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

Layer upon layer, forming a huge protective fortress in the form of a city wall.

The dragon shadow whirled and fell.

clack clack-

A thousand-meter fortress formed by vines rose from the ground!

But I couldn't bear it in an instant!

There was a thunderous crack.

Defensive fortified kilometer buildings.

It was broken in layers like paper paste! !

"The 'Wooden Shield Fortress' in the fifth level of awakening didn't block it?"

Liu Chuanqi frowned in surprise.

This power, I dare to believe that it is a little legend.

As a last resort, Liu Chuanqi could only continue to increase the elemental magic power.

The elements of wood between the wind and waves gathered like a wave, forming a larger vine castle, which swooped and collided with the huge dragon! !

"This legendary referee should be able to stop the little Vulcan, right?"

Xiao Ting, who stepped on the little Vulcan's head, leaned on his hat and poked his head out.

After the skill is used.

Even the current Xiao Ting couldn't let Little Vulcan undo the performance of the dragon falling to the ground and turning into a shooting star.

Fortunately, although Liu Chuanqi is not a legendary level with strong combat effectiveness, he still has some abilities of his own.

Backed up hundreds of meters, exhausting half of his stamina.

Plant castles are all broken.

It was only then that he barely blocked the blow of the little Vulcan!

Then, the huge shock wave generated by the collision of two king-level skills.

Closed by Liu Chuanqi's palms, completely wrapped in the 'plant cage', it exploded in the body——

Whirring whirring.

The root system of the plant is torn apart, and the blue light of endless wood elements shakes down the sky like a galaxy.

A strong air wave pushed away.

Between the wind and the waves, the shadow of a winding dragon appeared.

The Huoyan Demon Jiao looked down upon the audience.

The candle-flame demon pupils seemed to be burning with divine flames, and a vast dragon's aura was released from the crimson dragon's kiss. It was a surging fighting spirit, which was constantly spreading, filling the sky and earth like a tide of anger.

On the battlefield, there is still a corner of the summoning map that has not been closed.

Sensing the enemy's loss of consciousness.

Little Thunder God nodded slightly.

The figure dissipated in the distorted monster space.

Sleep again and absorb the powerful medicinal effect of Fenglong Fruit.

1, 2, 3...

In less than two or three days, it will wake up...

……

……

"It's dangerous, but luckily the referee took the shot."

Above the dragon shadow, there is an editor standing.

Xiao Ting raised the scorched brim of his hat, wiped the sweat from the tip of his nose, and let out a long breath.

There was a little accident when we met the wave just now.

The thousand swords of this little iron-eating beast returned to the clan, and it lost its strength even halfway through it!

If it wasn't for Liu Chuanqi to save the scene.

It is estimated that this little iron-eating beast will be hit by the little Vulcan, and I will smash your lungs, causing at least hemiplegia.

The wind was blowing violently.

Brings out the smell of burnt sparks.

The folding battlefield is already full of mess.

Demonic flames and thunderbolts filled the audience, electric light and flames danced and burned...

【You defeated the elite Baidi Monarch Sword】

【You defeated the elite Panda Artifact】

【You defeated the leader-level Sword Immortal Iron Eater】

[Vulcan Dragon evolution rate +4%]

[Current evolution rate: Level 2 66%]

"The hat is scorched by your fire."

Xiao Ting patted the golden orange dragon flame on his shoulder.

"Roar..." Vulcan Aotian, who just stretched out his dragon claws, looking majestic and sweeping the invincible hands in the audience, was instantly pinched by the back of fate's neck.

I work to buy it for you.

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"Okay, you have to be filial, father, I am very pleased, it seems that in the future, this thing will still have to buy a high magic resistance..."

A flame ignited in Xiao Ting's hand.

Burn the scorched windshield to the ground.

Ashes shake off.

The airflow escaping backwards kept blowing the black hair on the forehead.

Xiao Ting simply brushed his hair back, and glanced to the side.

Referee, hurry up.

Go back and wash your hair.

It's full of static electricity.

The little Vulcan blowing his hair is very majestic, if he lets go, his fame will be ruined...

"This game, you won."

Before he could speak, Liu Chuanqi, who was out of breath, took a deep breath at the end of the angle of view.

He raised his whistle and blew loudly.

"beep--"

Four into two, the second round of the semi-finals, this is the end.

Red Fang Xiao Ting wins!

There were two bangs.

The Baidi Monarch Sword and eighteen son-mother artifacts all fell to the ground.

The little iron-eating beast couldn't maintain the natural disaster mimicry.

The person fell face down and collapsed from exhaustion with a bang.

The medical master and the holy light sunflower beast rushed up carrying the stretcher in an instant.

Liu Chuanqi secretly put a lion's head ginseng whisker in his mouth to replenish his strength.

At this moment, the auditorium was extremely silent.

Xiao Ting breathed a sigh of relief after absorbing the static electricity from his hair roots.

The yo-yo is gone.

Go back and wash your hair upside down.

Otherwise, it will always feel that it is not handled cleanly...

It wasn't until he swung his tail away along the Leihuo battlefield in the smaller Huoyan Jiaojiao that the audience reacted from the shock.

Immediately heard a wow!

"This battle, you told me it was "Apprentice Editor Versus Test"?"

"Being able to push back the legend by a hundred meters, the combat power of that dragon's 'Dragon God Dive' attack is completely needless to say!"

The auditorium creaked, wowed, and boiled.

Many masters are exploding with foul language.

Before, some people looked at Xiao Ting with a bit of contempt.

This is because Xiao Ting brushed his face and walked through the back door.

Born Pride and Prejudice!

They always felt that Xiao Ting had cleared the Four Sacred Mountains by means of abnormal and dishonest means.

But what about the actual situation?

As long as he, the leader of the dragon clan, can make three or four shots, he can easily kill any quasi-master-level copy of the Holy Mountain Journey without relying on the grandma of the Emperor Huangdi to fight on his behalf.

If Xiao Ting knew the thoughts of this group of slapped bosses, he would definitely double-click 666 sponsorship points to slap them in the face.

They were right.