There was no wind at all on the sea, but people on the shore felt an extremely powerful pressure coming from the sea, making them breathless.
But the ground beneath our feet seemed to be sinking, as if the entire Kowloon Island was about to sink to the bottom of the sea.
The giant sun grew bigger and bigger, almost occupying the entire sky.
In the center of the giant sun is the shadow of an angel with its wings spread.
"There really is a God!"
Almost everyone thinks so, except Li Muchen.
Everyone can sense that this time is definitely not an illusion.
Angels really came to earth with the wrath of God!
As master masters, Ji Guanglai and Ning Fengquan also felt endless pressure at this moment.
They don't believe in God, and prefer to believe that this is something similar to a martial spirit, but it is much more powerful than the martial spirit he knows.
Especially Ji Guanglai, his cultivation level is also on the edge of Wuhun. If there is a chance, it will only take one or two years to practice Wuhun. But compared with this guy who looks like an angel, Wuhun is like this.
So insignificant that Ji Guanglai now doubts whether there is any point in practicing martial arts.
Ning Fengquan had seen the out-of-body martial arts spirits of He Changchun and Liu Jinsheng at the martial arts conference, and even saw Banpu Zhiliang's sword slash that could instantly kill several great masters. But that kind of coercion was still inferior compared to the thing in front of him.
It was too much. I wonder if the sword in the void that Li Muchen used to kill Banpu Zhiliang could break this power?
Thinking of Li Muchen, he felt a little relaxed. In the current situation, he could only place his hope on Li Muchen.
Ning Fengquan wanted to look back and take a look at Li Muchen's expression to judge the situation at the moment.
But he suddenly found that he couldn't take his eyes away from the angel in the giant sun. That thing seemed to have real magic power and could attract people's souls.
The giant sun soars in the sky, and the angels float quietly.
Suddenly, she flapped her wings.
A red gust of wind rolled up from the sea, and huge waves surged into the sky.
People watched the huge waves coming from the sea, and the top of the waves was burning with blazing red flames.
Before, it was just the pressure of suffocation, but now it is the fear of death, as if I saw the roar of sea beasts and the wrath of God.
One is reminded of the words of James:
"If God is unhappy, he will let fire burn the world, and the world will become hell."
Now, the tsunami with fire is coming!
Li Muchen looked at the shadow of the angel in the distance and frowned slightly.
He didn't expect that the other party had such a master.
Western magic, dominated by summoning and descending miracles, has its own origin and sublimity. If it can be used in the right way, it can also stand tall in Daolin.
However, the art of summoning does not require one's own practice, is easy to obtain, and has great backlash, so it is easy to go astray and think of yourself as a god.
This is obviously the case with the Sun Holy Religion.
The angel who came to the sun today belongs to the high level of summoning.
Of course Li Muchen is not afraid of her.
But just to save a James, and James was only preaching on Kowloon Island, such an angel-level master was actually dispatched.
How many such masters does the Sun Holy Cult have?
And since they want to touch China's Xuanmen, how many masters will they send to China?
Li Muchen felt a little headache about this sect. Because the believers were implanted with the art of faith, it was difficult to obtain their secrets. However, Western warlocks did not practice themselves, but only relied on summons. They were no different from ordinary people in the crowd. They hid
It's hard to find them when you're there.
It seems that I need to contact my senior sister to see if she has made any discoveries or progress on the other side of the ocean.
And what is happening now with Taoist Master Jin Sanmu of Baiyunguan?
Li Muchen stared at the angel in the giant sun, and there was a black sword beside him. On the sword body, the sword energy lingered, and there were faint spells flashing.
Huge waves were coming, and the flames on the waves were like dancing snakes, about to pounce on the coast.
Li Muchen opened his arms, made a virtual hugging gesture, and pushed forward.
The turbulent waves seemed to be hit by an invisible wall, rolled back with a bang, collided with the subsequent waves, soared into the sky, and formed a huge wave hundreds of meters high in front of the coast.
The Seraph over there froze, as if she didn't expect anyone to be able to block the tsunami fanned by her wings.
Then, the wings flapped harder, whipping up strong winds one after another.
Li Muchen blocked a heavy wave and was about to use Xuanming Sword Qi when he suddenly heard a long roar coming from the south.
The howl resounded across the sky, dense and long.
As soon as people heard the whistle, they suddenly felt that their chests and guts opened up, their breath relaxed and their spirits brightened, and the world also opened up. The suffocating and oppressive feeling just now disappeared instantly.
Ning Fengquan on the boat and Ji Guanglai on the shore all looked happy at the same time and exclaimed: "It's the eldest brother! The eldest brother is about to leave the quarantine!"
Li Muchen was about to use the Xuan Ming Sword Technique when he heard the whistle and stopped and looked south.
The whistling gradually stopped, and a misty voice was heard coming from the sea in the south:
"What kind of evildoer dares to invade our eastern boundary of Kunlun!"
Then, a white light shot into the sky.
The islanders didn't know what it was, but Li Muchen could see clearly that it was a sword energy.
The sword's intention is condensed with powerful murderous intent.
The sword light flew towards the east, and wherever it passed, the sea and sky were eclipsed.
The clouds parted and the sea water parted.
In the blink of an eye, the sword energy crossed the vast ocean, stabbed the angel with spread wings, and plunged headlong into the giant sun without losing any momentum.
The huge sun burst into flames, filling the sky and sea with fire.
The few ships that the Westerners came with were all devoured by fire.
There is only a sea of fire left in people's eyes.
No one knows what is happening in the depths of the sea of fire.
Suddenly, the fire seemed to be restrained by something, suddenly gathered together, and suddenly sank into the sea.
The sky and ocean returned to their original appearance, calm and peaceful, with only the sea breeze caressing the sea surface and pushing out layers of fine waves.
A ray of white light flew back against the sea, stopped in front of the pier, turned into a man in white, and floated down.
"Big Island Master! It's the Big Island Master!"
The person who recognized it first shouted in surprise.
"Congratulations, brother, for coming out of confinement!" Ji Guanglai and Ning Fengquan bowed in joy.
"Welcome the big island owner to leave the island!" The islanders on the coast cheered in unison.
Luk King-shan, the owner of Kowloon Island, is like a king returning, accepting the cheers of his people.
With a smile on his face, Lu Jingshan looked around, and finally his eyes rested on Li Muchen, and asked: "Did you just block that evildoer's sea-rolling tide?"
Li Muchen managed to avoid Lu Jingshan's gaze, stared at him closely, and asked: "I've never seen you, how come you know the Kunlun Ten Thousand Immortals Sword Technique?"