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

Quasi-master-level trials, but there are a total of nine levels!

The ninth level is the phantom of the Qing Emperor.

Only by defeating the natural disaster Qingdi Beast that surpasses the king can it be recognized by the Totem Holy Mountain.

Listen, is this a challenge that humans can complete?

Even many senior graduates from the Ninth Academy found it ridiculous.

A primary school chicken who is an examinee has broken through the quasi-master-level trial space that the seniors may not necessarily be able to break through...

Is it in the river?

This is like a story!

Doesn't it seem that they are useless?

Many onlookers were disturbed, and they were all in their heads, and they made up an image of a three-headed six-armed, blue-faced and fangs...

How long has passed, and the Qingdi Totem Holy Mountain has been cleared. This elementary school boy is a monster!

Qingdi Holy Mountain.

Xia Houxuan and Shen Zexian, who were still stuck in the third level, raised their heads in astonishment.

They felt the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, felt the changes in the entire Qingdi holy mountain, and also saw Qingdi's clan totem 'Jumang' appearing at the top of the trial space.

They swallowed at the same time, revealing horrified eyes.

"This is, the trial space challenge was successful."

"Damn it, did he succeed in challenging the elite space so quickly?"

Needless to say, they all believed that the man who had cleared the level at this moment was Xiao Ting, the man in the dragon hat that they had met before.

The little iron-eating beast clenched its fists and let out a howl!

""Early Hair Baidi City", we can't be left too far by him, we must go faster, faster!"

The fastest dragon-slaying panda sword fairy must be Lao Tzu——

the other side.

Under the triple dragon breath of Little Vulcan.

The phantom of the Qing Emperor was shattered into thousands of light spots.

Afterwards, the cyan galaxy re-condensed.

Gradually turned into a phantom of an ancient emperor.

Emperor Qing is about to appear.

One of the top ten ancient totem emperors, the clan leader who created the ancient goblin country, the ancient emperor of the Donghuang human race, the strongest healing doctor in the past... will come out soon!

Taking advantage of the phantom condensation time.

The panting little Vulcan lay on the ground.

The huge dragon body bloomed with transparent fluctuations, and the kilometer-long winding body shrunk rapidly round and round.

Ended the gigantic and berserk form of 'Qianlong Tengyuan'.

Little Vulcan will be weak for a long time.

The 25-meter-long little Vulcan has shrunk to a length of more than ten meters.

The tired beard and the ears of the flying dragon in the shape of a deer drooped.

Tired to death, baby...

_)(:з」∠)~~~

"Are you all right?"

A thunderbolt fell from the sky and landed beside the little Vulcan.

Xiao Ting teleported over with Thunder Dragon Flash, and touched Little Vulcan's Jiaolong's head.

The Enthusiastic Charmander weakly rubbed his hand, then lowered his head...

a little hungry...

Xiao Ting opened the 'All-Seeing Eye' to see the current state of Little Vulcan.

Well, it's okay, it's just that the energy in the body is consumed too quickly, I'm tired and hungry...

In fact, Xiao Ting was too tired.

Before being beaten by the Qingdi Beast, he had a sore back, backache, and leg cramps.

Thanks to the small forest spirit above his head, he continued to output healing aroma.

"Little Forest Spirit!"

Xiao Ting flipped his wrist, and took out a lot of delicious food from the bracelet space.

After the little Vulcan finished his picky meal and replenished his food, he yelled again.

"Mi!" Xiao Senling flapped his butterfly wings, nodding his chubby little head.

Thousands of blue dots sway in the flight.

It landed on the top of Little Vulcan's head, and its wings fanned out the pink spirit peach fragrance.

The pink crystallization on the surface of this third-order spirit peach cracked, its spirituality dimmed, and it withered rapidly, with almost no medicinal effect.

"This fruit is going to be finished by us?"

Xiao Ting glanced at it, and after being taken aback for a moment, he quickly took a sip of the pink peach fragrance...

hiss.

It's so sweet that it tastes better than first love...it's really fragrant.

This third-order spirit peach maintains the effect of regenerating blue and blood for a long time, so it is normal for it to be consumed.

Xiao Ting didn't feel bad either. It was very cost-effective to beat up the ancient god of natural disasters, Qingdi Beast, and consume a peach fruit. After all, there was still a fourth-order spiritual plant to pass the level.

The dragon kiss opened, and the little Vulcan also took a mouthful of the sweet spirit peach aroma.

Hey, it's the sugar it hates!

Hold on, there will be supplies after the war, now take a few breaths of sweetness, it shouldn't gain weight...

The little Vulcan smashed his mouth, swung his protruding muscle dragon claws, then nodded in satisfaction, and shook his head again to prop up his body.

"Roar!"

There was a long roar of the flood dragon, and the scales all over his body spewed out reddish flames again.

Propelled by the air current, Little Vulcan's crimson python rose into the air, with its four claws swimming, regained its majestic posture, and swam in front of Xiao Ting.

"feel better now?"

Xiao Ting touched its beard.

Little Vulcan slammed Jiaolong's head.

"Roar!"

Alright Ang, please forget about its inelegant posture like a dead puppy before...

Chi Chi Chi.

The flapping of wings landed.

Xiao Ting and the two little dragons were taken aback for a moment, then raised their heads and looked over curiously.

It's... Emperor Qing.

The Qing Emperor, who was originally heroic and tall, now turned into the form of a shepherd boy.

There are double buns on the head, which are tied and wiped on the forehead.

Holding a willow whip in his hand and riding a green bull.

Judging from the cyan halo reflected by his side... Obviously, this is also a form of the ancient god of natural disasters 'Jumang'.

"good."

Mang Tong looked at Xiao Ting, his eyes changed from empty to clear, and there was a gentle aura beyond his age.

The Qing Emperor patted his body, and the phantom of the green cow formed by the two green pythons.

Amidst the sound of cows croaking, stepping on the stretch of green grass, they crossed to the front of one man and two dragons.

"You are very good, you are the No.1 who wakes me up after a thousand years..."

There were also quite a few senior trial students from the Ninth Academy before who passed the final trial of the divine fire, but they did not have the goblin King Sanlu and the giant tortoise Qing Bailing who volunteered their power of faith to awaken the remaining spirituality of the Qing Emperor.

Therefore, he has not appeared for a long time.

Hmm... If you do the math carefully, it's probably over 1000 years, right?

Looking at the Qing Emperor who was holding his chin, Xiao Ting and Xiao Vulcan looked at each other, but they were both silent.

The old ancestor...was shrunk by them? ! !

Little Vulcan gestured with his paw.

In other words, it's so small, except for its round face and body like bean sprouts, it's not big enough for me and Long Da to stuff my teeth...

Countless history professors in the live broadcast room were short of breath, blushing, staring at the scene in front of them.

"The Emperor Qing appeared..."

"His bloodline of Shenhuo is the seventh-level ancient god of natural disasters, the god of spring, Jumang!"

The bosses in the live broadcast room were all chirping.

Unbelievably, they were able to communicate with an ancient emperor across borders after a thousand years. This scene made countless history professors want to buy tickets and fly to the Ninth Academy to play in person.

"And you, it's the little dragon blood vine back then, you have grown up too, and you were edited into the king race, not bad."

The Qing Emperor in the form of a mang boy stroked his round chin and nodded in satisfaction.

Thousands of years later, there will be successors in the land of Donghuang, and they will prosper, okay.