Under the watchful eyes of the Saints, Ai Qiu took the sixth-grade Holy Worm from Hong Yuan's hand and returned to the core of the small world.
At this moment, everyone's expression was somewhat tense.
Although they knew that Worm Tao could offset the power of Dream Tao, whether this Holy Worm could play a certain role remained doubtful.
"It is possible, the Holy Worm can indeed effectively block the spread of Dream Tao's power, it can slow down the intrusion of Dream Tao Marks into the small world!"
A powerful phoenix cry emitted from beneath the heart of the earth, fiery dance across the Ninth Heaven, bringing waves of scorching aura.
But the Saints present were jubilant, some even began singing and dancing.
This information came too timely, truly like rain in time of need!
"Hehe, Uncle, watch me." Mo Yue'er blinked her long autumn-like eyes, and with a wave of her hand, a stream of water emerged, splashing towards Hong Yuan.
