The so-called "Na Ruo Six Methods" is a unique spell system of Tantra, which is very different from the other seven sects, divided into the six methods of clumsy fire, illusion body, light, dream, transference, and bardo, which is a technique to fully develop one's own potential, and can also create all kinds of illusions to deceive the enemy and even defeat the enemy, if the effect of the six methods is burned to the maximum, it is said that it is more able to break through its own potential, and go to the place that cannot be reached due to the limitations of qualifications, but... But it has its consequences.

Shorten the lifespan, and after that, you will lose part of your limbs forever, and at the same time, you will also have a big step back at the level of strength, and you may never recover, and bear the consequences of this kind, but you can only exchange for an extremely unstable power that you don't know how long it can last, so no one has seriously tried this method before, and it is only for this reason that Ning Luntian, a monk of the Huayan Sect who has always looked at the top, also bowed his head with respect.

(Fortunately, Ning Luntian is really a smart person...) ）

He could almost feel that his body was "burning", and of course he didn't want the opportunity he had gained at such a price to be wasted, so when he saw Ning Luntian calling on the monks to use this opportunity to launch a siege, Na Ruo felt relieved, but he still didn't let his guard down.

(It's only for a moment, but if it's true...) ）

At the bottom of the mountain, he had run to a safe place, and he suddenly stopped and looked back in the direction of Lianyin Temple.

After that, he took a deep breath, with a resolute look on his face, and took the treasure from his shoulder, handed it to Ji Xiangyou, and said, "Take him back." ”

Ji Xiangyou changed color and said: "You..." was truncated by Yu Zi: "I'm still not at ease." ”

Seeing his determined expression, Ji Xiangyou stomped his feet hatefully, but said, "Then I'll stay, I... My light skills are better than yours. ”

Yu Zizi grinned and said with a smile: "Why be so vague, compared to strength, my eighth-level primary strength is also the weakest among us, I know it myself." ”

But he said, "But to deal with that demon, I am confident that I can play a role that surpasses any of you." ”

His tone was extremely confident, but Ji Xiangyou's body trembled, his face turned pale, and he stared straight at Yu Zi as if he was looking at a stranger, and after a while, Fang said: "You... Do you really want to do that? Seeing that Yu Zizi nodded silently, he wanted to speak and stopped, hesitated for a while, and finally didn't say anything, picked up the treasure diamond, and seemed to have to go.

In front of the Lianyin Temple, the monks led by Ning Lun Tian and Shao Kang surrounded Zhu Hong, and when he had not yet broken away from Indra, they did their best to kill the killer: left and right, as Ning Lun Tian said, as long as the attack fell on Indra's net, if it fell on Zhu Hong, he was not afraid of missing out.

This is the third time that Zhu Hong has been besieged since he was trapped in Indra's net, and it is also the first time that he has been besieged without any cover, so it stands to reason that this should allow him to take heavy enough damage, but, alas...

In the face of the monks' approach, an angry roar came from Indra's net:

"Stubborn, innocent!"

With this sharp roar, the image of the golden body suddenly appeared on his side, if the image of the Buddha, about eight feet high, completely enveloped him in it, Rao is all kinds of attacks were like rain and hail, but it could only make the golden body tremble, and he couldn't move a penny!

The art of war has clouds, one blow, then decline, three and exhaustion, under the resistance of this golden body, the monks three battles are futile, the momentum is slightly discouraged, but Zhu Hong is more and more morale, strange roar, only to see the golden body stretched out with both hands, grasping the Indra net and pulling it hard, in the earth-shattering sound, it actually tore the seemingly indestructible giant net alive!

Indra's net shattered, and all the monks were earthy, and it was Nara who was the most shaken.

(That feeling, sure enough, this person... He's really made a breakthrough! ）

Almost at the same time as Naruo, Ning Luntian, whose face was like ashes, faced with the shattered net of Indra, came to the same conclusion as Naruo.

(No matter what kind of technique he mastered, but to destroy Indra's net like this, the only way to destroy it is to use the purest power, that is, Zhu Hong, his power has broken through to level nine or above!) ）

Because of this conclusion, Ning Luntian only felt that his whole body was like lead water, and he was almost unable to move: ninth-level power, such things do not appear in every era, at least since the Zhao family in Kaijing became the emperor's surname for more than 300 years, and now among the people who are regarded as "the strongest" in the world, including the "Xiaoshui King" Wang Zhonggu and the "Protector of the Country" Ao Fuqi and others, they all stay in the place at the peak of the eighth level, in other words, today's Zhu Hong can be said to be "the strongest in the world", and has been fighting hard so far, All the monks are extremely tired, and they are also suffering from casualties, and there are only five or six people who can maintain their strength at the eighth level, and they are all in the middle or even lower, but on what basis, what can they use to compete with Zhu Hong?

