Gao Wu: I can see future news

"If it's really a circle... When they fight like this, doesn't that mean that the two of them regard each other as enemies?" Zhou

Xiaojun suddenly thought of this possibility.

"Moreover, they all appear in this dry well... "

That broken sword, although it entered the underground, my connection with it is still there..." The

current broken sword gave Zhou Xiaojun the feeling that it was like a naughty child leaving his parents' side and running out to find other children to make trouble.

"It's okay to fight with the Qiankun circle... Can you lose it, subdue, and let me collect it together?" Thinking

of this, Zhou Xiaojun couldn't help but look forward to it a little more in his heart.

"And... Listening to this sound, it is obviously coming from deep underground. Feeling, it's still some distance from here.

Just as Zhou Xiaojun was still listening to the ear-shattering roar of iron collision from deep underground, a sudden vibration under his feet made his face change greatly.

"Not good!" The

next moment, Zhou Xiaojun, who was quick in his eyes, quickly grabbed the rope hanging down from the well, and the whole person hung in the air.

And the place where he was standing just now also collapsed in an instant, and the turbulent groundwater gathered.

In the blink of an eye, the speed of pumping water by the pumping machine can no longer keep up with its accumulated speed.

A few minutes later, Zhou Xiaojun's feet were already full of groundwater.

However, the sound of the iron hitting was still there.

The trace of connection between him and the broken sword is still there.

"What is the situation now?"

Zhou Xiaojun pulled the rope with one hand, his body soaring into the air, his face full of doubt.

He tried to take back the broken sword.

But I found that the broken sword side has been resisting, just like a child who goes out to play, hears the call of his parents, and is unwilling to come back because he has not had enough fun.

"What now

?" "This guy, how long are you going to play?"

If it is really killed by the Qiankun circle, I finally get such a divine weapon that spills blood to recognize the Lord

, and I will lose it before it is hot?" Thinking of this, Zhou Xiaojun had an urge to go down and take a look.

However, he also knew that

if he continued like this, it would not be certain whether he could see the broken sword fight with its suspected opponent, and his life would be in danger.

Below is all groundwater, and there is sediment below, and he has no diving equipment or anything, how to go down?

Just when Zhou Xiaojun was thinking about whether to go out first, after all, it was not a matter to hang here.

In his mind, a thunderous voice suddenly sounded:

"You are also my Daxia bloodline, why do you want to help the abuse?"

This was a baby voice, with unwillingness and anger in the voice, which made Zhou Xiaojun inexplicable for a while.

The bloodline of the Great Xia Dynasty, he can understand.

I

don't know if I guessed Zhou Xiaojun's thoughts, the doll voice sounded again, and there was a little more anger in my voice:

"My soul, help the Qiankun circle

suppress this demonized Ares sword for a hundred years, tonight I instinctively wear it out, let the rest of the power merge into my Qiankun circle, and help the Qiankun circle to be higher..."

But I didn't expect that it would be ridiculous to be destroyed by your Great Xia bloodline!" "

Damn, you broken sword, you actually want to regain the power of my Qiankun Circle..." After

these few baby sounds sounded in his mind, Zhou Xiaojun could hear that the sound of iron clashing was even stronger and deafening in the place below the dry well.

If it weren't for the fact that after Zhou Xiaojun became a mid-Yellow Realm martial artist, his physique was not comparable to that of ordinary people, and now he would have been shocked to the point that his eardrums were ruptured and bleeding.

However, even so, Zhou Xiaojun still felt a tingling pain in both eardrums.

However, the tingling of the eardrum did not last long.

After a few seconds, there was suddenly silence.

"Daxia bloodline, you are so self-conscious

!" "If I have the opportunity to see you again in the future, I will definitely settle this cause and effect with you!"

The baby voice appeared in Zhou Xiaojun's mind again.

The next moment, he only felt a terrifying strong wind, sweeping up from the depths of the groundwater below him, and a dry well burst out from the bottom up.

All the while, he only had time to see a golden light rising into the sky.

As for what it was, I didn't see it at all.

Because the speed was too fast, groundwater

splashed all over and splashed Zhou Xiaojun's body.

When Zhou Xiaojun was still a little confused, he found out again:

I don't know when, the broken sword appeared in front of his eyes again...

To be precise, it was suspended in front of his eyes.

At the same time, at the break of the broken sword, there was a small golden point of light condensed there.

At first glance, it looks like a small round of scorching sun.

Zhou Xiaojun grasped the rope with one hand, and reached over with the other hand to hold the broken sword.

At the moment when the broken sword was held by him, Zhou Xiaojun found that

the small golden point of light at the gap of the broken sword turned into a streamer, followed the broken sword, sneaked into his hand, and then disappeared.

Then, he only felt a tearing pain all over his body, as if the golden light turned into a small point of light was chaotic in his body.

"What is the situation?" After

putting away the broken sword with a thought, Zhou Xiaojun endured the tearing pain coming from all over his body, gritted his teeth and crawled along the rope towards the well.

In this process, he could feel that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred....

Even, on several occasions, the rope was almost loosened by him.

"No

!" "If I fall down now and pass out in it, then I won't be drowned?" "I

definitely can't become the mid-Yellow Realm martial artist who has the most humiliated way to die!" With

the tenacity of his tenacity honed in ten months of prison career, Zhou Xiaojun finally gritted his teeth and insisted on climbing out of the dry well.

Then, he planted his head next to the dry well and passed out.

Now, if there was a second person present, he could see that

above Zhou Xiaojun's exposed skin, there was a faint layer of golden light pulsating.

After a while, wisps of black unknown liquid flowed out of the pores on his skin.

It didn't take long for the whole person to become dark and smelly.

However, the current Zhou Xiaojun still has not woken up.

Night falls.

Zhou Xiaojun is still sleeping.

On this night, Chen Qiao Village Village East Dry Well was very calm.

In the future news that Zhou Xiaojun dreamed of, the so-called god Nezha Divine Soldier Qiankun circle appeared, and the scene that attracted many human warriors and demon beasts to compete did not happen.

It was not until the next day that Zhou Xiaojun was awakened by the strong sunlight.

After waking up, the first thought was:

"What is

it? so smelly!" Zhou

Xiaojun subconsciously disgusted.

However, when he came back to his senses, he found that the

stench was his own body....