Returning to the Purple Saint Ruins (2)

After passing through the distortion in space, Zhao Feng’s body appeared in a smelly swamp.

“That’s right, this is the place.”

Zhao Feng had a deep impression of the Purple Saint Ruins. After all, he stayed here for several months.

The Heaven Earth Yuan Qi in just a normal part of the ruins was ten times better than that of the Canopy Great Country.

With Zhao Feng’s mental energy level, he could summon thick, dense Yuan Qi toward him with just a thought.

Cultivating here was much better than the Azure Flower Continent.

However, before Zhao Feng could even stabilize his footing, he felt a powerful aura come from below that caused the ground to tremble.

Whoosh!

Black tentacles shot out from the swamp below and released an eroding aura that could instantly kill normal animals.

Shua!

An arc of lightning flashed and the black tentacles missed their target.

The next moment, Zhao Feng was dozens of yards in the air, and he saw an enormous beast below that was half a mile wide.