The fighting spirit almost collapsed, Ning Luntian almost wanted to give up all resistance directly, and Shaokang and the others reacted in much the same way, but, at this moment, there was an incomparably strong will that directly crashed into their minds.

(Can't give up!) Ninth level power is not something we can resist, but that doesn't mean we can't hurt him! ）

(Help me to bring out the last of your strength!) ）

(Guru...) ）

Because of the depression of his will, Ning Luntian almost forgot that Naruo was still entangled with the two demon arhats, and suddenly reacted, looked up, and saw that Naruo's body was surrounded by brilliant white light, burning into a big ball, and the whole person was suspended in the air, and he could no longer see his face clearly, and he could only feel that his strong will was still coming.

(We haven't failed yet, we still have a last resort, help me, all at once!) ）

After hesitating, Ning Luntian suddenly made up his mind and looked at Shaokang, who seemed to be twenty years old at this moment.

At this time, Shaokang was also looking at him.

(You...) What do you want? ）

(Today's events are actually our karma, and it is our greed that triggers everything today.) ）

（… I agree. ）

(So, I think we should do something more, as much as we can.) ）

(We're all old, but others, they still have a future.) ）

（… I agree. ）

Until today, on the battlefield of Shura, the first elder of Theravada Buddhism, "Shaokang", and the unparalleled monk of Mahayana Buddhism, "Ning Luntian", finally gave up their previous suspicions, truly made up their minds, and decided to cooperate for the sake of "Buddha".

Laughing at each other, the two of them suddenly launched: Ning Luntian did his best, biting his fingers and dripping blood, spilling out a huge blood wheel, and gathering the broken Indra net back to its original quarter size, and on the other side, Shao Kang took out three beads the size of a finger from his arms - it was the "relic" of Buddhism's supreme treasure - and smashed it with his palms, shook into a mist, and pounced straight at Zhu Hong.

At this time, Na Ruo was almost completely stagnant in the air, not moving, and the white light on his body gradually changed, revealing an eight-colored brilliance, which was red, gold, blue, purple, black, white, blue, and green, flying around him, which was very beautiful.

As if sensing the threat of Na Ruo, a fierce light appeared in Zhu Hong's eyes, and he was about to pounce, but as soon as he left the ground, he was swept by a large net and dragged him down.

"Daohong, you don't want to leave!"

Facing Ning Luntian's "Indra's net", Zhu Hong just sneered:

"The pearl of rice grains also shines!"

With a wave of his hand, Ning Luntian's face was as high as a heavy jujube, almost dripping blood, but at this time, Shaokang had also arrived, and with a drum and a send, the smoke composed of the powder of the Buddha's bones surged through, as strong as Zhu Hong, and it was also temporarily suppressed, and he couldn't exert his strength for a while.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ning Lun Tianwei screamed, and desperately twisted the Indra net, and rolled up Zhu Hong's right arm, Zhu Hong was startled, and his left hand slashed back, wanting to solve the difficulty, but only half of it, he was already pounced on by Shaokang and his body, and he hugged it to death!

"You guys!"

Frightened and angry, Zhu Hong strengthened his skills, and wanted to force the two to retreat, but the two monks were already thinking of death at this moment, and they were so shocked that they spit blood, but they didn't let go.

(Hey, thanks...) ）

The luck is almost complete, and the eight-colored brilliance is gradually withdrawn from Na Ruo's body, and he can see clearly: it is eight long swords of different shapes, after leaving Na Ruo, they converge in front of him and rotate into a huge sword wheel, but it is extremely strange, and when it is whirling, there is actually a faint ghost cry coming out of the sword wheel, which seems to be some kind of evil spell like "Hell Road".

After the sword wheel was withdrawn, the lower half of Na Ruo's body actually disappeared, leaving only the remaining half of his body floating in the air, and the strange cry in the sword wheel became even more terrifying.

(The Sword Pole God Hell Wheel, the most lethal spell in Tantra, is also forbidden to study and use, and it is said that there are only two people in the entire Tantra now, but using such a spell to eliminate demons can be regarded as complementing each other...) ）

Well-informed, Ning Luntian recognized the spell at a glance, and at this time, Zhu Hong also seemed to have given up the plan to break free, and even the two demon arhats were no longer driven, and there was a shallow golden light on his body, obviously ready to do his best to receive this final blow.

