"Die!"

Jian Xuan couldn't wait any longer and took action directly.

boom!

Jian Xuan can punch at any time, and when he punches out, the void will explode.

The power of creating the sky turned into a terrifying Nine Nether Divine Fist, heading straight towards Su Yun.

"Die! How can a junior like you be qualified to own a divine object like the Devouring Talisman?"

When a sneer spread, the Nine Nether Divine Fist destroyed everything and fell with a crash.

"Are you going to die?"

Su Yun smiled bitterly.

Just now, in order to forcefully activate the original power of the 'Purple Cloud Rock Fire', all the strength in my body has been exhausted, and I have no chance to resist.

Moreover, the trump cards she had accumulated over the past few years were completely exhausted in several confrontations with the Ancient Jue Sword Sect.

Death is coming.

"Why……"

Su Yun sighed deeply, and before falling down, he glanced at Xixi with some nostalgia.

That's her home.

She has her favorite family.

There is the food she misses the most.

It has the most unforgettable local accent for her.

pity--

I will never have the chance to go back.

"Mom, brother... Farewell!"

Two lines of crystal tears fell down Su Yun's stubborn face.

Scenes of the past two years of training abroad flashed through her mind one by one, like going back in time.

Everything is so clear.

"It's a pity that during the battle with the enemy, the stored magic weapon was destroyed, along with the jade slip used to communicate with the clan."

Su Yun's expression showed deep regret.

Without the jade slip, the person lost contact with his family.

"I wonder how my mother is doing now?"

Su Yun's eyes were moist with tears.

"Haha...you still miss your mother now?"

A cold sarcastic voice echoed.
Chapter completed!