Li Muchen walked out of the crowd on the shore and walked slowly onto the trestle.

When James heard the voice, he stopped praying and turned around.

The two stood opposite each other, separated by a long trestle bridge.

The people on the shore were so uncomfortable by the light of the great sun on the sea that they couldn't help but squint their eyes.

Most of them didn't know Li Muchen, but they saw that he was a stranger, saying that he was not from Kowloon Island, so who was the visitor?

One is a wicked man who was sunk into the sea, blessed by God, and reborn. One was a foreigner who threatened to kill the spokesman of this born-again god.

Some of the islanders applauded, and some muttered in their hearts.

In the harsh sunlight, they saw only two black shadows and golden outlines, and for a moment they could not tell who was the demon and who was the messenger of God.

However, the people on the execution boat looked from that direction and saw Li Muchen in front of the sun, full of light and righteousness.

Ning Feng was overjoyed. The people of Kowloon Island can't break the rules of their ancestors, but Li Muchen doesn't need to abide by them. He stepped up, and this time, James was dead.

Of course, he still wondered in his heart, how did James survive? Could it really be that the god of the sea blessed him and prevented him from dying?

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James also saw Li Muchen from the front.

It was a strange face that he had never seen before.

He asked with some curiosity, "Who are you?"

"Someone who came to kill you. Li Muchen said lightly.

James raised his hand and gently pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose with his fingers, still looking so elegant, so sven.

"I am God's chosen one, and you see, I was sunk in the sea for a day and a night without dying. He said.

"So what?"

"You can't kill someone who is chosen by God, God will be displeased. ”

"So what?"

James was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting the guy on the other side to repeat the same sentence, but this sentence was quite weighty, so he had to respond.

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

He said this in a loud voice, apparently wanting to be heard by the islanders on the shore.

The islanders were a little scared.

Li Muchen sneered: "Hehe, then your temper is really bad, a god with such a bad temper, don't worship it." ”

James shook his head, opened his arms and cried out, "Forgive him, O God, for his ignorance!

The sunlight grew even more dazzling in his shouts.

Li Muchen's gaze went beyond James and looked at the distant sea.

James took off the cross on his chest and held it high above his head.

From a distance, the sun was above the cross, as if he had lifted the whole sun with the cross.

Then his cross shone in the light of the sun.

"I am God's people, and you can't kill me!"

With his words, the light of the cross flowed and fell like a waterfall over James.

With the sun above his head and a streamer on his body, it was really like a god.

The people on the shore were in an uproar.

Some are amazed, some are frightened, and some have even bowed down religiously, shouting the name of God in their mouths.

"You can't kill me. ”

James's voice could be heard from the light curtain.

"I am the messenger of God! Respect me, love me, and obey my commands! Dress well, empty your hearts, and follow in my footsteps! I will lead you through the barriers of darkness. The light will shine on you, wash away the dirt and sin from you, and receive God's redemption......"

His voice is so peaceful, ethereal, and goes straight to people's hearts.

People knelt down and prayed sincerely.

Even Sister Mei, who was standing in the crowd, had an urge to follow James.

Only Ji Guanglai and Ning Fengquan were not affected because of their profound cultivation and condensed souls. But when they saw what happened to James, they were also deeply shocked.

In the entire world of light, the only thing that is not in harmony is Li Muchen on the trestle, who is still a black shadow.

It was as if he was the devil under God's presence.

Li Muchen sneered: "I've always been curious, you don't have any cultivation on your body, how did you survive a day and a night at the bottom of the sea." Now I understand that it is the cross in your hand. I have to say that your Western sect also has something, especially the art of summoning. It's just a pity that you don't follow the right path, and you still do evil in the name of God, which is even more hateful than the devil's way! Today, I will do the right thing for heaven!"

After that, the palm is a knife, and it is slashed obliquely.

The space on the pier flickered suddenly.

The void cracks, and the light breaks.

The streamer waterfall on James's body was cut off in that instant.

The light on the cross was extinguished.

It's as if there is a mysterious force pulling people back from their illusions.

The sun in the distance is no longer so huge, the sun is not so dazzling, and the sea and sky are back.

A few seabirds soar over the sea, the wind blows the waves, gently lapping against the reef.

Dressed in a suit, James with a slender figure stood at the end of the trestle, holding a cross, and looked at Li Muchen blankly, with an incredible expression on his face.

"You...... How did you do that?"

"No! No way! You're the devil!"

"O God!" cried out James, holding the cross a little higher, "give me light and strength!"

But no matter how much he shouted and prayed, the cross no longer shone brightly.

James was a little anxious, and kept lowering the cross and raising it again. The buttons of the suit burst in this action, and the glasses on the bridge of the nose were crooked.

Such a james, no longer like a messenger of God, no longer a gentle gentleman, but more like a clown, at the end of the seaside trestle, dancing ugly.

The islanders on the shore all came to their senses, glad that they were not completely lost just now. Of course, they knew that it was the stranger who had helped them, so that they would not be deceived by the devil and perish.

As a result, the people hated James even more.

"Kill him!" someone shouted.

So a crowd shouted, "Kill him!"

The entire coastline is full of voices of "kill him".

"Do you hear the cry of the masses!" Li Muchen said.

James was a little desperate, but he still didn't give up, and he was still trying to communicate with his gods using the cross.

"No, you foolish Orientals! you will be punished by God! You devil, you can't kill me! God will stop you!" cried James.

Li Muchen was indifferent, he didn't bother to look at him, and looked at the distant sea, where a few dark shadows were approaching.

James finally gave up and put down the cross in frustration.

The dark shadow on the sea in the distance approached, and the rumbling motor was blown by the sea breeze.

James turned his head suddenly, saw the ships that were speeding up, and stood up excitedly.

"Here it is, my God! I said, God will come to save me!" his face regained pride, and he pointed at Li Muchen and said, "You demon, God will make you pay!"

"Do you know why I haven't killed you yet?" Li Muchen sneered, "Because what I'm waiting for is now." Keep your dog's eyes open and see if your god can save you. ”

With that, he stretched out his hand and shook it at the James Void.

As if he had been choked by the throat, James's body floated up and swung off the trestle and floating on the sea.

He clasped his hands around his neck, his eyes widened in horror, and his feet kept stomping.

The cross fell from his hand and fell into the sea.

Then, in full view of everyone, James's body exploded with a thud, like a crushed tomato, and the bloody bits and pieces fell into the sea, leaving only some red mist, still floating in the sea breeze.

The boat stopped in the distance.

Apparently, the people on the boat saw this scene.

The sea suddenly became quiet. It's so quiet that even the sea breeze doesn't blow.

The sea water becomes a mirror.

After a moment of silence, people suddenly noticed that the sun on the sea was bright again.

This time, it was much brighter than when James lifted the cross.

I don't know why, a word popped up inexplicably in Ning Fengquan's mind: "Seraph!"