"Yu Qianxuan was controlled by some secret method and confused his mind!"

"Who could it be, who could break through the heart defense of the Thousand Feather Lake Lord and plant the spiritual seed that even she was lost in!?"

"No, it's not just the Thousand Feather Lake Lord, but also the Southern Wilderness Holy Monarch who suddenly went crazy out of control, and may be facing the same situation as her!"

In an instant, almost the same thought flashed through the hearts of Gu Juan and the Golden Wolf God at the same time.

The two of them turned their heads almost at the same time to look at the figure of the phoenix crown and red dress in the depths of the blood-colored light.

Killing the red cloth, at least breaking her secret method of controlling her mind, everything will be solved.

This is the only thought in the heart of the Golden Wolf God.

Protect our red clothes, this is also the only way to alleviate or even break the situation of the opponent fighting more and fighting less!

And a sudden realization rose in Gu Juan's heart.

He could suddenly feel that the bright red light like blood, and the slender figure in the depths of the light, were completely empty shelves with no appearance, as long as they were touched lightly, they might collapse in an instant.

This is the reason why Hongyi has not really made a move since she appeared, and the biggest possibility is that she is no longer able to make a move.

To put it more accurately, that is, she had already made a full attack before she appeared, and used all her strength on the Thousand Feather Lake Lord and the Southern Wilderness Holy Monarch, almost disrupting the entire battle situation in an instant with her own strength.

Protect our Reds!

She must not be allowed to be harmed in any way, not even the slightest disturbance.

Otherwise, the whole situation would be reversed in an instant, and it would return to the track set by the Golden Wolf God at the beginning.

This will be an endless bitter fruit for him, for the red clothes who are supporting the layout in the process of tracking and chasing the car, and losing the whole game.

"Queen Bee!"

The golden wolf shouted angrily, "You still haven't understood!?"

Rumble!

A sudden loud bang interrupted the golden wolf god's low roar.

The hot flow of the Dantian Flame Palm collided with the Xuanxin Dharma in his chest, and the huge force that erupted in an instant blew the ground into a terrifying pit.

And Gu Juan also used the explosion of this power to accelerate to the extreme in an instant, regardless of the pain of his body tearing under the collision of the two forces, turning into a flying fire meteor, and in an instant, it was already in the middle of the white light and the red clothes.

The pair of demon soldiers who had been thrown out by Gu Ju before were already surrounding Yu Qianxuan's side at this time.

The demon seed has been activated by her secret method, and the sword instantly became a living being, turning into two streamers, one black and one red, and for a while it forced the golden wolf god to only defend passively, and could no longer divide the strength to control the overall situation.

"Queen Bee!"

The Golden Wolf God roared again, and then had to shoot with all his strength, blocking the swords that fell like lightning.

Rumble!

Immediately afterwards, a sudden loud noise once again drowned out the voice of the Golden Wolf God.

The Southern Wilderness Holy Monarch's mountain whip and the eight blades of the East China Sea Demons collided again in a thunderous roar.

The lightning bolt the thickness of the bucket slashed, and countless wounds appeared on the two of them at the same time, the flesh and blood tumbled and sprayed, and the water splashed in all directions, intertwined and entangled without distinguishing each other, like a bright red lotus blooming in the void.

At the place where the Southern Wilderness Saint Monarch and the East China Sea Demons collided, the void was almost torn apart, and time seemed to stand still in the next moment, and the whip shadow and the sword slowly collided together almost in a freeze-frame attitude.

The earth struck with countless tiny cracks in lightning and thunder, and then collapsed, and a huge crater like a meteorite fell from the sky in the wilderness of red flowers and green grass.

Heavy rain poured down, and the raging water came from all over the place towards the crater, and the water was so powerful that it caused mudslides in many places.

In the blink of an eye, the smoke and dust fell, but the heavy rain was still pouring down, and only a huge pit on the ground remained, and the dark river in the depths of the earth seemed to have found an outlet, gushing out of the pit with pressure, and the rising river water was intertwined with the falling stone chips and powder, and in less than a moment it formed a small lake mixed with mud in place.

The demons of the East China Sea struggled to their feet from the mud, silently staring at the growing water level in the pit.

In its line of sight, a nearly shattered human body lay beneath the murky sewage.

A roar that shook the heavens and the earth came from the lying body, and the next moment, a huge phantom figure that stood above his head appeared above him.

The phantom looked up at the sky, his arms clenched the ink-black mountain whip, and slammed it upward.

Seeing this scene, the East China Sea Devil felt bitter in his heart as if he had eaten a yellow lotus, and he had already had the idea of retreating immediately.

What he is good at is not such a hard-fought hand-to-hand combat, but planning the layout in advance, through mental attacks and illusions, and putting the enemy into a series of interlocking traps in a subtle and silent way, entangled and strangled little by little.

But being directly oppressed by the Southern Wilderness Holy Monarch without warning like this now, it made it difficult for him to use all the means against the enemy, and he had to be brought into the rhythm of close hand-to-hand combat that the Southern Wilderness Holy Monarch was good at and he was extremely good at.

If it weren't for the beginning of the battle, the Southern Wilderness Holy Monarch was slashed a few times by the guy holding the double-edged big axe, and his body was injured and his foundation was damaged, maybe he would have been broken by the Southern Wilderness Holy Monarch by picking up the mountain whip to break the defense, and ended up in a crushing defeat and serious injury.

So, does he still have to thank that guy?

Rumble!

In the blink of an eye, the mountain whip smashed over again, like a lonely peak collapsed in front of the demons of the East China Sea.

He had no choice but to wave his blade again to block it, and resisted the attack of the mountain whip head-on.

"I'm being entangled by this peacock, I can't do more, I can only help you drag the Southern Wilderness Saint Monarch for a while, you rush to kill the red clothes, at least break the secret method she cast, and you can make the Southern Wilderness Saint Monarch return to normal!"

The mist outside the East China Sea Demon's body was shocked backwards by the huge force, and the voice of the Golden Wolf God full of cold murderous intent suddenly sounded in his ears.

At the same time, a golden light appeared on his body, helping him stabilize the mist that had begun to disintegrate, and also helped him fly out of the violent collision and fight, and break away from the mad demon whip.

"Red!?"

With the help of the last collision with the mountain whip, and with the help of the power of the wolf god, the East China Sea Devil finally temporarily distanced himself from the Southern Wilderness Holy Monarch, and then he took this opportunity to carefully perceive and explore the surrounding environment, and immediately found many dissonances.

The benefits of specializing in refining the secret method of the divine soul were manifested at this moment, and without external interference, the East China Sea Demons mobilized their spirits with all their might, and in just a short moment, he found that red silk threads that even he couldn't detect stretched out from that blood-colored light, and connected to the bodies of the Southern Wilderness Holy Monarch and the Thousand Feather Lake Lord, respectively.

And the root of everything will fall within that blood-colored light that is like substance.