The Super Farm of Ten Thousand Worlds

Chapter 107: Biyou Palace of Golden Cheese Island (3/5)

A sword beam rushed into the sky.

Su Ze looked intently, and saw a fairy sword rising out of the ground. The sharp, hard-to-see blade was exposed outside the soil, but the hilt was rooted in the soil.

【Sword of Execution of Immortals

Innate “Lingbao, the thing of the sect master of the heavens, together with the trapping fairy sword, the absolute fairy sword, and the killing fairy sword, they become the four swords of killing the fairy, and they can form the sword of killing the fairy.

Su Ze’s whole person is a little stunned.

Execution Sword?

This sword is much more famous than the “Yuan Tujian”.

“what!”

“The harvest is successful, the planting point +50000.”

Su Ze gently pulled out the Immortal Execution Sword, studied it, shook his head and sighed: “Unfortunately, with my current strength, even the Yuan Tu Sword cannot be refined, let alone the Immortal Execution Sword?

As his thoughts changed, “Seven-Five-Three” suddenly arose, and “Zhu Xianjian” entered the store shelf.

“Do you choose to put the Xiantian Lingbao Zhuxian Sword on the shelves?”

“Yes!”

“Please Host to set a price for the Innate Spiritual Treasure Immortal Execution Sword?”

“No pricing, just hang it.”

Su Ze gave the order.

The Sword of Immortal Execution is an innate spiritual treasure. I don’t know what kind of power it will attract when it is hung on the shelf?

After doing all this, Su Ze took out the remaining nine bags of mysterious soil, he pondered for a moment, then took out a bag of mysterious soil and buried it beside the willow god’s roots.

hum!

The branches and leaves of the willow god swayed, and the green awns were huge. I saw that the green branch grew rapidly, and quickly changed from the thickness of the thumb to the thickness of the arm.

At its top, branches and leaves emerged.

In about ten minutes, the willow god with only one branch turned into a weeping willow about two meters high.

The weeping willow has a total of eighteen branches, and each branch has a piece of green willow buds. These willow buds are budding and are not fully developed.

[Young Willow God].

“The most powerful alien among plant practitioners, it is suspected to be the same clan as Liu Shen in the perfect world, the only clan of Liu Shen, and has a strong potential.

“Current age: 200 years old.

“Possesses Ability: Unknown.”

“A bag of mysterious soil can only allow God Liu to evolve for a hundred years?”

Su Ze blinked.

He opened the remaining eight bags of mysterious soil one after another, and buried all of his brains next to the roots of Willow God. He saw that the entire farm was wrapped in a green halo.

The two-meter-high weeping willow rose wildly.

The branches with the thickness of the arms are constantly being pulled up, and in the blink of an eye, they have reached the thickness of the waist of an adult. The buds on the eighteen wickers bloom quickly, and new wickers sprout and grow.

Boom!

A strong energy radiated from Liu Shen’s body, directly flying Su Ze dozens of meters away.

He fixed his body, looked at Liu Shen, who was growing taller and stronger, and murmured, and finally broke out a foul language: “Damn, this Fuck is for heaven-defying!”

[Growing Willow God].

“The most powerful alien among plant practitioners, it is suspected to be of the same race as the Liu Shen in the perfect world. It is the only clan of the Liu Shen, and has a strong potential.”

“Current age: 1000 years old.

“Possesses Ability: Unknown.

The attributes of Liushen have not changed much, just from “evolution from infancy” to “growth period”.

However, its body shape has undergone earth-shaking changes.

From just a wicker, it became a towering tree.

The Willow God in front of him, the main pole is three or four meters in diameter, countless wicker sticks are hanging down, the branches and leaves are dense and lush, the green awns on it, flickering non-stop, a mysterious aura, emanating from the Willow God. come out.

When Liu Shen was the size of a thumb, he could abuse Jin Ping’er, a disciple of Hehuan Valley Tianjiao, whose strength was suppressed in the Great Perfection of the Purple Palace.

How strong should it be at its current scale?

Su Ze walked out of the farm with a smile on his face.

Qianqiu City City Lord Mansion, Pirate Empress Boya, Hancock, Kono Masako, Werewolf Empress, are holding a deck of cards and spending time on the side.

Qiu Qianshan was sweating profusely, like ants on a hot pan, spinning non-stop.

After he saw Su Ze, he trotted over and said anxiously, “Mr. Su.. Is the news from outside true?”

Up to now, Qiu Qianshan still feels like a fog in the clouds.

Kill the two young sect masters of the Sword God Sect?

Blow up the defense formation of Lingzhou City? Flatten the main mansion of Lingzhou City?

All of this is really a middle stage of the Purple Palace…

His eyes widened, and he said in a lost voice: “Mr. Su, you are already at the peak of the late Zifu realm?”

Qiu Qianshan, saw Su Ze’s current cultivation level .0

Su Ze pulled up a chair and sat down.

Kono Masako immediately put down the cards, stood behind Su Ze and pinched his shoulders.

A pair of small hands, soft and boneless, gently kneading, neither light nor heavy, just right.

He looked at Qiu Qianshan and said with a faint smile: “Although I don’t know exactly what you are referring to, but if it is the Lingzhou City incident, it is indeed me who did it.”

“By the way, Qiu Qianshan, Qianqiu City, is there a slave market?”

Su Ze moved in his heart and asked.

Qiu Qianshan was stunned in place, his heart was like a river overturned, and he was terrified.

those things…

are all true?

After a while, he came back to his senses and said: “Sir, Qianqiu City has a slave market, but these slaves are at most Xiantian realm, purple mansion realm monks, it is extremely difficult to control, most of the purple mansion realm, even if they blow themselves up. , and will not be slaves.

“Innate realm is enough.”

Su Ze said, “Go to the slave market and help me buy 500 slaves from the Innate Realm.”

Although Qiu Qianshan didn’t know why Su Ze did this, he still held his fist and retreated respectfully.

Early the next morning, Qiu Qianshan brought five hundred Xiantian slaves to Su Ze.

Just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed, and he took out a 1.2 communication jade talisman. After seeing the news conveyed by the communication jade talisman, Qiu Qianshan’s face changed greatly, and he lost his voice: “Mr. , are you coming towards Qianqiu City?”

At this moment, in Su Ze’s mind, a system prompt sounded.

“Ding!

“Accept the voice call application from Biyou Palace on Golden Shark Island, do you choose to accept it immediately?”

Su Ze frowned.

Golden Claw Island?

Biyou Palace?

I’m going, won’t it be that ruthless man who wants to return the Sword of Immortal Punishment?

“Hey, if you want to take back the Sword of Immortal Execution from Laozi, even if you are a saint, you have to bleed.” Su Ze sneered in his heart, and said lightly to Qiu Qianshan: “It’s okay, if the people of the Sword God Sect dare to come, I must tell them to go back and forth!”

(PS: Damn, the codeword software is not locked, I escaped from jail!)