(Please bless me!) ）

Knowing clearly that because of the forcible use of the "Six Methods of Na Ruo", one's body is paying the price, so if you abandon all distracting thoughts, pour all your energy into your hands, and drive the sword wheel.

(At the very least, let me support it until the end of pushing this sword wheel forward!) ）

"Sword Pole God Hell Wheel, Break!"

With Na Ruo's roar, the sword wheel finally started, and it quickly rolled down from the air, straight to Zhu Hong's chest!

(Concentrate the lethality of the Sword Pole Divine Hell Wheel in one point, and even the Buddha has to avoid that lethality, even if you have ninth-level strength, this blow must make you pay!) ）

Ten zhang, eight zhang, five zhang... Before the sword wheel arrived, the sword wind that drove the earth had already cut the wound of the Dao Dao Dao that was more than a foot deep, and it also made Ning Luntian and Shaokang breathless, but compared to them, Zhu Hong, who was facing this hideous sword wheel, had a hundred times stronger feelings.

Taking advantage of the short time before the sword wheel approached, Zhu Hong quickly analyzed and judged the power composition and lethality of the sword wheel, and the closer he approached, the clearer his analysis became, and the more moved he became.

(It will destroy sixty percent of the body's strength...) No, it's eighty percent... Ninety percent... No, it's not right! ）

Finally confirmed that this sword wheel had enough power to pierce his chest and leave himself with fatal injuries, Zhu Hong, he felt scared for the first time!

With a scream, he vibrated his arms vigorously, but Ning Lun Tian and Shaokang both firmly fixed themselves on the ground with the method of "King Kong Fall", the more anxious Zhu Hong was, the more impure his force was, and he couldn't get rid of it, and he was in danger of being counterattacked by Ning Luntian!

Said that it was too late, it was fast, a little delay, the sword wheel has arrived in front of you, the eight-color sword wheel with a diameter of seven feet, looking at Zhu Hong's eyes like hell ghosts, but for the two monks, it is like the advent of the Buddha!

(on!) ）

With a loud bang, the sword wheel rolled, and finally cut into Zhu Hong's chest!

After that, there is silence, the silence of nothing.

After a brief silence, loud and joyful laughter rose high, accompanied by a crisp cracking sound!

"The Buddha is vigorously with me, the left door of the evil Buddha, what is the use?!"

… It was Zhu Hong who was laughing, and on his side, Ning Luntian and Shaokang were still locking his arms, but their faces were already like ashes, if Zhu Hong was intentional, he could throw the two of them off at will.

However, there is no longer any need for this.

was falling in front of Zhu Hong, and he couldn't help but make a cracking sound, it was Na Ruo, who was still as powerful as a god just now, his face couldn't help twitching in pain, his arms had broken and disappeared, and his abdomen was also rapidly decomposing, anyone could see that he was now a candle in the wind.

Burning life to push this extremely lethal forbidden move could have at least achieved the result of dying with the enemy, but it fell short: because the life force had been exhausted, and it was impossible to push the sword wheel again. At the last moment, Na Ruo finally fell in front of Zhu Hong in the most ugly posture.

The sound of laughter in the ears was a thrill stronger than the collapse of the body, making the painful tremble.

(Is this also your will?) Let such a demon destroy the Buddha Gate, is it really what you want to see? ）

In the midst of the wild laughter, a loud and angry voice suddenly rose:

“… Demon Monk! ”

In the midst of the shouting, Yu Zizi's sturdy figure appeared on the mountain road, and there seemed to be blood dripping from his eyes, and he was hurrying closer.

"Hey, what can you do?"

Sensing that the opponent's strength had only just broken through the eighth level, Zhu Hong didn't take him seriously at all, just smiled contemptuously, and didn't even deliberately put on a defensive posture.

And when he found out that Yu Zizai's body in the midst of the wild running was also revealing the eight-colored brilliance just like the one just now, it was too late!

(Great, great!) ）

In despair, they suddenly saw hope, Ning Lun Tian Shaokang and the two of them were in good spirits, and they didn't know where they got the strength, and they hung Zhu Hong again, and the reaction was half a step late, although Zhu Hong immediately roared and exerted his strength, and in the end shocked them far away before Yu Zi approached, but he couldn't stop the huge sword wheel pushed by Yu Zi from cutting into his chest!

Flesh and blood flying!

The eight-colored sword burst out, cutting and piercing Zhu Hong's body, mixed with his angry roar, covered by the sword flower, no one could see what was going on, but every monk who was still conscious was holding the same mind:

Curse the devil!

