What is he going to do?

At this moment, everyone looked at each other in confusion.

"The idol?"

"Could it be that Yang Mucheng had the idea of fighting that statue?"

"I'm afraid that even the presiding abbot of the Moluo Celestial Elephant Temple doesn't dare to attack this statue!"

Everyone's eyes suddenly followed Yang Mucheng's line of sight and looked ahead.

When they found that Yang Mucheng's gaze actually fell on the huge statue, they immediately showed an extremely shocked look.

For a while, the people around were talking about it.

"Oh?"

Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows, why is he so terrifying now. After reaching the realm of Shinto, he has transcended the Xuan List and entered the Earth List. Although these people lowered their voices, they were still heard by Yang Mucheng.

Call~

With a move of his right hand, the martial artist closest to him suddenly felt a terrifying suction force completely explode.

After he came back to his senses, the whole person actually appeared in front of Yang Mucheng.

"Yang Zu!"

The martial man's frightened body trembled, and he knelt directly in front of Yang Mucheng.

"You guys were talking about this idol just now, could it be that the people of the Moluo Celestial Elephant Temple also had the idea of this idol?" asked Yang Mucheng.

"Yes!"

When the martial artist heard Yang Mucheng ask about this statue, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately said everything.

Originally.

Here's the thing:

When this statue was built, it was also to show the merits of the Great Moro. It's like every temple has a statue of the Buddha and Bodhisattva. But the Moluo Celestial Elephant Temple believes in only the Great Moluo, so the idol is only him. The people before and after the people worshipped this statue.

Three thousand years is too long, and coupled with the prosperity of incense, even just an ordinary clay billet is enough to psychic, let alone such a large piece of jade.

The idol that has absorbed the power of faith is also very good, and can even produce the light of the Buddha on its own.

"The presiding abbot of the Mora Celestial Elephant Temple said that the core of this idol was generated, and he was ready to split the idol to obtain the heart of faith. But who knows, this god statue is psychic, and it will actually fight back. The abbot of Shinto perfection was actually injured by this idol!"

The martial artist glanced at Yang Mucheng and continued.

Later, the news of this matter spread, and many strong people came to hear the news and wanted to gain the power of faith. ”

"But inside this statue, there are three thousand years of faith condensed by believers, how powerful is this force?"

But in the end, no one succeeded. ”

The idol is actually psychic?

This god statue can still fight back?

Hearing this martial artist's words, Yang Mucheng was taken aback. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he continued to look ahead.

"Psychic?"

"Fight back?"

"I'd like to see how you can fight back!"

Yang Mucheng stepped forward.

Rumble!

In an instant, he condensed his divine thoughts on the spot and blasted forward frantically.

A strange force quickly swept across the field.

Just when Yang Mucheng's divine thoughts came into contact with this huge statue, he suddenly felt a fierce flower in front of him, as if he had been dragged into the world by the statue. When Yang Mucheng opened his eyes again, he saw good men and women kneeling on the ground, facing the huge statue with great reverence.

And Yang Mucheng also stands among this good men and women!

"Here?"

Eyes narrowed slightly.

Yang Mucheng looked around. Although he was stunned, he immediately came back to his senses after a moment.

"This is the ...... of the world created by the statues of the gods"

Rumble!

At the same time, the rolling divine thoughts turned into endless stormy waves.

"Why don't you worship me?"

The idol, which was enjoying the worship of the people, suddenly raised its head.

The three-headed thousand-armed Great Demon Luo God Statue, six huge eyes looked at Yang Mucheng in unison, and the shocking cheers resounded through the void like thunder, and they even found the only Yang Mucheng who did not worship him.

"Great Demon Mercy!"

"The Great Demon Mercy ......"

Hearing the shouts of the idols, the believers around them fell to the ground in fright, banged their heads on the ground, and kowtowed in exclamation.

Enjoying the cries and begs for mercy all around, the Statue of the Great Mora seemed to enjoy it exactly.

"Huh?"

Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Hehe, it's just an inanimate statue, which has been worshiped and incense by everyone for 3,000 years, and then it has spirituality. If I want to destroy you, I can turn you into a pile of waste rocks at any time, and you dare to make me bow down?"

"Mortal!"

The Moro God Statue let out a roar of rage, and the body sitting cross-legged stood up violently, and this action suddenly caused a shocking loud noise, as if the sky was falling apart.

Then, each of the huge and terrifying palms slammed towards Yang Mucheng's position, as if to completely beat Yang Mucheng into powder!

"A piece of psychic jade, dare to do it?"

Yang Mucheng snorted coldly in disdain.

He knows.

This is not real, it is just an illusion of the illusion of the god Mora. It's the protective means of the Moro Statue! In this space, if you are injured, you are really injured. Ordinary people are reluctant to compete with divine thoughts, just because they are extremely dangerous. What's more, after 3,000 years of worship, how terrifying is the power of faith that this idol has endured?

"Extinguish!"

Yang Mucheng snorted coldly, directly mobilized the Shilong Mountain Range in the center of his eyebrows, poured its coercion into his divine thoughts, transformed into a sharp sword, and slashed out!

"Boom!"

The terrifying sword that overtook the heavens and the earth had already exploded to the extreme of infinity in an instant.

The frantically attacking Moro Idol was cut in two.

"Mortal, you dare to hurt me!"

The Moro Idol let out a roar of rage, and the severed body twisted violently, and flipped up with a shocking attitude. The blood-colored Buddha light behind him burst out infinitely at this moment, making this space completely illuminated.

"Extinguish again!"

Yang Mucheng didn't look at it, grabbed it with his right hand, and slashed forward again!

Puff~

The terrifying tearing sound rang out.

And then he saw.

The sword that had been condensed to the extreme slashed straight out, not only cutting off the Moluo Idol again, but also tearing the sky apart. The cracked sky revealed a terrible opening, which looked like an infinite black hole.

"Whew~"

A terrifying suction force erupted in the black hole, and both the Moluo God Statue and the kneeling people all turned into infinite beams of light at this moment and were swallowed by the black hole.

Even, even Yang Mucheng felt that the world was spinning for a while, and the whole person's mind was sucked in.

When he opened his eyes again, Yang Mucheng suddenly found himself standing in place, not moving, as if the previous scene was just an illusion. And the warriors around him were still kneeling there. For Yang Mucheng, he seems to have crossed two worlds and experienced a vicious battle. But for the other martial artists, Yang Mucheng just stood there and stopped for a moment.

"Look!"

Just when Yang Mucheng was shocked, a cry pulled him back from his thoughts.