Spiritual History of Manchuria

Chapter 90 Tide

Qin Zhong stared at the other party's so-called red well. There was really desperately surging blood in the laughing pit at the mouth of the well. These blood water had a strong fishy smell and emitted bursts of disgusting mildew from time to time. He covered his mouth and nose and cursed, "Your uncle, are you picking big shit?"

"Pighty manure? I drained your blood. Let me see if you can still stand here and talk to me. Sima Hao fiddled with his own formation in a scripture.

The muscles on Qin Zhong's face came to **: "Come here to find fault, as if someone owes you, making it stink everywhere. You shouldn't call it Sima Hao, you should call it Sima stinky. It's really in response to your infamous usurpation of power by your ancestor Sima Yi."

"You don't stink. I'll let you scold and make you speechless in a moment." Sima Hao heard that Qin Zhong even scolded his ancestor Sima Yi. His anger burst out and desperately sacrificed the bloody pit with his own blood.

Qin Zhong became more and more famous: "Your Sima family is notorious, but there have also been some famous people, such as Sima Guang, who became famous by smashing a cylinder. Sima Qian, who tells a few stories is also famous, but we haven't heard that there are still people in your Sima family who can stink for thousands of years. Masters are really masters."

Sima Hao's angry eyes were straight. He trembled all over, turned out a dozen runes from his pocket, sprayed blood, hit hundreds of blood curse skulls, and rushed to Qin Zhong.

"My God, I can still draw. Do you know how many of these things I don't use?" Qin Zhong was quick-handed. As he said, the other end had grabbed a student standing beside him with one hand and pushed forward violently to block the fierce blood curse.

When the blood spell hit the student, he saw that the student suddenly smoked, spit blood, and fell to the ground.

"Damn it, cerebral hemorrhage?" Qin Zhong was surprised. He didn't expect that the blood spell of the skull was so sinister. He looked at the successive blood spells flying behind him. A touch of oil on the soles of his feet flashed aside in an instant. The remaining blood spell had hit the door of the ancient tomb college and met the metal blood curse sparks everywhere.

Sima Hao said angrily, "You don't need to run fast. I have to succeed immediately. At that time, I will swallow it together with the old guy inside to sacrifice my red blood pot."

Qin Zhong stared at the blood pit on the ground, but kept thinking in his mind: "Big monkey, you said you should play the role of Liu Bei. Your arms are over your knees. Obviously, you haven't evolved well. What kind of blood tide did you make here with so much effort? I want to see what your next blood tide is."

"Okay, let me show you, Akai's blood tide." Sima Hao suddenly raised his hands and suddenly flew a super shock wave from the red well. The shock wave was like thunder and bright red. The surging momentum was like a rainbow, and the stench that could immediately poison people to death filled the sky.

Qin Zhong saw that the situation was not good. This kind of momentum of fog was not a tide. It was simply a poisonous gas bomb, which Qin Zhong never thought of.

"Your uncle, what kind of poison gas is playing? Believe it or not, I treat you as a traitor. Only the notorious devil can do it with this trick. I will kill you first and have incontinence, and you can't take care of yourself." Qin Zhong said that the birth of two knives was dazzling.

This time, Qin Zhong's strong knife light, with the help of his righteousness, seemed particularly powerful. The four-color beams hit by the knife light gradually turned into colorful colors, pushing out a super airflow and rushed against the poisonous gas.

The bloody poison gas collided with the airflow of the blade in the air, and the violent cracking sound was deafening. The students around them looked dumbfounded one by one by one, and many students couldn't help sighing: "This is level 30. The level 30 is so horrible."

"My God, no wonder Lao Ma is not his opponent. Thanks to him, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be the opponent of the big monkey." Old Ma muttered in a low voice.

Sima Hao's ears were surprisingly sensitive. He heard the old horse muttering that he was a big monkey and was angry: "Old man, who is the big monkey? Don't be ridiculous. Kill him later and deal with you."

Lao Ma listened and didn't say much. He sat there with a low voice and honestly.

Qin Zhong didn't say much at this moment, but waved his two knives hard to make the airflow from the blade stronger.

The two terrible airflows in the air made people shudder more and more. The blood-colored fog reflected hundreds of meters of red, and the place where Qin Zhong and Mr. Ma were located was indeed shrouded in seven colors of bright light, and the bloody poisonous gas did not penetrate into it at all.

It was not until this time that a smile appeared on Qin Zhong's face: "Big monkey, your blood and poisonous gas seems to be nothing more than that. Do you still want to do something special in front of me at this level?"

Sima Hao was a little confused. He didn't expect that his poison gas was so useless. Even many of the students behind him fell to the ground, but he couldn't hurt Qin Zhongbanhao.

Mr. Ma coughed and kept coughing blood, but he looked at Qin Zhong's appearance and felt a burst of joy in his heart. He didn't expect that such a master had really appeared in this ancient tomb college. The teacher of Tiandao College can be claimed to be top and skillful in various means. Almost everyone has made good measures, even There have also been several 50-level masters in the history of Tiandao College. Of course, that's just history.

Of course, Qin Zhong did not know what Mr. Ma was thinking. He was absorbed in observing the waves of poison gushing out of the red well. It was really amazing. It was really shocking that such a big poison tide could rise flat. But in the face of such a trend, he must defeat it, otherwise it is very likely. Die here.

"The big waves wash the sand, the dry birds are exhausted, and the blood is crazy!" Sima Hao saw that Qin Zhong didn't seem to care about his poisonous tide, and Qin Zhong's light shell did make him feel an extraordinary pressure. Then he desperately stuffed elixir into his mouth. Soon, the red light on his face flooded, and the blood in the red well spewed more fiercely, as if to swallow the whole scene.

Qin Zhong saw that the big deal was not good. This blood flow has exceeded the ability of the knife he is using now. The next opposition seemed to be more difficult. He frowned and faced a wave of blood poison. He had no choice but to open the way with two knives, but his feet were like stepping on a hot wheel. The speed was super fast, and a flash of lightning flashed. Qin Zhong's figure He disappeared from everyone's sight, and for a moment, he had stood beside Sima Hao, and his knives had crossed the guy's neck.

"Big monkey, you met me today. Even if you have been unlucky for eight lifetimes, you killed someone. Today I have to hand you to the law and let the law punish you, but you, Akai, I think you'd better take it back. You can't run away. I'll tear the blood of your big vertebra. Look How much strength do you have to fight against me?

At the beginning, Qin Zhong did not see any flaws in the blood poison of the red well. The whole blood tide was almost flawless, but when he saw the outbreak of Sima Hao, a fist-sized blood bag appeared on his body. The blood bag followed his qi. Finally, Qin Zhong concluded that his blood bag was on his big vertebrae. Not only that, he also affirmed that if the position of the blood bag is different, the intensity of the blood tide will be different, and the fatigue state shown by Sima Hao is also different.

"You!"

"What am I? Big monkey, just say that you are not my opponent. I said that you should keep a low profile and let me sing at a high octave. Can I shout it? Really, collect it, or I'll help you. Qin Zhong said that a knife had been clicked on the blood bag. As long as he pressed it gently, the red well blood tide would break.

But Sima Hao hurriedly said, "No, if you puncture him, you will kill him."

"Murder? You are a monkey. Which one looks like a human? Stick a few hairs on your body. You are fishy. If you kill you, you will be fined at worst. It is said that you killed wild animals indiscriminately. If I say you died of overwork, I'm afraid you will even save the fine.

Sima Hao's eyes were hostile to Qin Zhong, and the indescribable pain in his mouth.