Cao Wei was not an ancient man, and he would be respectful of the so-called gods and Buddhas.

Born under the red flag and growing in the spring breeze, he only has one faith. In the face of this faith, all gods and Buddhas are just false existences, monsters and monsters that can be defeated, wood sculptures and clay sculptures.

So how could he let this so-called Guanyin pretend in front of him?

So without saying a word, he fisted up. A pair of fists as big as a cliff and greeted the Bodhisattva's big round face.

"rude!"

When the Bodhisattva saw Cao Wei's actions, he shouted angrily. But even though she had thousands of hands and thousands of eyes, she could not resist or block him at this time.

She just stood there like a wooden sculpture, with five colors radiant on her body, and her mouth was filled with thunder. It seemed as if Cao Wei's punch was offended by the sacred and had a great slander. The momentum was naturally extremely terrifying, but Cao Wei would not care about this.

A pair of fists just greeted him, and when he punched, the Bodhisattva's big round face in front of him was smashed out of thousands of cracks on the spot. Then, with a rustling sound, her entire majestic body seemed to be a clay sculpture that collapsed, and it was scattered all over the ground in an instant.

This situation made Cao Wei, who was still a little confused in his mind, somewhat confused. But when he looked closely, the scene in front of him suddenly turned into a dilapidated temple. What he destroyed happened to be a clay sculpture in the temple.

"I'm... dreaming? How could I dream of this?"

Looking around, he felt that the dilapidated temple was full of shadows, hazy, and a feeling that it was not true at all. This made Cao Wei subconsciously leave the place. But before he could move, he could only hear a sudden explosion in his ear.

"evil creature!"

This sound made Cao Wei look back subconsciously. The mottled and dilapidated temple suddenly changed, but it suddenly became magnificent.

A large Buddha was covered with gold and colorful all over his body, sitting upright in the middle. There were three thousand Buddhas, five hundred Arhats, eight Vajras, and boundless Bodhisattvas around him. They all held banners, treasure covers, magic weapons, flying in the clouds and fog, riding on elephants and controlling dragons, and occupying all directions like stars in the sky.

And every Buddha and Bodhisattva in this place looked at Cao Wei with a glaring eyes. And along with the thunderous "criminal" they also yelled insults like dragon roars and tiger roars.

"You dare to smash the Buddha statue! This is a great disrespect. Don't you know how to respect Buddha's principles?"

"Bah, I'll eat a bite of rice in your house. Why do you want me to respect you? Which onion are you? You don't respect it!"

Cao Wei pinched his waist and still did his own thing. Even though the other party was full of people and his momentum was extremely hot, he had no intention of fear, because he really didn't know how to be afraid of such a group of gods and Buddhas who had never been in scripture stories and had never left even a half-verse in history books. He really didn't know how to respect him.

"Are you not afraid? I will destroy you into boundless hell?"

The Buddha opened his mouth buzzed, and the stone bricks under his feet collapsed layer by layer, but suddenly the scene of the eighteen layers of hell appeared in the air.

All the swords, fires, and big oil pans are displayed one by one. The hideous ghosts dragged the calculus and threw them into the terrifying punishment one by one.

But Cao Wei just rubbed his teeth as he watched the ghosts wailing in these hell punishments.

"I'm afraid? I'm scared to be a grandpa?"

"You only dare to take advantage of me. I don't know what the people's iron fist is! Come on, don't run away, eat me and punch me!"

With a cursing word, Cao Wei rushed towards an arhat and raised his hand and punched him. Although the arhat looked like he was resistant, his strength and means were too weak, so that Cao Wei hit the face with one punch. With a scream in an instant, he turned into gray on the spot.

This made Cao Wei stunned and subconsciously said.

"I haven't tried hard yet, why did you fall down?"

The gods and Buddhas in the sky would not answer him. A Vajra behind him stared at him, and a pair of iron maces were smashed, as if they were about to smash Cao Wei's head. The two arhats in the distance stretched out their hands and feet, and they seemed to be made of rubber. They threw them out a hundred feet long and launched a series of attacks on him.

This iron mace is still normal. It is an authentic military heavy weapon used to knock on the head. One hit is accurate, and it is guaranteed to be a ripe melon. But if Cao Wei has long hands and feet, he will never fight such an outrageous battle.

He raised his hand to hold the arm of King Kong behind him. Cao Wei felt that this guy was like he hadn't eaten. His strength was so pitiful. He was a bit powerful in his aura, but if he touched him, he was completely an embroidered pillow, which was just a useless one.

Since this is the case, Cao Wei would not be polite to him.

