My mother is the empress

Chapter 21 I am not the ancestor
"Don't move, it's robbery!"

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The childish voice was crisp and soft. After landing, the black crows in the sky stopped making noise.

Then there was an outbreak of violent laughter, coming from the various voices of the Wan Yao Sect, laughing at Qin Baiqing and the Qingyun Sect.

"Hahahaha...I almost laughed my tail off!"

"Go home and drink your milk!"

"Ping Haoran is shameless, letting a baby who has not been weaned come out to see our ancestor!"

"Where is your Qingyun Patriarch? Ask him to come out and apologize to the Wan Yao Sect!"

"Cough." Kushan Jun coughed lightly. His eyesight was poor to begin with, and now he couldn't see people clearly. He even needed to squint to see Qin Baiqing opposite him.

After seeing clearly which of the smallest dots was speaking, he chuckled twice, his voice as hoarse and dry as his body, and said playfully: "A little dessert serving food?"

"Then I will be disrespectful and kill your Qingyun Sect's brats as a sacrifice first, so that we, the Wan Yao Sect's brats, can have some meat!"

Some of the monsters behind him even started drooling, looking at the delicate Qin Baiqing and wondering where to start.

As for some disciples of Qingyun Sect who witnessed the great battle between the sects, they looked at Kushan Jun as if he were a dead man.

They didn't expect that the old demon's eyesight was so poor that he couldn't recognize that this was the little ancestor who had blown him and the Blood Demon Sect's ancestor away that day.

Kushanjun indeed did not recognize him.

He came and went in a hurry that day. Before he could even see what the two sides on the battlefield looked like, he was blown away by a mighty force. To this day, no one knows who has such power.

After all, she is not a little girl whose hair has not yet grown out.

So he was not afraid at all, and stretched out his bony, dry hand, and clenched it into a claw towards Qin Baiqing, "Come here!"

The next moment, Qin Baiqing seemed to be lifted up by an invisible force. Even Li Ziwen, who was closest to her, was unable to notice anything. By the time he reacted, Qin Baiqing's figure had already appeared in the air.

"Little Ancestor! Danger!" Li Ziwen's pupils suddenly shrank, but he was blocked by a flock of crows in front of him and could not get close to Qin Baiqing for a while.

But no matter the worries of the people on the flying boat or the cheers of the disciples of Wan Yao Sect, none of them could summarize the confusion that Ku Shanjun felt at this moment.

He grabbed the air again, but Qin Baiqing was still not pulled in front of him as he had imagined.

Instead, it continued to play, slowly approaching me in the air, looking very calm and relaxed.

A crisp giggle sounded in the air. It was Qin Baiqing who was applauding the Void Bracelet: "How amazing! You can even make me fly."

The Void Bracelet proudly raised its nonexistent chin and said, "The Bracelet can do anything."

"Never mind! Just kill him!" Kushanjun couldn't figure it out, so he just looked cold and waved his hand to attack.

The cold evil aura was surrounded by a group of black crow shadows and instantly shot towards Qin Baiqing.

The powerful demonic aura was unstoppable, and the black crow feathers began to merge with the black air. This was a demonic poison unique to Kushanjun, and anyone who came into contact with it would rot.

The evil spirit's poison can cause all things to decay, so he is called Kushanjun.

The ferocious demonic aura was about to approach Qin Baiqing, but Kushanjun had already revealed a victorious smile, waiting for Qin Baiqing to turn into a puddle of mud and all the spiritual energy in her body to be devoured by his own black energy.

Under his expectant gaze, the black energy had already entered Qin Baiqing's body.

...In the next moment, she will die silently.

...Kuroyama-kun thought excitedly.

The black gas disappeared completely, and Kushanjun screamed, "This is impossible!" His black gas should have returned to the original path after eating Qin Baiqing, but now it is completely undetectable, and Qin Baiqing is fine!

Even the evil spirit in his body was being continuously drawn out.

Soon more black gas poured out from Kushan Jun's body, but this time it was uncontrolled and was absorbed by Qin Baiqing.

"No, you are absorbing it!"

Ku Shanjun finally felt the strange aura from Qin Baiqing, and instantly said in horror: "You, what are you wearing!"

"Dead Tree Resurrection Armor! This is impossible, how can you have such a treasure!"

The Qingyun disciples who were watching the two on the deck were completely relieved and even had the leisure to ask, "What is the Dead Tree Resurrection Armor?"

"It is a defensive treasure that can accommodate the power of all things. It is incomparable to any other grade. It is truly a priceless treasure."

"Once this armor is activated, no matter whether it is demonic energy, spiritual power, or devilish energy, it will be exposed and absorbed by the Armor of Withered Tree Resurrection."

"Once you are targeted by the Dead Tree Resurrection Armor, your cultivation might be completely destroyed!"

"What a domineering... defensive weapon."

At this time, Kushanjun has truly felt that this is not a defense at all, it is a bottomless pit!
In a state of desperation, he began to reveal the nature of the demon race, making unknown cackles and begging for mercy incoherently: "Stop now, let your things stop, I'm leaving now and will never disturb Qingyun Sect again!"

This strange cry finally awakened a trace of Qin Baiqing's memory.

She tilted her head, thinking about how she had slapped two unknown little creatures away, and one of them seemed to be called that.

"It's you." Qin Baiqing greeted him happily when she met an old friend in a foreign land: "We have met before. How did you fly so fast? I clearly only used a little force to blow you away.

Where have you been these days? "

"It's you!" Ku Shanjun finally reacted and continued to beg for mercy with deep regret, this time more sincerely, "You should have told me earlier that you are the Qingyun Patriarch!"

"I'm not the old ancestor." Qin Baiqing frowned and corrected seriously, "They all call me the young ancestor."

"Young Master is so mighty!" Li Ziwen was very understanding and immediately led all the disciples to cheer for the Young Master.

The excited momentum below instantly made Kushan Jun look inferior again. He quickly changed his words, “Little ancestor! Little ancestor, I’ll call you, I’ll call you…”

"That's pretty much it."

The thin armor he was wearing was still absorbing the demonic energy at full capacity. Qin Baiqing muttered to himself and began to seriously think about how to turn off this thing.

However, after groping for a while, she spread out her little fleshy hands helplessly, and said innocently: "This thing is not mine, I can't turn it off."

"Then what should I do with my cultivation?" Kushanjun was in tears.

He could already clearly sense that his cultivation was regressing!

For a cultivator, there is nothing more cruel than watching his own cultivation level fall to the bottom.

Even a monster with a long lifespan like Kushanjun cannot accept it.

He watched himself fall to a lower level again, stopped begging for mercy, and looked at Qin Baiqing with strong hatred.

Then his expression became stern, and traces of his original form began to appear on his face. His eyes gradually became cold, returning to the pure and strong look of a monster. Without any warmth in his gaze, he stared at Qin Baiqing and breathed slowly.

The speed at which the demonic energy was absorbed began to slow down.

"Not good!" Li Ziwen quickly recognized it and nervously reminded Qin Baiqing, "Xiaozu, be careful! He's going to self-destruct!"

(End of this chapter)