… However, it still backfired.

The brilliance dissipated, revealing the figures of Zhu Hong and Yu Zizi, Zhu Hong was still upright, but Yu Zizi had been pierced through his chest with one of his left hands, and he was dumbfounded.

(It's over.) ）

For a moment, despair swept through the hearts of every monk like a sea.

After a few gasps, Zhu Hong let out a roar, shattered Yu Zizi's body, withdrew his arm, and said with a cruel smile: "Good ability, but unfortunately the strength is still too weak, if you have that if, no, as long as you have the power of Ning Lun Tian or Shaokang, I will definitely not be able to escape this catastrophe, but unfortunately, you are at most almost the same as Wuming's house... Buddha's will, isn't this what the Buddha wants us to punish you evil Buddhas? ”

At this point in the battle, the situation has become clear: in the huge open space, the dead and wounded monks have exceeded sixty percent, and the death and injury rate of all powerful people is even more than eighty percent, only a few people such as Ning Luntian are still conscious, but it is only to the extent that they are still breathing, and even if it is, even if Yu Zizi's all-out blow made Zhu Hong suffer real damage, but, among the people present now, who is qualified to take advantage of this damage?

"Providence rejuvenates the Buddha, providence rejuvenates the Buddha!"

In front of the empty Xieyue Lake, all the monks were speechless, only Zhu Hong's wild laughter was drumming back and forth, this laughter was so harsh, but it was so helpless.

(Buddha is merciful, if there is a spirit, please bless the Buddha and escape this catastrophe!) ）

Knowing that the catastrophe was near, all the remaining monks began to pray silently to the Buddha, saying that in many cases they did not really believe, many times they just used it as a means of survival, and many times they only converted it into symbols of temple property and incense, and issued sincere prayers.

(Buddha, please manifest your spirit.) ）

At this moment, the "unity of Buddhism", which has been hotly hoped for countless times by Daohong and Shi Futu, can almost be said to have become a reality.

… The "reality" of lying in a pool of blood, at the cost of extremely painful "consequences".

That also made Zhu Hong feel something, moved, and muttered, he actually said such words.

"If you knew today, why bother in the first place..."

However, after a moment of weakness, the fierce appearance has reappeared!

"It's too late to realize now."

With his hands behind his back, he slowly approached Ning Luntian and Shaokang.

"You people are obsessed with it, and your sins are too heavy, and you must be cleansed by the reincarnation of hell before you can hope to return to the Pure Land... So, hit the road! ”

Seeing that Zhu Hong was about to slaughter, there was a huge thunder in the sky!

Thunderstorms, full of anger and rage! It seems that "Tian" is also angry because of Zhu Hong's behavior, and it seems that "Tian"'s killing intent is also triggered by Zhu Hong's behavior!

… Heaven is constant, and it is not related to others.

However, in the midst of the thunderstorm, there was something else that appeared, the milky white Buddha light that emerged from the dark clouds, projected vertically, and fell into the Lianyin Temple, although this did not encourage the monks who had suffered too much disappointment today, but it made Zhu Hong's face feel slightly.

Closing his eyes and facing the sky, followed by the direction of Lianyin Temple, Zhu Hong's eyebrows were beating slightly, as if he was catching something.

Finally, he showed a very strange smile: some warmth, some sadness, some anger, and some helplessness.

(You're back.) ）

Speaking from the heart, no other person can hear Zhu Hong's thoughts, but as an answer to Zhu Hong, it is like Huang Zhong Da Lu, so that everyone can hear it clearly.

"yes, I'm back."

Clear, rich, majestic, and full of pity and mercy came from the Lotus Temple, and with this voice, there were more slow footsteps, approaching the battlefield.

Because of the sound and footsteps, the monks all jumped in the direction of Lianyin Temple, but they did not dare to be too excited, fearing that this was only the beginning of the latest disappointment of the day.

Soon, the owner of the voice and footsteps could finally make everyone see clearly, and the first person to greet him was the person who had just caused the countless bloodshed.

"I never believed you were going to die."

With a simple greeting, a warm smile actually appeared on Zhu Hong's face, and what answered him was the same simple answer and the same warm smile.

"Me too."

On the evening of February 19, the twentieth year of Emperor Shaojing, sixty-three days after his death, Shi Futu was miraculously reborn and intervened in the most brutal battle in the history of Buddhism.

… At the same time, he also made this battle one of the most famous battles in the history of Buddhism and even the entire Great Xia.