At the same time, Fu Dong also fainted directly because he couldn't resist the coercion of the cheap dragon and fell to the ground.

An unexpected victory!

Although only a few dozen people witnessed this victory, it was enough to shock the whole audience.

Seeing that the enemy had been eliminated, the huge black dragon body turned into a fat black cat in an instant, jumped into Ling Luo's arms, and rubbed her affectionately with his head.

The corners of Ling Luo's lips hooked up a doting arc, and he stretched out his hand to gently help the cheap dragon smooth his hair.

"How? Is this emperor handsome or not? The dragon's red black eyes narrowed squint, like a new moon.

"Super handsome!"

Ling Luo did not hesitate to praise words, and gently scratched under the chin of the cheap dragon with one hand, "There is no dragon more powerful than my prison!" ”

"Hmm~~" The cheap dragon was very comfortable and very happy, "This is really a big truth that has never been heard before." ”

“……”

Forget it, for the sake of the cheap dragon who has made a great contribution today, I won't hit him.

On the stands of the Holy Golden Hall, Xuanyuan Zhi and the boss with a pair of eyes stared at the black cat in Ling Luo's hand tightly, and the color of greed appeared.

Xuanyuan Yu saw everything in his eyes, his eyes like black holes narrowed dangerously, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Huang, what are you looking at?" ”

"Oh, watch the game." Xuanyuan Zhihe came back to his senses and deliberately restrained the greed in his eyes, but he didn't know that he had already been seen through.

There was a hint of mockery hidden in the corners of Xuanyuan Yu's eyes, and he said: "Uncle Huang, in fact, luck is at most an auxiliary, and what can really create miracles is strength." ”

Xuanyuan Zhihe knew that Xuanyuan Yu was sarcastic about himself, and his face was a little unbearable, so he could only force a reluctant smile.

"Good!"

At this time, there was a sudden exclamation from Hall Master Xuanyuan Jing in the front row, "The old man has not seen such a talented freshman for decades!" To be able to control eight different fires at the same time at such a young age, to control the monarch fire, and to be able to summon a true dragon is simply a miracle! ”

Xuanyuan Yu's face suddenly crossed a touch of joy, and he was busy: "Master, do you mean that Luo'er has passed the entrance examination?" ”

"Of course!" Xuanyuan Jing nodded without hesitation, and under the two eyebrows, there were a pair of eyes full of the wisdom of the years, "It's a pity that the old man is just a pity, this Ling Luo is not a golden cultivator, and he can't enter my holy golden hall." ”

As he spoke, Xuanyuan Jing turned his head, with a kind smile on his face, his eyes drifted in the direction of Shengdan Hall, and said, "It's really cheap, Xiling Junzheng, that old guy should be proud again." ”

The six hall masters seemed to sense something, they got up one after another, and instantly appeared in front of Ling Luo.

Facing the six old men who suddenly appeared as powerful as the mountains and the sea, Ling Luo's heart trembled fiercely.

"Ling Luo, you're a good dragon." Xuanyuan Jing squinted his eyes slightly and smiled at her.

Ling Luo hugged the cheap dragon tightly and couldn't help but take a step back.

This old man feels a little scary.

"Also...... It's good that you're ......" She spoke a little unpleasantly.

Xuanyuan Jing smiled lightly: "The old man is the hall master of the Holy Golden Hall and the dean of the Holy Cultivation Academy, and the old man now announces that you have passed the examination and officially become a member of my Holy Cultivation Academy." ”

Hearing this good news, a big smile suddenly appeared on Ling Luo's face.