The wind is light, and it seems that the whole world is still. Before you know it, everyone's eyes are looking towards the wind—the source of the majestic purple starlight on the horizon!

"The green ox goes west, and the purple qi comes east" is the core quote in Taoist books, and it is also the ultimate goal of all cultivators. can be like the Daozu Laozi who sent a letter to Guguan in the west, with the unparalleled strength of tens of thousands of miles of purple qi coming from the east.

And at this moment, Sui Feng suddenly became the Taoist ancestor who rode leisurely west on the back of the green ox. Behind him was the endless purple qi soaring upward, immense, although it was not as exaggerated as the Dao Ancestor's tens of thousands of miles away. But it was not inferior to the Holy Emperor's meteorology, and quietly, that mighty purple qi seemed to have become the third magnificent meteorology under this piece of heaven.

"Purple Qi Sweeping the Galaxy-" Sui Feng didn't open his eyes, still muttering. Sure enough, with his words, the purple light that rose behind him suddenly became more ethereal. When you arrive at Zuihou, it looks like a haze wafting above the sky where it meets chaos.

The sun and moon rose and fell, the stars shifted, and the vast purple qi that floated up suddenly churned for a while, revealing dots of light scattered in it. It is like a bright star churning up and down in the Milky Way, and everyone looks fascinated, as if they are unconsciously under the vast starry sky of thousands of stars.

In the midst of everyone's confused gaze, the wind completely exerted his weather.

Behind him was draped in such a rising purple qi, and thousands of stars rose and fell in that purple qi. It was as if the starry sky had been moved down directly. It was only at this time that the eyes that were closed with the wind slowly opened. It seemed that all of a sudden, the words of the immortal in purple clothes just now were still echoing in his ears. "Child, this weather is handed over to you, you must use it well......"

He shook his head gently with the wind, removing all the layers of trance in his mind. His eyes were as deep as the starry sky behind him, and he felt that he was in control of this weather. His expression couldn't help but perk, he chuckled, looked at the Vermilion Bird in front of him and said, "It's just a crimson firelight, do you really think that you have become the Vermilion Bird among the Four Spirit Holy Beasts?"

With the sound of the wind, the weather behind him rose. The sound was in front of Suzaku. Crushed against the void. It is even more pressing on everyone's hearts. Compared to the purple light of such a brilliant light, both the vast Saint Emperor Atmosphere and the sharp Vermilion Bird seemed much smaller. It's as if the two are not an order of magnitude struggle at all.

Everyone looked at the weather above their heads that almost covered the entire universe, and they were speechless for a long time.

"Do you remember what kind of weather in this world is like this, a vast purple gas, and thousands of stars rise and fall?" Turning his head to Ji Jian beside him, he asked.

Ji Jian was stunned. It took a long time to come back to my senses. His mouth was wide open, and there was still a bit of disbelief on his face. muttered: "Only the legendary Great Emperor meteorological ......"

"The Great Emperor's meteorological ......" Ximen Changli muttered in a low voice, and his face changed. sighed: "In the legend of this great emperor, only the Emperor Ziwei in ancient times had it, and he was born to restrain the heavens and ten thousand laws. But it appeared in such an ordinary casual cultivator as Brother Sui, could it be that the legend turned out to be true......

Although his voice was not small, the minds of the people around him were all put into the purple light that was floating in the air. How could anyone have noticed what Ximen Changli said about such a loose cultivator?

"Brother Ximen, look at ......" Ji Jianjian's eyebrows trembled, and he stretched out his hand and pointed above his head and said.

Ximen Changli looked over, only to see that Suifeng, who had his eyes closed, had woken up at some point. He was staring straight at the Vermilion Bird wrapped in crimson fireworks not far in front of him, his right palm slowly spread out, and the purple light behind him immediately moved, rising into the sky, and at once the golden Holy Emperor atmosphere of the vast soup soup was melted into it.

