Chapter 110: One Rod of Flag!!
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That lightning speed, in an instant approached the residual god, rushed to the back of his chest, at the moment of contact, the thunderous sound reverberated, but the residual image did not stop for a single moment, as if it was completely unaffected by the black lightning, even though countless black electric arcs were roaming around its body.
Although it can be said that the moon wing blood that makes up this residual god is dispersed at a faster speed under the lightning that condensed the sacrifice of Bi Tu, making the existence time of this residual image even shorter. In Su Ming's consciousness, when the axe falls, this image will disappear in an instant.
But this axe, even if it only possesses a tiny bit of the power from that ancient era, is enough to annihilate an insignificant mortal like you!
He raised his massive battle-axe, and the sound of countless wails echoed out, as if a large number of vengeful spirits from ancient times were appearing, swirling around the axe head, and then chopping down fiercely.
"No!" Despair flashed in Bitou's eyes, the falling battle-axe made him feel like he was being crushed by a mountain, without any strength to resist. His body trembled and his hands unconsciously rose as if trying to block the arrival of death.
Inside his body, at this moment a black light flashed, and the black light that had helped him avoid a fatal blow once before reappeared, floating outside his body and forming a circular shield of light.
This was his last resort, but the massive battle axe wrapped in countless wailing vengeful spirits suddenly chopped down, and as soon as it touched the black light shield, it shattered instantly, not even delaying for half a moment, as if it didn't exist, allowing the battle axe to pierce through and head straight for Bitou's desperate figure.
Just as Bi Tu was about to die, Su Ming's hatred for him had spread throughout his body. But at that moment, just as the axe was about to fall, a sudden distortion appeared in front of Bi Tu, and a figure dressed in black stepped out of thin air.
His right hand lifted up, and a light flashed in his hand, revealing a purple shield that collided with the war axe that had been chopped down.
The thunderous sound shook the earth, and the black-clad man's shield shattered. His body swayed, and he retreated, grabbing a desperate and excited Bi Tu in the process. He suddenly backed away, retreating over a hundred feet before finally stopping. His face was hidden within his black robes, making it impossible to tell if he was injured.
Su Ming let out a miserable laugh, and in the instant that his war axe was blocked, the residual divine image formed from the blood of the Moon Wing outside his body reached its limit. Like dust blown away by the wind, it dispersed into countless red specks of dust in the air, disappearing into the vast expanse. At this moment, he also felt a surge of force transmit over, and his body rolled backwards, forming an arc as he fell onto the Bird Dragon Peak. With a loud crash, he landed there, spewing out a large mouthful of blood. His body trembled, and the injuries within him fully erupted, including the hidden dangers caused by forcibly raising his cultivation earlier that could no longer be suppressed. It was like a flood that enveloped his entire body.
His vision began to blur, a feeling of death, Su Ming used his last strength to bite the tip of his tongue fiercely, barely preventing himself from fainting, and struggled to sit up, seeing clearly the black-robed man standing in front of Bi Tu.
"Your Majesty!" Bi Tu still had lingering fear, his face showing a look of belated fright, he knew that if it weren't for the arrival of this black-robed person, he would have been dead without a doubt.
"Underestimated the tribes on the western edge of Ximeng, first two open dusts from the weak pulse department of Miao Man could fuse their energy and blood, exerting the power of three blows in the late stage of opening dust."
"Now I see that you, a little doll, have actually cultivated the pure and unadulterated Fire Barbarian Technique, and even managed to stir up the residual image of the Moon Wing's punishment! That last blow... if it weren't for your weak cultivation, which couldn't provide enough power, I wouldn't be able to resist it at all." The black-robed man transmitted a hoarse voice, his body trembling slightly, his expression still showing lingering fear. If not for the fact that he had great use for Bi Tu, and also saw that the residual spirit's axe was insufficiently powerful, he would never have come to rescue him. Fresh blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth hidden within the black robes, but no one could see it.
"Jiegu Jing... You killed Jin Nan?" On another mountain peak, Ah Gong had no more strength to fight, and at this moment, he looked at the black-robed man and slowly spoke.
"After all, they are mostly from Miao Man, and with the protection of Miao Man, killing them will surely lead to future troubles."
The man in black robes looked at Ah Gong, suddenly smiled, and his laughter echoed, with a hoarse and gloomy tone. He stared at Ah Gong, raised his right hand, and took out a black token from his bosom. The token was engraved with a complete spine, emitting a faint chill. With a flick of his wrist, the token flew straight towards Ah Gong, hovering in front of him.
The old man looked at the token, his expression changed greatly, extremely ugly.
"I came here, aside from searching for the Huo Man ruins, I also have another matter, which is to find you! Mo, you didn't disappoint us. If you had died at Bi Tu's hands, then you wouldn't be one of us anymore. However, the mistake you made back then requires a price to be paid today." The black-robed person said, putting away the black token and ignoring Mo Sang as he walked step by step towards Su Ming.
"Unexpectedly, I actually found a successor of Hu Man's legacy here..."
Su Ming let out a soft sigh, his expression calm. Even without the little black-robed figure, he estimated that his injuries would not have had a chance to recover by now, and all that awaited him was death.
