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Chapter 534 Return to Purple Saint (2)(2/2)

Zhao Yufei, who was sitting next to her, had a cultivation level that could reach the level of Almighty God, not much better than Zhao Feng.

To know.

Zhao Yufei's bloodline qualifications have a strong affinity for the vitality of heaven and earth. She is from the Ancient Ranking of Ten Thousand Races, and her cultivation speed advantage makes her the best in the vast outside world.

Furthermore, Zhao Yufei is in the Purple Saint Ruins, and the training environment is many times better than the Qinghua Domain.

It took half a day.

Zhao Feng and the Skeleton Hall Master completed the dissection of the black swamp monster.

During this period, some monsters broke in near the swamp area and were easily eliminated by Zhao Feng and the Skeleton Hall Master.

"Very good, this Zhao Feng not only came in by himself, but also brought a venerable-level slave."

The Purple Saint Remnant Spirit said with some surprise.

With her level and special relationship with the ruins space, it is not difficult to see the relationship between Zhao Feng and the Skeleton Hall Master.

"Brother Zhao Feng, you actually enslaved an honorable person?"

Zhao Yufei opened her mouth and the boss was stunned.

They asked Zhao Feng to return to the Purple Saint Ruins mainly to take on some assistance work.

after all.

Zhao Yufei spent a large part of her time refining the "crystal key" before her incarnation, which was the core of the ruins.

Half an hour later.

Zhao Feng shuttled through the air in a high-profile manner and entered the "mysterious canyon" back then.

During this process, Zhao Feng was killing all the monsters with thunder, and any monsters that stood in his way were chopped like cucumbers.

Even if there are some monster beast groups, if he wants to take a shortcut, Zhao Feng will always cross them.

The powerful strange wind lingering in the mysterious canyon did not have much impact on Zhao Feng.

Deep in the canyon.

Zhao Feng met the towering tree demon.

The injuries of the towering tree demon have healed to some extent, and new branches have grown from the missing parts.

"Human, you're here again."

The towering dryad was pleasantly surprised.

Zhao Feng leisurely floated down to the tree demon's branch.

At this moment, with his strength, he will not be afraid even if he fights the towering tree demon head-on.

After a while.

Buzz

A layer of strange dreamy purple mist surrounded the towering tree demon, and a dense purple palace descended from the sky.

That dense purple palace is naturally the Purple Saint Treasure Palace.

The way the Purple Saint Treasure Palace exists is very special. It usually lies at the deep core of the ruins space and cannot stay in the outer area for too long.

and.

Every time the Purple Saint Palace descends, the ruins space and the power of the Purple Saint's remnant spirit will be consumed.

Swish

Zhao Feng was familiar with the old road and entered the Purple Saint Palace.

The third floor of the palace is in an elegant palace.

Zhao Feng met Zhao Yufei and the remnant spirit of the Purple Saint again.

Zhao Yufei still sat cross-legged, with a profound and infinite "crystal key" floating in front of her. As she waved her jade hand, traces of true spiritual fire seeped into it and refined it.

The "Purple Saint Remnant Spirit" is magnificent, taking the form of a ball of void purple light, floating in the air.

Both women looked at Zhao Feng with smiles.

"Brother Zhao Feng"

Especially Zhao Yufei, whose eyes were full of surprise and longing, her clear eyes filled with mist, and her beautiful body leaped into Zhao Feng's arms.

Zhao Feng was slightly startled. Apart from Liu Qinxin, this was the first time for him to embrace another woman so intimately.

But Zhao Yufei in his arms was as friendly as the girl next door, so he didn't feel any rejection at all, and even had an inexplicable vague impulse.

"Two years and nine months... I just haven't seen Brother Zhao Feng for too long."

Under the half-smiling gaze of the remnant spirit of the Purple Saint, Zhao Yufei's pretty face turned red, and she let go of Zhao Feng after a long time.

Two years and nine months?
Chapter completed!
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