The Holy Emperor Meteor contained the Xuanyuan Sword and the Eight Directions Demon Dao as well as the meteorology of several masters, but in front of this brilliant purple star meteorology, it seemed so vulnerable. Perhaps this weather was really unique to the Ziwei Emperor of the Immortal Realm back then, and he was born with an incomparable imperial aura, and all obstacles in front of him were like floating clouds.

Suifeng's own heart was also silent in this indescribable majestic aura, and in a trance he seemed to have returned to the time when he had sunk his mind into the mysterious scabbard in the immeasurable three mountains. At that time, he suddenly became the most powerful emperor in the immortal world, and he faced thousands of troops from outside the territory alone.

However, in such a short moment, the entire universe was already surrounded by the light of this purple star. Even the bright and bright light of the sun was drowned in the vast and endless starlight, and the Holy Emperor weather was swallowed up by the emperor weather that followed the wind. The figures of Xuanyuan Yi and Xuanyong real people appeared, and several people looked at the entire purple sky blankly, and the wind that sent out this engulfing heaven and earth, and they were speechless.

At this moment, Sui Feng seemed to have become the master of this piece of heaven and earth, and even the Heavenly Dao seemed to be trampled under his feet, and everyone's hearts invariably rose with a sense of worship.

Suddenly, another sharp cry pierced the sky. The Suzaku also seemed to feel the danger of such a young man in front of him, and held his head high, and the original crimson light on his whole body became a little brighter. It looked like he was covered with a raging flame, and Rao was so far away from the wind, but he still felt the heat wave coming to his face.

"Be careful, what is on this Suzaku is not a mortal fire, it is very likely to be the legendary Nanming Lihuo! You must be careful, don't be stuck to your body by this flame, otherwise you will be in trouble." ”

Xuanyuan Yi and the others had already retreated behind Suifeng at some point, and the weather they saw with Suifeng swallowed the world and contained the Holy Emperor's meteorology in it. Xuanyuan Yi and the others also withdrew their true yuan, and stood behind Suifeng to suppress the formation for him.

Sui Feng didn't look back, and after this weather was cast, the slightest movement between the whole world fell into his heart.

"Be careful!"

The cry of the Suzaku came almost at the same time as Xuanyuan Yi's exclamation, and the Suzaku gathered its wings, and even the head that had been held high slowly lowered. The two eyes that shone with blood-red light stared straight at Sui Feng, and it seemed as if sparks were about to burst out in their eyes.

"Whew!"

The sound of crying and the sound of inciting wings breaking through the air pierced together, and the sharp whirring sound was like a sharp blade, and I felt a little chill behind my back when I heard it.

Sui Feng's eyes narrowed, and a bright light flashed in his eyes. With a cold snort, he raised his sword fingers and waved lightly at the Suzaku that was rushing towards him.

The space around him suddenly froze, and for a moment it seemed as if time had frozen. The next moment, the sound of the sword groan flashed. Like lightning, a sword light fell from the sky and slashed straight towards the Suzaku.

This sword light is vast and open, like rivers, lakes and seas. The whole body is a brilliant starlight purple, and the stars seem to contain tens of millions of stars. It's like an afterglow that falls from the rising emperor weather behind the wind, with that unstoppable momentum, and the Suzaku that turned into a streamer collided together!

Unexpectedly, these two collided like the tip of a needle against Maimang, but it was very strange that there was no sound at all.

The light of the purple stars directly engulfed the Suzaku that was full of Nanming Lihu, like a drop of water dripping into the sea, and like a meteor submerging into the starry sky. Until the sword light formed by the purple starlight turned into dust and smoke and dissipated, he never saw the slightest figure of the Suzaku bird. zuihou, the starlight weather that penetrated the sky and the earth also slowly receded like a tide.

With the wind exhaling a long breath, the strange thing is that after casting such a weather, only his own essence and spirit were not consumed, but seemed to be a little fuller.

After the wind receded, the clear sky finally reappeared. (To be continued......)