The Era of Monster Editing: From the College Entrance Examination to the Lord of the Dragon God

Wang Po raised her shriveled eyelids, gave Scarface an order in an old voice, and then turned her head.

It seemed that he didn't like it very much, Xiao Ting put on a submissive expression on his fake scarred face, and he didn't even want to take a second look.

It also missed a good time to observe Xiao Ting's "simple disguise".

Phew... the little dragon cub in his sleeves drooped his ears in disappointment.

Xiao Ting gently touched it comfortingly, continued to maintain his submissive personality, and quietly sat down.

The two villain organizations met and succeeded in breaking into the enemy's interior!

I'm not here to spoil you, I'm here to join you...

Scanning the surrounding figures with peripheral vision.

There are more than a dozen cultists and ghosts here. There are only two masters, three leader-levels, and several intermediate elite dark editors.

For a third-tier city, this is already a high-end combat power.

It is easy to destroy a small town.

If fighting alone, Xiao Ting can handle it easily.

But when he fights, Zhao Xiongshan will definitely strike with thunder.

As soon as the overlord makes a move, the half-step overlord-level leader will definitely be alarmed.

Maybe he will use his hole card to escape immediately!

For Xiao Ting, and even Donghai City, a huge disaster was left behind.

Without that power and person, I want to be hated by a half-step overlord-level dark editor.

This kind of lunatic's sneak attack is often impossible to guard against!

So Xiao Ting was not in a hurry to make a move, he stroked the head of Little Thunder God in his sleeve soothingly, and chose to continue to wait and see.

At this time, Wang Po was turning her head away, talking with the blond ghost next to her.

She lost the indifferent attitude she had in front of Xiao Ting with a burnt face, and smiled politely, showing her copper teeth: "Everyone is here, Master Bo, let's start the dark negotiations."

Xiao Ting silently looked at their panels.

The blond man on the opposite side is the editor master of the abyss clan who released the abyss monster to bite Liang Yiyi!

Chapter 121 I Just Remembered a Happy Thing

[Name]: Bert Lewis

[Talent]: A+ grade sheep-headed devil attribute editor

[Level]: Master level abyssal clan editor

[Monsters]: Commander-level goatshoe succubus, leader-level double-axe goat-headed demon (group), elite-level goatshoe imp (group)

[Status]: Watch out (you see the blond man in front of you, his body is avoiding the cult old woman on the opposite side, but his eyes are fixed on her)

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【Name】: Wang Po

[Talent]: A+ Grade Infant Corpse genus editor

[Level]: Master Undead Editor

[Monster]: Commander-level four-faced ghost baby, leader-level two-headed blood baby (group)...

[Status]: Suspicion (you observed that the old woman squinted her eyes, showing her copper teeth and smirking, while recording the behavior and actions of Bert Lewis)

Unexpectedly, the leaders of the two dark organizations are suspicious and wary of each other?

Xiao Ting recorded the key information in his mind.

"Then the dark negotiations will begin."

"Ma'am, let me talk about the alliance requirements first."

Bert Lewis on the first seat lifted his chin and spoke quickly.

"1. You must retrieve the lost human skin. 2. You must kill the SS-level dragon genius in Donghai City. 3. You must kill all those who know it, including the wilderness poaching group, and those wandering in the wilderness. People from the East China Sea Editors Guild..."

Wang Po narrowed her shriveled eyelids and snorted softly.

"The first request, even if you don't ask the lord for instructions, I can agree to you, old lady."

"The second requirement is that I taught the envoy in charge of wealth to die in a high school in Donghai City because of a stupid appetite. It is said that the SS-level boy killed him... That one-third of the map of the secret religion seems to be falling In his hands, we will take it back as soon as possible!"

"As for your third and fourth killing requests..."

The skinny old woman with a rotten aura all over her body slowly grinned her copper teeth.

"Xue Shiqi, the leader of the wilderness poaching group, has been seriously injured by my old woman, it's not worth mentioning!"

After finishing speaking, she leaned her head back and called out two names: "Xiao He and Xiao Peng, you lead the team to encircle and suppress those wilderness wanderers!"

The senior and intermediate believers who were named got up and left immediately: "Observe!"

Bert Lewis coughed: "Ma'am, there are also people from the East China Sea Editors Guild..."

"You have made too many demands." Wang Po frowned for a moment, then quickly returned to her original state and continued, "The only remaining church members we have are less than fifteen. The group of non-thieves and the editor city guild, we are currently You can only kill one of them!"

After she finished speaking, she tapped on the table lightly, and there seemed to be faint cries of a baby behind her.

Bert Lewis looked away, turned up his collar to cover his mouth and nose, and said in a muffled Donghuang language: "Okay, it's okay to kill one first..."

The conversation between the two caused the surrounding ghost editors and cultists to whisper.

Xiao Ting below fell into deep thought.

The big thing is not good, and the two secret sect leaders seem to be joining forces.

He intends to find the SS-level genius boy who killed the king soul!

This TM is him!

This also means that he is on the blacklist of demon cult ghosts and ghoul cultists?

There was noise and discussion all around.

Only Wang Su with the scarred face played by Xiao Ting is still a deaf and blind social boy who is alone.

Since no one talks to him, he thinks alone.

...Kill me?

God help every dream!

Xiao Ting crossed his hands in front of his chest and let out a hard breath.

First of all, he is not a monster.

But since this group of people wanted to kill him, he had to defend himself and kill them all.

As long as you kill the opponent, no one should want to kill him...

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The discussion on the field gradually became smaller.

The leaders of the two sides successfully reached a friendly consensus on forming an alliance with swordsmen and preventing leaks.

Bert Louis stood up with a smile, took off the wool hat on his head, and saluted gracefully: "Ma'am, I can rest assured that I will tell you all the shocking secrets hidden in the robbed treasure."

What shocking secret?

It is human nature to eat melons.

Xiao Ting and many of the editors from the Dark Esoteric Cult with curious faces pricked up their ears.

Even the little Thor in his sleeves pricked up his ears.

Slip.

What kind of shocking honey is hidden here?

"Cooperation is the most correct choice."

Bert Louis spread his hands: "If you hadn't chosen to cooperate with us, ma'am, you probably would never know in your lifetime what a precious ancient relic is in the auction items that were stolen..."

"Okay, don't stare at me, I won't keep it!"

"That is an ancient relic of the dragon clan, which can open a treasure of a fallen dragon king!"

"Scepter, sword, holy grail, pentacle!"

"As long as you gather these four totem-level relics and fuse them together, you can get a secret key that can open the foreign plane and take the treasure of the king!"

King's treasure? !

These words fell like thunder.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, leaned out, stared at Bert Lewis intently, and felt short of breath.

Xiao Ting is no exception.

He took a breath.

Fuck, the auction collection that was robbed by the Corpse Grove cultists actually has a totem-level relic, a quarter of the secret key!

Able to open a treasure left by a dragon king-level editor!

Isn't there a Tier 6 dragon material in it? !

Wang Po leaned out and took a light breath along with the next believers.

"Tell the old lady in detail!"

Bert Lewis listened to the baby's cries growing louder in the air.

With a slight smile, he spoke quickly:

"That treasure is said to be the treasure left by a king-level dragon master in the west, and a seat left by him is hidden in it—"

"That's a dragon arena!"

"As long as you gather the heirlooms of the four major totem families: the ancient fire scepter, the ancient wind sword, the ancient water holy grail, and the ancient earth star coin, you can open the door to the ancient arena plane!"