A slave with a fire all over his body took the lead in taking action. Several slaves standing beside him were caught off guard and ignited by the flames. For a moment, ghosts and wolves howled, and they were very miserable.

Once someone started, everyone stopped watching and rushed towards the target they chose.

The first person to target Cheng Chuan was a tree man. Countless long and sharp branches were under his control, like thousands of sharp arrows, stabbing Cheng Chuan.

Cheng Chuan's mouth curled slightly, and he didn't use the flame immediately, and just took these people to temper his combat power.

With a swing of his hands, he instantly turned into two long steel blades and cut them towards the tree man's branches.

"Dingding Dingding..." Cheng Chuan didn't expect that the tree man's branches were as hard as the steel blade he transformed. When they fought against his steel blade, sparks flew everywhere.

Cheng Chuan thought, and the steel blade immediately came with an ice-type superpower.

It really has a miraculous effect. When those branches encountered extreme cold power, their toughness was much worse. Cheng Chuan cut off a lot of them with just a few blows.

The tree man saw that Cheng Chuan was not a good person, and his face suddenly became ugly.

Originally, he thought Cheng Chuan had the lowest strength, but he was at the peak of the human fairyland, so he came with a bully mentality, but unexpectedly he was a tough guy.

If Cheng Chuan's memory was not sealed, he would know that these tree people were basically the same as those of the God Jupiter.

The next moment, millions of branches stretched out from the tree man condensed into a thick tree gun and stabbed Cheng Chuan hard.

Cheng Chuan removed his hand knife, picked out the long stick made of the Black Iron Clan's powerful man, and smashed it hard.

"Boom..." What Cheng Chuan didn't expect was that the power of this black iron stick was beyond his imagination.

With a direct blow, the tree man's tree gun was smashed into two pieces. The tree man suddenly let out a wail, but was severely injured.

Cheng Chuan secretly thought that he could not miss the opportunity. When he moved his body, he instantly reached the head of the tree man. The black iron stick directly smashed the tree man's head with a thunderous force and obtained the first token.

Cheng Chuan immediately fell in love with this black iron stick, looked around, quickly locked in the next target, and rushed up with the black iron stick.

He did not release the virtual and real world. Now these opponents are one-on-one, and do not need to use teleportation from the virtual and real world.

The next opponent is carrying a huge turtle shell on his back, with many mysterious symbols on it.

Cheng Chuan smashed it with a stick and felt like he was hitting the destruction, without the feeling of breaking as he imagined.

The turtle shell man grinned at Cheng Chuan, as if mocking Cheng Chuan for not being strong enough.

Cheng Chuan's mouth curled slightly, and the black iron stick instantly accompanied by super-high temperature flames, hitting his turtle shell, instantly igniting his whole body.

The turtle shell man didn't expect that Cheng Chuan had such strong flames. He caught off guard and could only retreat into the turtle shell.

But how could Cheng Chuan let him escape so easily? He increased the output of the flame and tried to roast the turtle shell man to nine points.

A black black defensive cover quickly appeared on the turtle shell man, isolating Cheng Chuan's flames.

After feeling it, Cheng Chuan secretly said that this defensive cover is much weaker than the defensive covers of Wuda and others.

He quickly swung the black iron stick in his hand and smashed it hard, continuously falling.

The turtle shell man was soon smashed to his blood and blood. The black black defensive cover suddenly became unstable, and then completely dissipated under Cheng Chuan's again.

Without the defensive cover that can isolate the flames, the remaining problems will be much simpler.

Five minutes later, the turtle shell man was burned into a pile of ashes in the flames of Chengchuan.

After harvesting two tokens, Cheng Chuan had no time to find the next opponent, a Black Iron clan member had blocked his way.

"Where does the long stick in your hand come from?" The Black Iron Clan's strong man was of high-level Golden Immortal Realm. When he looked at Cheng Chuan, he was condescending and imposing.

"A friend gave it to you, it is said that it was refined from ten Black Iron Clan powerhouses."

Cheng Chuan quietly released the real world of virtuality and reality. This is a master, and he cannot take it lightly.

"Give it to me, I'll spare your life." The strong man from the Black Iron Clan stared at Cheng Chuan indifferently.

This black iron stick fuses the essence of the Black Iron Clan powerhouse. If he incorporates this long stick into his body, his strength can be improved again.

Cheng Chuan naturally would not hand over the black iron stick. With a thought, his body had already appeared on the head of the powerful Black Iron Clan.

"Fire Burning the Sky..." Cheng Chuan took action and the ultra-high temperature flames directly locked the Black Iron Clan's strong men.

"Ah..., so brave..."

The Black Iron Clan's powerful man was instantly burned by Cheng Chuan's flames. He waved his long fist in his hand and hit Cheng Chuan on his head.

Cheng Chuan thought and appeared behind him again, and the flames continued to erupt.

Just now, while the Black Iron Clan's strong men were not paying attention, he had already released the virtual and real world of illusion, covering his radius of hundreds of miles.

Within this range, Cheng Chuan can teleport at any time. As long as the divine mind is locked and waiting for the fate of this Black Iron Clan strongman, it will be the end of being melted by Cheng Chuan's ultra-high temperature flames.

It took twenty minutes to bake this without the process.

The Black Iron Clan's powerful man turned into a ball of iron and spread it on the ring.

At this moment, a huge message suddenly surged from Cheng Chuan's mind, but it was a mental method about refining weapons and alchemy: the divine refining skill.

Cheng Chuan was overjoyed, pinched a magic trick with both hands, and threw the black iron stick in his hand into the pile of iron.

As a handprint slapped on the black iron stick, the iron pile seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force, climbed up onto the stick and merged into it.

Soon, Cheng Chuan's black iron stick had changed a lot, no longer dark and smooth, but was covered with mysterious patterns.

Cheng Chuan picked up the long stick again and waved it, and found that the power had increased by more than twice.

"Where did this divine refining skill come from?" Cheng Chuan muttered to himself.

But no matter where it comes from, it is always a good thing.

Moreover, according to the spiritual method of refining the truth, the essence of life left by the tree man just now can also be refined into the long stick.

Without hesitation, Cheng Chuan flashed and returned to the tree man whose head was smashed by a black iron stick.

A few handprints shot in the air, and the tree man instantly turned into a green energy and merged into the black iron stick.

The black iron stick appeared in the darkness, and a few green lights appeared.

"Good things, really good things. With this magical refining skill, the ten black iron clan strongmen could have refined a good stick before."

Cheng Chuan thought it was a pity, but naturally he would not take back the huge black iron stick and melt it, so he could only turn his attention to other opponents in the ring.

An hour later, Cheng Chuan smashed the other seven opponents with the black iron stick in his hand, and the black iron stick also upgraded seven times, making it even more powerful.

After obtaining nine identity tokens, Cheng Chuan was the first to advance again. He looked back at the ring where he was still fighting fiercely, sighed, and teleported out.
Chapter completed!