The fire from the Avoiding Calamity Wood was powerful, but it couldn't cause any harm to Luo Zheng's body.
It was just that when Luo Zheng fell into the bonfire, the thick Avoiding Calamity Wood burned him quite badly …
"Pi li pa la …"
His body pressed down like this, the dry tree trunk below continued to collapse, finally Luo Zheng was covered by the burning red charcoal!
Many Mountain Crumbling Tribe members gathered together, observing Luo Zheng's movements under the bonfire!
Obviously, these Mountain Crumbling Tribe members already knew that Luo Zheng had the ability to resist the strange fire, and now they were using Luo Zheng as an experiment.
After about half an incense's time, someone removed the charcoal from Luo Zheng's body, and after seeing that Luo Zheng was unharmed, they pulled him out and threw him to the side!
"Sa la ya!"
"Hong da!"
"… …"
After these Mountain Crumbling Tribe members talked for a while, they seemed to have come to a conclusion, and many of them dispersed.
At this moment, Luo Zheng also noticed that there were many warriors from other clans mixed in with the Collapsing Mountain Clan. He even saw a warrior from the Demon Clan among them.
At the same time, this huge plaza seemed to be divided into levels.
All the bonfires were set up according to the distribution of the blood grooves, the Mountain Crumbling Tribe members were all gathered in the innermost layer, and beside the dozens of bonfires outside, there were many warriors from other races.
Of course, there were also some warriors from other races who could enter the inner layer, but these warriors were all stronger, and were all sector lords!
As for Luo Zheng, he was thrown into the huge bonfire in the center of the plaza.
"Sit up!"
A muscular Mountain Crumbling Tribe member said to Luo Zheng.
Under such gravity, sitting down was still a test for Luo Zheng.
However, Luo Zheng had just succeeded in forging his body, and his physical strength and strength had increased by a lot. With the help of the dragon scales, he struggled to sit up, but Luo Zheng didn't dare to move at all. Sitting like this, he was already on the verge of collapse, and it seemed that he would fall down again if he moved even a little bit.
That burly warrior from the Mountain Shattering Tribe had thick hair on his chest. On his shoulder was a golden shoulder guard, and on the shoulder guard was an exquisite carving of a wolf's head! There were three sharp thorns on the wolf's head, but Luo Zheng couldn't tell what kind of wolf it was.
After Luo Zheng sat up, the Mountain Crumbling Race's clansman also sat facing Luo Zheng.
"Pa pa!"
With a heavy clap of his hands, a member of the Collapsing Mountain Clan brought over a huge plate. On this plate were two huge hearts. This heart was even taller than the seated Luo Zheng, but it was unknown what kind of strange beast it was taken from.
This heart had obviously been roasted by the bonfire, and oil had already formed on its surface. It was steaming hot, and emitted a bloody meat fragrance! What was more amazing was that this heart was still beating slightly. Luo Zheng could even see light green blood flowing out from the wound on the heart!
What kind of beast's heart was this? After being dismembered and roasted, the heart was still beating?
"Clang dang!"
The Mountain Crumbling Race's clansman took the plate and smashed it heavily in front of Luo Zheng.
Luo Zheng was originally a little unsteady, and the air current created by the plate immediately pushed him back!
"Plop!"
As he leaned back, his head landed heavily on the ground.
"Hahaha …"
Another burst of laughter came from around the bonfire. In the distance, there were some children from the Mountain Crumbling Race laughing. They probably felt that Luo Zheng's action was very funny.
However, the Mountain Crumbling Race's clansman raised his hand and made a "shushing" gesture. "Outsider, you can stand up at the Divine Realm. You're the first!"
Hearing this, everyone stopped mocking him.
The Mountain Crumbling Race's clansmen had a special physique. While they were in the stomach, they had to withstand the abnormal gravitational pull. Thus, they were able to move freely here.
As for the martial artists that entered the Forbidden Land of Divine Refinement, those that obtained a top smelting talisman were all outstanding talents. Nearly all of them had a Divine Transformation realm cultivation. Reaching the Divine Realm was extremely rare, and no one had ever been able to crawl up from the Divine Realm. After all, there were a considerable number of Divine Transformation realm martial artists that couldn't even crawl up.
As everyone was silent, Luo Zheng clenched his teeth and struggled to crawl up from the ground!
The Mountain Crumbling Race's clansman grabbed one of the hearts and threw it at Luo Zheng …
"Evil dragon heart, eat it!" The person said.
"Peng!"