He flew up and hit the door directly, but he kicked the Vajra to shatter like a bubble on the spot. The Arhat's long hands and feet hit him, and he reached out and grabbed it. He flipped it around and then got a knot.

You don’t need to play such fancy things, right? Then just pester me.

After weighing his hands and feet that were wrapped around the thread, Cao Wei made a desperate effort. Under his huge force that had no idea where he came from, the two arhats could not resist his powerful force at all. They were immediately dragged by their hands and feet, and rushed towards the surrounding gods and Buddhas.

Seeing this, the gods and Buddhas all glared at each other, but none of them could control the outrageous means of Cao Wei.

Like wooden sculptures, they could only be implicated by two arhats one after another, and swayed to the ground like bowling balls. And howling everywhere, under the dream bubble, the entire sky was suddenly cleared out.

"Just that, you dare to be a big shot in front of me with such skills? You just laughed at me. If you have any skills, please use them for me to see."

Seeing that the gods and Buddhas in the sky were just shrimp soldiers and crab generals, they had no use at all. At this moment, Cao Wei felt the pleasure and arbitraryness of the Monkey King's sensation in the Heavenly Palace.

This feeling of stepping on the feet of the idol that people think is high and sacred and inviolable is indeed a bit too exciting. Cao Wei was a little addicted and turned his unruly eyes to the unmoving Buddha in the middle on the spot.

"Bald donkey, why don't you come? If you don't come again, I'll go!"

"Arrogant! Do you really don't know the boundlessness of Buddhism?"

"The Dharma is boundless? Come, tell me, which number is the 820,000th pi in the future?"

Pi? This thing has not been deduced ten digits when Shakyamuni was alive. Where did he find the 820,000th digit?

Buddhism is boundless and omnipotent? Before saying this, please look at the modern mathematics teaching books to see if the purest numbers will recognize this account.

The Buddha above, who was still as moving as a mountain, naturally did not have this ability. Not to mention that he was just a illusion that changed, even if the real Tathagata was here, he would probably not have the ability.

After all, gods and Buddhas are fabricated by humans, and their supernatural powers are only in human fantasies. Mathematics is not, it is truth and the best tool to interpret the movement of the universe. It represents the vast universe itself, and naturally it is not something that so-called gods and Buddhas can guess.

The Buddha was speechless and could only slapped it with one palm. However, the slap of it was a big move that was thrust through the sky and the earth.

In an instant, the clouds opened, and five fingers were lined up like mountains, covering the sky and the sun.

Even though his power has not arrived, Mo Daqiu's power is already overwhelming, making people feel that he is as small as a worm, and he cannot have any thoughts of resisting.

But when Cao Wei saw this, he just smiled arrogantly.

"Ha, it's a good time!"

Then he ignored it and clenched his fists with both hands. No matter how he was, he was not afraid at all. He directly swung his fist at the Tongtian Divine Palm.

This lawlessness really made the Buddha, who always looked like a mountain, open his eyes. After all, looking at her life, she has never encountered any character who faces such a magical power that is trembling with the sky and earth, and dares to have the courage to resist.

Even the leader of the Ming Cult, who was at its peak at that time, often lost everything and could only let him slaughter her in the face of her inner demon karma.

Unexpectedly, how could she have thought that the disciple she just accepted would be such a lawless master?

Is there nothing awesome in his heart?

Zhou Zhiruo really couldn't get the answer to this question.

And it was also under this lawless punch. The entire Buddha burst into silence, and the world of originally infinite light was broken in an instant. Cao Wei only felt a flash of light flashing in front of his eyes, and then a clear cry of pain came from his ears.

After looking closely, there were no illusions of gods and Buddhas in front of you, and some were dilapidated temples and temples. There were only this ordinary, dilapidated small house, and the familiar figure in front of you.

"Ayi?"

With a signal venting in his mind, he also had the meaning of turning from being confused to being clear-headed. However, he was still a little bit unable to turn around for a moment, and he only regarded his eyes as the person he was more familiar with.

Looking at Chen Jingyi's face in front of her, she looked pale, and her face looked angry and resentful, and her eyes were already slightly red and pitiful. Cao Wei couldn't stop twitching, and then hurriedly carried her into her arms.

"Why are you injured? You... are okay."

He, who has always been smart, is particularly clumsy at the moment. This may be because he is concerned and confused. Zhou Zhiruo doesn't care about this at this moment, she only knows that she is being flirted.

She was a little shaky because of her divine thoughts, and she wanted to attack her now, and she felt powerless all over. This made her feel annoyed, but she was also unable to control her chaotic emotions. She immediately burst into tears.
Chapter completed!