C632 Seventh Floor(1)

Blood and flesh were flying all over Chiang Zhan's body. His bones were white, and even his mind was starting to collapse. Even so, he gritted his teeth and endured the intense torture. He took the opportunity to refine the remaining lightning essence in his body and temper his body.

Like forging a divine weapon, Chiang Zhan could clearly feel the strength of his body rapidly increasing. Soon