The Fog King was shocked, knowing that the royal family had this kind of rule, the blood was noble, and it was not allowed to have an affair with lowly civilians, and they were vaguely disdainful of their royal family.

He hurriedly blasted all the people away, cold sweat appeared on his face, and he already believed in his heart that Su Luo's identity was the god son of the Protoss, if it was a fake, it would be impossible to have this bearing!

And the flower of the sun, it is impossible to fake!

The vermilion fruit produced by the 500-year-old vermilion tree is really too supplemental!

The plant is psychic, and the mother body is able to decide on the efficacy of each batch of fruit!

Growing naturally, she can naturally hang the equivalent of five hundred years of vermilion fruit!

But if you want to shorten the growth cycle, such as a hundred-year-old vermilion, a five-hundred-year-old vermilion tree does not need much time to give birth at all, ending the growth cycle early.

In Su Luo's plate, the effect of each vermilion fruit is equivalent to a hundred-year-old vermilion fruit!

There were seven of them in the plate, several large plates, and other things also contained pure spiritual power.

In the sea of Su Luoqi, there were originally twenty-one qi clouds, and for every 100,000 credits consumed, that is, one thousand ten-year Zhu Fruits could be condensed!

With the help of everything, Su Luo successfully condensed the twenty-second qi cloud!

The Fog King was secretly surprised, feeling that the 'Divine Son' was very special, his own energy did not leak out, and his qi and blood did not increase in any way, as if he was hidden in his body, an extremely clever cultivation method.

He was secretly envious, knowing that he was worthy of being a god race, and his cultivation skills were much stronger than him!

After Su Luo finished eating, he said softly: "Take me to see that little tree, since you have eaten her fruit, this god son will give her a creation!" ”

"Miko, this way, please!"

The Fog King is really happy, and he can help the old guy get a great transformation, and it is also to help him!

The two of them came to a large open courtyard, heavily guarded by heavy soldiers on the perimeter, and inside was a forbidden area, in which no one could enter except the king.

Old Zhu Guoshu seemed to feel Su Luo's arrival, revealing a wave of joy and adoring eyes.

The Fog King said softly: "Your Highness the Divine Son, Qingyan is greeting you, it is the glory of her life to be able to meet His Highness the Divine Clan!" ”

"It's okay, my god clan also has divine plants locally, and we are very kind to the demon cultivators of the plant system." Su Luo's words were much calmer.

The Mist King really believes it, because the way they get along with each other is passed down by the Protoss.

The leaves of the old vermilion tree trembled, condensing a crystal clear blood-red vermilion fruit, with a large fist and a rich fragrance.

The Fog King was all taken aback, and took a deep look at the old guy, knowing that the old guy was also in a hurry, and she had grown to the limit, and she wanted to transform into a shape!

He said in a low voice: "Your Highness the Divine Son, this is the fruit that Qingyan helped you condense with the origin of life, our royal city is not as good as the Protoss, this is the best thing!" ”

"This favor, it seems that I have to stand it!"

Su Luo smiled indifferently, as if praising and blaming.

The old Zhu Guoshu hurriedly trembled, as if to explain that the Zhu Guo had fallen a lot.

The Fog King hurriedly explained: "Your Highness the Divine Son, Qingyan categorically didn't mean this, she was really excited to see the Protoss, and she didn't know how to express it, so she could only talk about her heart, and thank the Protoss for creating this world, so that she would give birth to creatures like us." ”

"Okay, don't be restrained, I said that for the creatures of the plant department, my god clan has always been kind, I have read many classics and secret arts, this place is full of spiritual energy, there should be a spirit stone mine, right?"

Su Luo is a knowing advisor.

The Fog King knew that there was something very good, and hurriedly admitted: "Just below the growth of green smoke, there is a core spirit stone mine, covering the entire city underneath, all relying on green smoke, and the spirit stone veins are surrounded by spirit stone mines!" ”

"Take the best quality spirit stones, if you have spirit crystals, it will be better!"

Su Luo didn't say anything!

The old vermilion tree was very positive, and immediately the thick trunk below broke through the ground and broke off a part of the core vein ore, and the fog king looked distressed.

Su Luo glanced at it and said with satisfaction: "It has surpassed the top-grade spirit stone, almost the best spirit stone, but it is enough, the fog king, you come to protect the law, and this god son will help her!" ”

"Okay, there is His Royal Highness the Son of Lao!"

At this moment, the Mist King will refuse, and he believes in Su Luo's identity.

Su Luotang's immortal master, the patriarch of the Flame Clan back then, was still a hot beauty, and he was constantly ambiguous, which could be regarded as having a small relationship.

That's why he knows a lot about the Flame Clan.

Now Su Luo flipped his hand and took out the black sword, which attracted the side eyes of the Fog King, the stronger the person, the more frightened he was by the terrifying murderous aura contained in this sword!

A magic sword that kills gods and slaughters immortals, the contaminated breath, of course, terrifying!

Su Luo separated the spirit stones, made them into a formation base, engraved runes, carved formation bases, all of which were extremely mysterious runes, and the fog king felt dizzy when he saw it, biting the tip of his tongue, and no longer daring to peek in horror, he turned around and concentrated on guarding safety.

This great creation must not be destroyed!

If the opposite steel city dared to attack, he risked his life to stop it.

Su Luo carved one hundred and eight array bases, which was very time-consuming, and the sky was soon bright, and the bright eyes outside watched Su Luo come out, and then he knelt and licked it himself, and reaped some benefits.

As a result, who knows, Su Luo really treats it as his home, and he doesn't come out yet!

He and Mo Rulong had no choice but to retreat and hide nearby!

For three days in a row, the wind and marquis of the steel city couldn't sit still, the time was too long, was there an accident?

However, Su Luo carved one hundred and eight formation bases, but he didn't close his eyes, and it could have been completed in three hours, but Su Luo was stunned that it took so long.

It is conceivable that it is to let the Fog King and Old Zhu Guoshu understand that this thing is not easy to come by, and it is very draining, even if he is the son of God, it is difficult to do!

The Mist King was moved in his heart, feeling that the Protoss was worthy of being the Protoss, and although he was high, it was not easy for him to miss them.

Unlike those royal clans, they will squeeze them, lest new strong people emerge and carve up their territory, unlike the Protoss, hoping to give birth to more strong people.

Old Zhu Guoshu was also moved, and during this period, she dissuaded Su Luo to rest for a while, she was not in a hurry!

Su Luo smiled slightly and refused directly!

The next day, in the afternoon.

Su Luo arranged one hundred and eight formation bases in the nine palace gossip, buried them around the old Zhuguo tree, and stood in the middle to guide his own breath.

"Heaven and earth are the foundation, the eight forms are the guide, the super spirit gathering array, the quick display!"

Su Luo spent so much effort, of course he wouldn't make a small spirit gathering array, or a large spirit gathering array, if he wanted to do it, he would make a super spirit gathering array!

He was helping the old Zhu Guoshu, thinking that he would become stronger in the future, so he fooled Zhu Guoshu and went directly to Chuzhou University to take root.

It's even more beautiful that way.

When the Great Gathering Spirit Array was formed, a pillar of rich spiritual energy rose to the sky, as if it ran through the heavens and the earth, and the fluctuations were extremely great, and the entire fifty-four cities in the five places of the Southern Wilderness, almost at the same time, all felt this huge fluctuation.

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