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

In this competition of the Ninth Academy, someone actually rode a dragon to participate in the battle.

The Eastern Flood Dragon has been extinct for several ages!

What kind of method did the man in the hat riding the dragon use to edit out such an ancient dragon totem?

If everything that happened in front of us is true, then this Huoyan Demon Dragon should be the strongest totem creature that has ever appeared in the competition of the Ninth Academy!

What the hell?

The guard monsters on the opposite side were also stunned.

This is... the Eastern Dragon Clan?

But haven't they escaped into the place of origin?

Although the guards of the sacred mountain of the goblin tribe have been compressed from the commander level to the elite level, their memory has not been compressed.

They can generally live longer than ordinary monsters, and the smallest one has survived for more than a thousand years, and knows a lot of secrets. Seeing the birth of the Eastern Flood Dragon, my brain is buzzing.

This... this can't be beaten!

Boss, what do you think?

Guard the goblins and look at their boss.

The expression of the mountain giant who was compressed to the leader level changed immediately.

Damn, a group of idiots who are the leaders of the Ninth Academy.

How did you tell me before?

It's enough to test the skills of a group of candidates and rookies, right?

But you didn't tell Grandpa Shan that there would be such an outrageous existence.

This is the sixth-order king race, an ancient totem creature, an elite demon dragon!

Or restrain the flame attribute of your Grandpa Shan!

You fucking leader, you sealed [-]% of our power, if Grandpa Shan dies today, I will not let you off as a ghost...

Xiao Ting, standing on top of the Huoyan Demon Jiao, became the center of attention of the audience.

"So there are monster guards? Then we can only fight, right..."

Xiao Ting turned his hat and straightened his hair.

Hearing the words, Little Vulcan's eyes suddenly became fierce.

The body twisted forward and swam a bit.

A whole dragon is eager to try.

This group of guard monsters are all compressed into the elite level, and there is no challenge.

The guard monsters cannot be killed, because they will burst into seeds, undo the seal set by the Ninth Academy, and burst into battle at the commanding level.

But you can beat them violently and use them to brush up your skill proficiency.

As long as it can make Vulcan Aotian stronger, it is a good monster!

"The guard monsters have all been compressed to the elite level, so it's not difficult to deal with, little Vulcan, go!"

After Xiao Ting's words fell.

The little Vulcan rushed out like an arrow from the string.

boom!

Huoyan Jiaolong's winding body spurted out bright flowing fire, rubbing a string of dazzling sparks on the ground!

however.

The guarding dryads, who were still extremely vicious before, saw the little Vulcan rushing over, and couldn't even arouse the desire to attack at all, so they just stepped forward with both legs and ran to the side frantically.

it chases.

it escapes.

They are hard to fly!

The leading mountain giant roared wildly, and countless vines burst out of the ground.

It didn't want to attack the flame dragon ride and poke a hornet's nest. Instead, it directly manipulated a vine and threw all the guards out of the altar.

Then, a mountain giant more than 50 meters high stopped in front of Little Vulcan and Xiao Ting.

Under their eyes eager to try, cold sweat dripped from the top of the mountain giant's head, and he hastily shouted: "——" (wait)

Afterwards, he directly bent down, towards the flame dragonrider in mid-air, and made a gesture of "you two please, go inside".

No cowardice!

After all, it has been suppressed to the strength of the elite level. This little wood-type power can stop a fart in front of the double-restraint fire-type dragon.

Compared with being beaten, being on the verge of death, showing strength at the commanding level to fight back, and then being violently beaten by the teachers and seniors of the Ninth Academy who are guarding next to him.

It's better to become a grandson now.

Please politely invite these two bosses to leave.

It can stretch and bend, and when they leave, it will still be the Grandpa Mountain who dominates the periphery of Qingdi Sacred Mountain!

This performance of the mountain giant.

It directly stunned the candidates next to him, as well as the seniors who were ready to come in to support at any time.

I knock, boy, you still have two faces.

You used to manipulate the vines, wishing to kill the viciousness of the eighteen generations of our ancestors?

Xiao Ting and Xiao Vulcan were also a little confused.

Looking at the mountain giant who made a respectful gesture, he was somewhat reluctant to do so.

If you say hit him, everyone else will get out of the way.

If they continue to lower their intelligence to provoke it, it will appear that they are very low and unqualified.

"alright."

Xiao Ting waved to the mountain giant: "Old comrades, then we will go in, and you continue to guard this place."

The mountain giant smiled on his face.

heart mmp.

You tm, what a great official authority.

Dare to feel that others are here to be beaten, you are here to inspect our guard work, right?

The little Vulcan also raised his dragon claws and waved at the bulky mountain giant.

It's just a bit of a pity, why didn't this group of guard goblins play their cards according to the routine, didn't come up to challenge them, and were beaten by them?

Now that the roads were all out of the way, Xiao Ting didn't need to waste time, and directly rode the Huoyan Demon Jiao into the huge rainbow-colored teleportation array.

After waiting for him to enter, the other candidates also raised their feet, ready to sneak into the space vortex while the mountain giant was not paying attention.

At this time, there is only this mountain giant pretending to be a grandson around, and this is the best time for them to enter the holy mountain!

In the next second, the mountain shook.

The 50-meter-tall mountain giant stood up straight away, using the vines to control it again, and brought all the guard monsters that had been transferred to a safe place back to the altar.

The mountain giant, who lost face in front of the little rookie, spewed billowing green smoke from his nostrils.

Looking at the three candidates in front of him, he raised his arms and showed a fierce expression.

"call!"

Grandpa Shan can't beat the Flood Demon King just now, and can't beat you?

Candidates: Damn it.

Can't beat, can't beat, yo-yo.

The horn-humped dragonfly was an editor, and when the monster was not paying attention, he ran away on his own fire dragonfly.

Anyway, the place to get points is not limited to the Totem Holy Mountain. This mountain giant is obviously about to show off his power, so he went to hide for a while.

However, halfway through.

In front of his eyes, a huge basilisk phantom suddenly appeared.

The Dragonfly editor swallowed.

This huge golden python lowered its head and blocked his way.

Its body is covered with golden scales, and a pair of feather-like flying organs stretch out on both sides of the eyes.

The mechanical sky eye recorded this scene, and many of the teachers of the editorial colleges who were watching stood up with horror on their faces:

"Another ancient totem!"

"Could it be, Soaring Snake?!"

This is an ancient totem!

Exudes an extremely vast king race coercion!

On the top of this giant wing-eared golden python sits cross-legged a young boy with white hair.

It was Shen Zexian.

Beside them, there is also an extremely huge sword that exudes extremely powerful pressure. On the sword body, there are countless ancient poems winding and flowing.

This is a king flying sword.

Its name is "Early Hair Baidi City".

According to legend, there is a sword mound in the Bashu Sword Sect, in which the heroic spirits left by various weapon spirit editors for thousands of years are buried forever.

Among them, the most famous one is Qinglian Sword Immortal, who once dominated an era as a quasi-seventh-level tool spirit editor. He left behind countless editing methods of sixth-level sword immortals. After the inheritance of the ancient sword fairy, it was edited.

On the Baidi Monarch's sword, a small iron-eating beast stepped on it.

Wearing a national trendy jacket, there are a few braids on the back of the head like a little Jiujiu.