There was not the slightest wind on the sea, but the people on the shore felt an incomparably strong pressure coming from the sea, making people breathless.

The earth under his feet seems to be sinking, as if the entire Kowloon Island is about to sink to the bottom of the sea.

"There really is a god!"

Almost everyone thinks so, except for Li Muchen.

Everyone can perceive that this time it is not an illusion.

Angels have really come down with the wrath of God!

Ji Guanglai and Ning Fengquan, who were masters of the Grandmaster, also felt infinite coercion at this moment.

They don't believe in gods, preferring to believe that this is something similar to a martial soul, only much more powerful than the martial soul he knows.

Especially Ji Guanglai, his cultivation is also on the edge of the martial soul, and if there is an opportunity, it is only in the past two years that he has practiced the martial soul. But the martial soul is so small compared to this guy who looks like an angel, that Ji Guanglai now doubts whether there is any point in cultivating the martial soul.

Ning Fengquan had seen He Changchun and Liu Jinsheng's martial spirits out of his body at the martial arts conference, and he had even seen the slash of Itapo Zhiliang, who could kill several great grandmasters in seconds. But that kind of coercion, compared to the thing in front of him, is still too bad. I don't know if Li Muchen's Void Sword that later killed Itapo Zhiliang can break this might?

Thinking of Li Muchen, he felt a little relaxed. In the current situation, we can only pin our hopes on Li Muchen.

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Ning Fengquan really wanted to turn around and glance at Li Muchen's expression to judge the situation at the moment.

Suddenly, she flailed her wings.

A red wind swept up from the sea, and the waves were monstrous.

The people watched as the huge waves came from the sea, and the top of the waves was still burning with a raging red flame.

What had been just the coercion of suffocation before was now the fear of death, as if seeing the roar of the sea beast and the wrath of the gods.

One is reminded of James's words:

"If God is not pleased, he will let the fire burn the earth, and the world will become hell."

Now, a 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 would have such a master.

Western spells, dominated by the miracle of summoning and descending, have their own origins and subtleties, and if they can be used in the right way, they can also stand majestically in the Daolin.

However, because the art of summoning does not require one's own practice, it is easy to obtain, and the backlash is also great, so it is easy to go down the evil path and think that it is a god.

This Sun Holy Sect is obviously like this.

Of course, Li Muchen is not afraid of her.

But just to save a James, and James was just preaching on Kowloon Island, so he actually dispatched such an angel-level master.

How many such masters did the Sun Holy Sect have?

And since they want to move the Huaxia Xuanmen, how many masters will be dispatched in Huaxia?

For this sect, Li Muchen felt a little headache. Because the cultists are implanted with the art of faith, it is difficult to obtain their secrets. Western warlocks, on the other hand, do not cultivate themselves, they are no different from ordinary people in the crowd by only relying on summoning, and it is difficult to find them when they are hidden.

It seems that I want to contact my senior sister, I don't know if she has made any discoveries and progress on the other side of the ocean.

And what happened to the Golden Miki Dao of Baiyun Temple now?

The waves were coming, and the flames on the waves were like dancing snakes, and they were about to pounce on the shore.

Li Muchen stretched his arms, made a virtual holding posture, and pushed forward.

The surging waves were crashed into an invisible wall, reversing with a bang, and then crashing into the waves that followed, soaring into the sky, forming a huge wave 100 meters high in front of the shore.

The Seraph's figure over there froze, as if she hadn't expected anyone to stop the tsunami instigated by her wings.

Then, the wings flailed harder, whisking up gusts of wind.

Li Muchen blocked a heavy wave, and was about to use the Xuanming Sword Qi when he suddenly heard a long howl coming from the south.

The whistling resounded through the sky, dense and long.

As soon as people heard this howling, they suddenly felt that their chests and gallbladders were opened, their breath was relaxed, and the heavens and the earth were also opened, and the feeling of suffocation and oppression just now disappeared in an instant.

On the boat, Ning Fengquan and Ji Guanglai on the shore were happy at the same time, and exclaimed: "It's big brother!" Big brother is going to be out of the customs! ”

Li Muchen was about to perform the Xuanming Sword Technique, when he heard this whistle, he stopped and looked south.

The whistling gradually stopped, and only an ethereal voice was heard from the sea to the south:

"Who is the demon, dare to offend my Kunlun Eastern Boundary!"

Then, a white light rose into the sky.

The islanders didn't know what it was, but Li Muchen could see it clearly, it was a sword qi.

The sword intent condensed a powerful and incomparable murderous aura.

The sword light rushed to the east, and where it passed, the sea and the sky were discolored.

The clouds broke and the sea parted.

The ships that came when the Westerners came were all engulfed in flames.

There was only a sea of fire left in people's eyes.

No one knows what is happening in the depths of the fire.

Suddenly, the firelight seemed to be restrained by something, and suddenly it gathered together, and in a flash, sank into the sea.

The sky and the sea returned to their original state, calm and peaceful, with only the sea breeze caressing the surface of the sea and pushing out layers of thin waves.

A white light flew back against the sea, stopped in front of the trestle, turned into a man dressed in white, and floated down.

"Big Island Lord! It's the owner of the big island! ”

The first person to recognize shouted in surprise.

"Congratulations to the big brother on getting out!" Ji Guanglai and Ning Feng bowed down and said happily.

"Welcome to the big island master!" The islanders on the coast cheered in unison.

Lu Jingshan, the lord of Kowloon Island, is like the return of the king, accepting the cheers of the people.

Lu Jingshan smiled, looked around, and finally stopped on Li Muchen, and asked, "Just now you blocked the tide of the demonic sea?" ”

Li Muchen did not avoid Lu Jingshan's gaze, stared at him, and asked, "I haven't seen you, how can you know the Kunlun Ten Thousand Immortal Sword Technique?" ”