At this time, she had already achieved the eighth level of martial arts!

It is only a few steps away from the realm of Martial Ancestor.

"Those who offend me will die!"

More than three months have passed. Not only has Chen Qiaoqian's strength improved by leaps and bounds, but her temperament has also undergone a certain degree of transformation.

At this time, she no longer had the youthfulness of a small town girl, but instead exuded the majesty and domineering aura of a generation of empress.

Zheng!

Amidst the sound of swords, endless ice swept towards the dozen warriors.

After Xuan Bing's spiritual body evolved, although she was only an eighth-level Martial Master, she was invincible under the Martial Ancestor!

With just one attack, all ten warriors were frozen in the ice.

However, there was no trace of joy on Chen Qiaoqian's face.

The sword intent that protected Tianwu Paradise is gone, and Tianwu Paradise is about to face a catastrophe.

These martial lords are just here to fight...

"Jiejiejiejie... This little girl like you is Han Yang's fiancée... I didn't expect that she is actually a third-order spirit body. Not bad, really good!"

Sure enough, a sinister vulture laughed loudly from the void.

The next moment, a terrifying figure fell from the sky, and the dark realm enveloped everyone, including Chen Qiaoqian.

At this time, a person behind Chen Qiaoqian spoke in a scary tone: "Third-level Martial Ancestor! You... are not a Barbarian Continent warrior, who are you?"

In the dark realm, a voice laughed ferociously: "Who do I think it is? It turns out to be the Little Martial Ancestor of Xingxiu Mountain. How dare you talk to me like this? Give me... death!"

As soon as the word "death" came out, a bone-like palm suddenly pressed down.
Chapter completed!