He didn't even go to see the man in black, but instead looked at Grandpa on another mountain peak, with a gentle look in his eyes, he had done his best.
"It's all over... I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of him." The old man fell silent, he had never thought that it was the terrible group he had inadvertently joined back then that caused all this. Bitterness filled his heart as he closed his eyes.
Just as Grandpa's eyes closed, his body suddenly shook violently, and a yellow light burst forth from his body, reaching an astonishing intensity in an instant. A breath of air that seemed to belong to another world, carrying a sense of suddenness and overbearing dominance, erupted from Grandpa's body.
The moment this aura appeared, the black-clothed man walking towards Su Ming's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he turned his head abruptly. His face hidden in the black robe revealed a hint of astonishment and shock. He saw that Mo Sang's body had burst out with an intense, dazzling yellow light.
The light coalesced into a small, yellow flag the size of a palm, which flew out from Mo Sang's heavenly spirit and floated seven inches above his head.
Mo San's body trembled, and he suddenly opened his eyes. When he raised his head and saw the small yellow flag, he was stunned in place.
"You... how did you appear!" The sudden appearance of the small flag left Grandpa incredulous, as he had thought it would never reappear in his lifetime. After all, the person who gave him this flag had infused it into his very blood vessels. Over the years, Grandpa had tried countless times to sense its presence, but to no avail, only faintly feeling its existence.
Grandfather's face was shocked, he took a deep breath and looked at Su Ming fiercely, his eyes revealing a dazed expression, as if he had understood something.
He struggled to stand up, grabbed the small flag, and at the moment it was caught by Grandpa, it suddenly grew more than three feet high, it was no longer a flag, but became a big banner!
Its color also changed from yellow to black in an instant, but as it unfolded, the black flag was not entirely black, but had a few starlights, and inside was a vast starry sky!
This starry sky, it seems unfamiliar, it doesn't seem to belong to the barbarian's gaze at night, but rather in some distant place, perhaps where people look up and see what is familiar.
That black-robed man's mind was shocked, a sense of foreboding turned into a strong crisis, causing his expression to change drastically as he took a big step forward, about to stop Mo Sang's action.
But he couldn't stop Mo San from holding that giant flag, standing at the top of the mountain peak, his right hand stretched out, making the flag horizontal, and with a fierce swing to the left, it seemed to bring up the wind, spreading the flag fabric completely, like a wave, in the moment when the black-clothed man arrived, Mo San's right hand holding the flag had already made a circle around his body.
The flag danced, gently brushing against Mo Sang's face before being blown up by his nose, changing again and growing larger, almost in the blink of an eye. The starry sky within the flag suddenly flashed with intense starlight, and it even flew directly out of Ah Gong's hands, spinning and dancing freely in the air.
It grew bigger and wider, in an instant, this banner suddenly became as vast as the starry sky. As it danced, it changed the color of the heavens and earth, causing the winds and clouds to reverse their direction. Amidst a deafening roar, the banner flew towards the celestial curtain, only to see that the celestial curtain was directly replaced by this enormous banner!
That night sky, in this moment, was suddenly replaced by the starry sky inside the canvas, making this piece of night sky change instantly!
This is the art of changing the sky, this is the technique that makes this night sky disappear and replaces it with a starry sky on the canvas. At this moment, Su Ming was stunned, he looked up at the sky, the starlight in the sky, a piece of unfamiliarity.
Bai Tu also stood there, his body trembling. He couldn't see the familiar stars. The night sky he was looking at now seemed strange and unfamiliar, a piece of sky he had never seen before.
All the stars in it, none of them are familiar!
To know the starry night sky, it's something that everyone sees every day from childhood to adulthood. Each star will have a familiar feeling, the distance between them, and the patterns they form, will be slowly stored in memory.
If one day, it suddenly changed, people would immediately notice that kind of strangeness, and it would make people's hearts feel a sense of panic!
The black-robed man's body was violently trembling as he gazed at the unfamiliar starry sky, a sense of fear that even he, a strong practitioner at the Bone Sacrifice Realm, couldn't reduce in the slightest, because he knew something...
"Outer space! This is outer space!"
At the moment when the starry sky appeared, Grandpa spat out blood, stumbled backward, but suddenly roared loudly at Su Ming who was stunned and staring at the starry sky.
"Su Ming, remember this starry sky!" After shouting these words, Grandpa seemed to have lost all his strength and fell down.
Su Ming's body trembled as he gazed at the unfamiliar stars in the sky.
But in the sky, a burst of intense starlight suddenly erupted, and as the stars twinkled, they seemed to move, their light connecting rapidly in the gaze of the people below, forming a vague human shape.
That figure was so large that it seemed to occupy the entire starry sky, and as the starlight grew brighter, its appearance also became clearer and more distinct.
That's a middle-aged man!
As soon as Su Ming saw the figure composed of starlight, his body shook violently, and he looked incredulous. He was completely stunned there.
This gigantic figure composed of starlight, its face, astonishingly resembled Su Ming's appearance by about 50%!

