After the bloody qi poured into her body, Xue Qianhong couldn't help but greet the eighteenth generation of the origin ancestor of this realm in her heart.

It hurts so much!

After going through several interfaces, she has never suffered such a sin, compared to the greatest pain in the world when she rescued Wuduo, it is simply a world of difference.

Xue Qianhong was so painful that she couldn't even speak, her whole body was convulsing, trembling worse than that of an epileptic patient, she wanted to close her fighting whirlpool, but she couldn't do it.

A large amount of bloody qi was like a mixture of chili pepper and salt water, Ling Chi every inch of flesh and bone in her body, there was no escape, there was no escape, there was no escape.

"Hold on! You can't stop the Dou Qi Vortex, otherwise your body and mind will be infected by this bloody qi, and then you and this continent will be doomed! The Origin of the Realm said eagerly on the side.

Xue Qianhong just wanted to say MMP, but she could only gasp for breath, like a salted fish thrown ashore, unable to even turn over.

At this point, she could only endure the pain and keep running the whirlpool of fighting qi, frantically swallowing the bloody qi in this space, and then watching them merge into her abdomen, flowing through the looming black and shiny little seedling.

Now she already knows that the little Miao Miao is the so-called demon spirit root, and it is because of it that she was chosen by the origin of the realm, and she flickered to this ghost place to endure the most unbearable pain in her life.

Gradually, she fell into a semi-coma, and only instinctively continued to run the whirlpool of fighting qi frantically, absorbing and purifying those bloody qi.

"Dad, Mom, Brother Wanci, Brother Chitian, I'm in pain!" She cried out inwardly.

Mo Wanci was walking on the edge of a forest, and he felt the breath of a treasure, which was a water-based magic weapon, echoing his ice dragon technique.

Following the guidance of the Ice Dragon Technique, he finally dug out a moist transparent bead between the entanglements of the roots of a dragon descending wood, and he was overjoyed and hurriedly put the bead into the space storage bag.

Suddenly, he felt an indescribable pain, which was not caused by external and internal injuries, but from the depths of his soul.

Then, he clearly heard a voice: "Brother Wanci, I am in pain!" ”

Obviously, he was the only one in front of him, but he heard the cry of the little girl Xue Qianhong, her voice was full of pain, compared to the kind of pain he felt in his own gods, her cry of pain made his heart ache even more.

Before entering the secret realm, he deliberately brought a pair of special magic weapons for finding people, which were a pair of sound transmission snails, obtained from a kind of thousand-year-old coral shell in the deep sea, this kind of coral shell is extremely difficult to catch, and few can live for a thousand years.

The pair of snails is made from the shells of a pair of male and female coral shells, and can transmit sound to each other even when they are thousands of miles apart.

But he tried to contact Xue Qianhong before, but he didn't get a response, he guessed that she should have entered a different space with him, although the sound transmission snail has a strong ability to transmit sound, but he has no ability to break through the space.

At this moment, he suddenly heard Xue Qianhong's voice, and he subconsciously thought that she had taken the sound transmission snail to the intersection of the space, so that the signal was suddenly connected.

"Sister Qianhong, where are you? Show me the way, and I'll go to you at once. He eagerly used the snail to transmit the sound to her, but the other party did not answer at all.