The scorching hot Sin Dragon's heart smashed towards Luo Zheng!
If this heart came crashing down, it would likely smash Luo Zheng to the ground once more.
This time, Luo Zheng had learned his lesson. While the heart was still in the air, Luo Zheng's body leaned forward. Just as he was about to fall down, the heart actually pushed Luo Zheng back!
As the Mountain Crumbling Race's clansman saw Luo Zheng use such a method to resist the impact, a light flashed in his eyes, revealing a trace of appreciation.
Luo Zheng held the heart in his arms. Without caring about anything else, or whether it tasted good or not, he buried his head in the heart and opened his mouth wide as he began to chew on it!
The Crossing Calamity Incense had been tossing and turning for a long time. Luo Zheng's hunger was like a sharp knife, tormenting him.
At this moment, he took a bite and wolfed it down, trying to fill himself up in the shortest time possible.
This Evil Dragon's heart looked a little scary. Lying on top of this huge heart, Luo Zheng could still feel its violent pulsation. After swallowing the heart, he suddenly felt a burning sensation in his stomach. This strange feeling was instantly transmitted to Luo Zheng's body, filling every inch of his body with strength!
"This Evil Dragon's heart actually has such an effect!"
Luo Zheng didn't stop. No matter what he was chewing, he just closed his eyes and swallowed it!
The Mountain Crumbling Tribe's blade technique was extremely powerful. Even though the heart was cut off, the blood within was not completely drained. The green blood splattered out and Luo Zheng forcefully swallowed it! Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios The Mountain Crumbling Tribe's blade technique was extremely powerful.
The Mountain Crumbling Race's people lived a very pure life. In their opinion, the potential of a warrior depended on whether he could eat or not.
For the warriors of the outside world, it didn't matter whether they could eat or not. After cultivating to a certain level, they could directly abstain from eating and didn't need to eat. However, in the Mountain Crumbling Race, whether they could eat or not was almost equivalent to their talent!
After a while, Luo Zheng had eaten the huge Evil Dragon's heart clean!
"Hehe, good appetite!"
The Mountain Crumbling Race's man opposite him smiled slightly. He grabbed a wine bag next to him and threw it to Luo Zheng!
Luo Zheng turned his head, directly bit open the cork on the wine bag, and then gulped it down! When he swallowed the wine, he felt the strength of the wine. The wine in the wine bag was like a small knife, cutting Luo Zheng's stomach!
However, Luo Zheng's body was sturdy, and his internal organs weren't his weak points. Thus, he didn't feel much pain.
On the contrary, the Mountain Crumbling Race's man opposite him and the other people of the Mountain Crumbling Race were quietly staring at Luo Zheng, quietly staring at the wine bag that was getting smaller and smaller …
The Mountain Crumbling Race's man sitting opposite Luo Zheng was the new patriarch of the Mountain Crumbling Race, Lei Toad!
The Mountain Crumbling Race's people loved to drink. With their physiques, ordinary strong wine was like clear water. Thus, the warriors who had stayed in the Forbidden Land of God Refinement for a long time knew that if they had a good method of brewing wine, they could exchange it for a Trial Talisman from the Mountain Crumbling Race.
These years, the Mountain Crumbling Race had indeed mastered many strange methods of brewing wine. For example, the Frost Wine made from the Nine Nether Cold Spring. The wine was like white frost, and when it was poured, the surrounding area would be frozen. There was also the Pure Flame Wine made from the Fire Snake Fruit. Once it was lit, it could last for ten years!
However, the most precious thing was the wine bag next to the patriarch of the Mountain Crumbling Race. It was called the Heart Severing Wine. It was said that a person from the God Domain had given the Mountain Crumbling Race the method of brewing wine for free. It was made from the essence blood of various powerful beasts.
The strength of this wine surpassed one's imagination!
In the eyes of others, this wasn't wine at all, but the most potent poison.
Even if it was a Divine Transformation realm martial artist, they would need to use all of their strength to refine this wine for their own use. If they were even the slightest bit careless, they would die from being pierced through.
And this was only a small sip!
Even Lei Toad himself only dared to drink a single mouthful of this wine every day.
Firstly, with the strength of this wine, even he couldn't withstand it. Secondly, this wine was brewed from the essence blood of a hundred beasts. Even within the Mountain Crumbling Race, it was extremely precious. Even the members of the Mountain Crumbling Race rarely had the chance to drink it.
Thus, at this time, Lei Toad had an extremely conflicted expression. Luo Zheng's drinking method truly made his heart ache.
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