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

Not right now.

He can hardly afford to support the three little ancestors now.

He values ​​quality more than quantity, and the bond with the little guys from the Dragon King family...

[Of course, you are not the only one participating in this Dragon Selection Conference. 】

【Thousands of years ago, the old man promised the first principal of the Ninth Academy that he would give his students a chance to choose a dragon. 】

[This time, I repaid the promise made 2000 years ago. 】

Xiao Ting was overjoyed when he heard that.

If the seniors and sisters of the Dragon Research Institute of the Ninth Academy, Dean Lao Ao and Vice Dean Yu Shu came together.

Could it be that they can also choose some dragons?

Then, if you choose his low-level dragon soul, you can save a little less! !

Ba Xia seemed to have seen his thoughts, and let out a muffled laugh again.

Little grandson, you are still too naive!

Even these soul-seeds will choose other people's masters.

It is definitely below the commanding level, and there are some dragon beasts with special requirements for master selection.

Or one or two heads, the overlord dragon that has already decided its destination.

Most of the other king dragons, Tyrannosaurus.

They were all attracted by Xiao Ting's deadly aura of the Creator of the Dragon Clan.

It is impossible to put his fragrant bun.

Run to pick other low-level talents!

Kid is doomed to be disappointed...

However, it is not ready to break this point.

With a little old urchin in mind, I want to see Xiao Ting's expression when he is selected by countless dragons and realizes that he can't afford it...

Ha ha.

[In addition to this Dragon Selection Conference, I also have a Dragon Ball, which I want to give to you. 】

Ba Xia raised his hand.

Chaos clouds rolled.

Half a dull dragon ball, with cracks on its surface, appeared in front of everyone.

"This is the totem Dragon Ball of the eighth-rank Shenhuanglong?"

Emperor Wu lost his voice.

This is really the treatment of a grandson!

Didn't expect the Dragon Emperor to give Xiao Ting the half of the Supreme Editor's Dragon Ball? !

Chapter 37 The principal's visit, invitation from the royal family, conspiracies

[This is the eighth-rank Huanglong, which is the totem dragon ball of the Eastern Shenlong. 】

Ba Xia looked at it with a nostalgic expression.

[However, I can't give it to you right now, I have to warm it up for a while. 】

[When the Dragon Selection Conference arrives, I will deliver it to you. 】

The two little dragons salivated.

Oriental Dragon!Oriental Dragon!

Hey hey hey hey, (excited) (distorted) (energetic) (rubbing around daddy)

is our most wanted skin...

Grandpa Taizu is so kind!

Xiao Ting stared at the dim Dragon Ball, which was only half in size, and was slightly taken aback.

"Grandfather Taizu, why is there only half of this eighth-order dragon ball left?"

Hearing this, Ba Xia snorted violently.

[His grandma's. 】

【Someone stole half of my Dragon Ball...】

[It was the boy who was driven off the holy mountain by me back then! 】

Baxia's angry roar was like a thunderclap:

[That day, the dragon thief monster was basically killed by me. 】

[I just didn't expect it. 】

[He actually brought a few title-level dark existences, while I let down my vigilance, Thunder made a move! 】

【Save him! 】

Xiao Ting frowned, realizing that the matter was not simple.

Take this information down now.

The person who was driven off the holy mountain by Grandpa Dragon Emperor and stole half of the eighth-order dragon ball.

It sounds familiar.

It seems to be the one of the few orthodox dragon editors, the Lord of Evil and Rebellion!

Knowing the whereabouts of half of the Dragon Ball, Xiao Ting was not in a hurry.

He comforted Baxia and said: "It's okay, Grandpa Taizu, after I reach the legendary level, kill me and grab it back!"

Anyway, that guy only has half an eighth-rank dragon ball left in his hand.

There is no way to obtain the eighth-order Shenhuanglong, so it can only be put on the shelf.

He develops steadily and will reach the legendary level sooner or later.

Violently beat up that vicious lord and made him spit out the dragon ball of Grandpa Taizu.

Ba Xia let out a long sigh.

The airy beard drooped down:

[If it wasn't for thousands of years ago, in order to rescue the surrounding human tribes, I fought against a foreign creator, leaving indelible wounds, I would have gone out to find my place...]

[Forget it, it's useless to say this now. 】

It pushed the presbyopic glasses, and said kindly: [Xiao Xiao, if this half of the eighth-order Dragon Ball is warmed up, I will notify the senior management of the Ninth Academy and call you. 】

Xiao Ting nodded.

The Dragon Selection Conference will take at least two or three months.

Not for long.

At that time, you can choose the fourth dragon cub.

And get the editing method of the eighth-level Shenhuanglong!

Very fragrant!

[Okay, the old man needs to continue to sleep, see you in two or three months...]

After talking so much, the Dragon Emperor already seemed very sleepy.

After all, he used the power of space to lift the three mountains and five mountains again.

Teleporting under the holy mountain, his whole body suddenly became incomparably huge, becoming one with the Dragon Emperor holy mountain.

The huge body sank into the ground and curled up into a ball.

Begin to mend the indelible wounds left by the body through sleep...

The thousand-foot body of the Tyrannical Dragon was hidden between the slits of space and disappeared.

It has the pure power of faith, and still needs to go through deep sleep to repair the divine fire trauma left by the foreign creator.

"Goodbye, great grandfather!"

See you in two or three months!

Xiao Ting and the two little dragon cubs waved their hands in the direction where the Dragon Emperor was hiding.

Looking forward to the Dragon Selection Conference two or three months later!

The Dragon Emperor Sacred Mountain slowly disappeared.

The people outside were suddenly in an uproar.

"It's so cruel! He beat the old man Dragon Emperor so fast, did he pass the Dragon Emperor's trial?"

Just when the candidates were talking about it.

Xia Houxuan and Shen Zexian, who just appeared, were riding the White Emperor Sword and the Winged Ear Teng Snake, with bewildered expressions on their faces.

They failed to challenge Huangdi Sacred Mountain.

He was beaten up by the elite Huangdi Phantom and thrown out.

You still need to wait for a while before you can re-enter the holy mountain trial.

As a result, he raised his head, just in time to see the majestic dragon under the negative mountain disappearing.

The expressions of the two little cute beasts suddenly became excited, and they yelled, "That's the Dragon Emperor's Holy Mountain!"

their dream land.

The place where you can get the inheritance of the eighth-level editing method!

"go!"