Sign in to the Zhundi Xiuwei At The Beginning to Suppress The Dark Turmoil

He didn't wake up.

God was surprised.

Meanwhile, Tiandi is also worried about Su Xuanji.

After all, Su Xuanji came here because of Xiaohu.

If Xiaohu can't wake up and become a member of the tragedy, Su Xuanji's mood can be imagined.

at this time.

The red light connecting the Rakshasa God and the remaining ten people began to fade.

And it's so fast that it seems to disappear at any time.

This made their relatives panic.

Especially Xiaohu's parents, crying even more heartbroken.

"Father, Hutou, open your eyes.

"We can't leave us alone and let us live.

"It's better to let me go, I'll change my son's life."

"No, I will use my life in exchange for my father and the 367 tiger head."

They all want to use their own lives in exchange for the lives of Xiaohu and his grandfather.

Crying and weeping.

The two people in this family didn't wake up, and others couldn't help but cast sympathetic eyes.

at this time.

Su Xuanji moved.

He suddenly raised his hand and flexed his fingers to shoot two golden lights.

In an instant, the connection between the Rakshasa God and Xiaohu and Xiaohu's grandfather was cut off.

The remaining eight red lights instantly stabilized.

Su Xuanji looked at Tiandi and spoke immediately.

"Force out every drop of blood that Rakshasa God has in his body.""

"According to my estimate, enough for eight of them. 35

The Heavenly Emperor did not say a word when he heard the words, and did it directly.

Dodged and came to the side of Rakshasa God, and immediately slapped his palm on his heart.

Suddenly, the eight red lights instantly became more fiery.

Even more dazzling than at the beginning.

Xiaohu's parents were heartbroken.

He kept kowtow to Su Xuanji.

"Benefactor, we know we shouldn't ask for more, but Xiaohu is our son, I beg you.

"You save them, don't give up on them, we are willing to donate our blood.

They said in succession.

No one hesitated.

Su Xuanji did not speak, and appeared beside Xiaohu and his grandfather.

Immediately, he stretched his hands forward and sucked their backs in an instant.

As if embedded in the palm of his hand, although the east (adaf) slumped, no one slipped.

Immediately after.

Golden light flashed all over his body, and the surging astonishing power continued to flow out of his palm.

Pour into Xiaohu, and his grandfather's body.

Seeing this scene, everyone didn't dare to speak, and they didn't dare to breathe.

For fear of disturbing him.

Xiaohu's parents didn't dare to make a sound, they couldn't see where they were, they were saving people.

All the expectant gazes fell on Tiandi and Su Xuanji respectively.

Hope they can save the remaining ten people.

On the side of the Heavenly Emperor, the result came first.

But with his participation and efforts, the Rakshasa God withered like a tree.

Only a layer of skin remained, wrapped around the skeleton.

And those eight people all opened their eyes with the help of Rakshasa's vitality.

It's just weaker than those who were weak before.

Tiandi looked towards Su Xuanji, and everyone else's attention was also focused on the past.

Others can't see any way, but the emperor can.

"The blood of Rakshasa is actually already there with them.

"It's just that he can't stimulate vitality, Su Shenzi is now doing his best to communicate vitality to them."

"Between those blood and them, build a bridge, maybe there will really be a turning point."

"It's just...extremely difficult..."

Heavenly Emperor muttered to himself.

Su Xuanji also realized this.