that this rocky ridge is not suitable for Shadow, but it is quite suitable for Big Red.

But Dahong's potential doesn't need this thing at all.

All of a sudden, it became a tasteless thing, tasteless to eat, and a pity to throw away.

"Forget it, let's keep it for now."

Throwing the rock ridge into the editing space casually, Xu Ping didn't care about it.

But at this moment, Dahong, who had been recognized by this area, raised his head to the sky and screamed, and a third bulge appeared on his neck.

But this bulge did not grow a third dragon head, which seemed very strange.

...

At the same time, in a giant city floating above the sky.

An old man in a platinum robe suddenly opened his eyes.

There was a frightened look in his eyes.

Behind him, the white holy light gathered into a strange light group, guarding him vaguely.

This is the holy city, a giant floating city cast by divine power, shrouded by holy light all the time, the headquarters of the Holy Cult of Light, and at the same time, one of the miracles that occurred after the advent of the Beast Era.

"Master Pope, what's wrong with you?"

The old man's anomaly quickly attracted the attention of others.

From the few dark shadows in the holy city, a middle-aged man with a firm face and a strong figure stepped out, with a gleaming silver cross hanging around his neck.

The middle-aged man knelt on one knee in front of the Pope, his fierce face was full of loyalty and fanaticism.

"I got the oracle."

The old man hesitated for a while, then opened his mouth slowly.

The words that can be spit out are tantamount to earth-shattering shock.

Suddenly, the holy light covering the entire holy city began to riot.

They seem to be a knee-jerk reaction to a word.

Immediately afterwards, Shengguang gave way to the road, and twelve people in red robes walked over slowly.

"My lord, what is the oracle?"

The leader of the red-robed man stood where he was, and looked up at the Pope directly, his eyes were burning, without a trace of respect.

But the strange thing is that no one cared about such a scene of rebellion and unfilial piety, not even the man in black robe with loyalty written all over his face.

The Pope's face was as usual, but a trace of fear flashed in his eyes from time to time.

"I saw that the most terrifying Devil crawled out of The Underworld in the east, and launched a rebellious battle against the sky. In that battle, the world was turned upside down, Sacred fell from the sky, and evil rose to the sky."

The pope's words of suppressed fear came from everyone's ears.

Everyone didn't speak, but looked at the man in the red robe standing in the front.

He was silent for a moment: "Mobilize the generation practitioner, go to the east to conduct a carpet search, find the Devil, and kill him."

The sonorous and forceful words, with the taste of blood, spread far and wide in this land of the Sacred.

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