Now I have to get royal jelly no matter what, and no one can persuade me.

God blocks and kills God, and Buddha slaughters Buddha.

However, the gods and Buddhas don't care about Wu Yan's bad thing.

Only the queen bee led a group of child worker bees to fight to defend their homeland.

When he first made contact, Wu Yan smashed it with a pot and sharpened it with a shovel.

The bottom of a pot smashed over, killing and wounding, leaving a pot shape, imprinted in the void, and in an instant, the dead finches and bees were empty, and they were immediately filled with solidity, as if endless.

With a shovel swing, chopping, teasing, and plucking, the endless finches and bees were cut into severed limbs and stumps, and scattered to the ground like golden crumbs.

In five breaths, Wu Yan was surrounded, with three layers inside and three layers outside, and they were tightly wrapped.

Buzzing......

Every bee as big as a sparrow is a fighter jet, countless fighter jets, circling around him, making people dizzy, especially dense, so that Wu Yan has goosebumps all over his body, wave after wave, like ocean waves, the back wave pushes the front wave, the front wave did not have time to die on the beach, and the back wave rushed over.

From a distance, Wu Yan looks like a silkworm nesting in silk.

At the beginning, when the silk was thin, he could still be seen vaguely.

As the queen bee continued to squeak, Wu Yan was instantly 'cocooned and bound', and it was difficult to see his figure again.

Only the silkworm cocoon from the inside out, constantly rushing left and right, accompanied by the death of a large number of finch wasps, can prove that Wu Yan is still fighting inside.

The rays of the sun, shining on the cocoons, became more and more brilliant and golden.

The refracted sunlight reflected on Wu Yan's face, making his face seem to be plated with a layer of gold, and with a solemn and treasured face, it looked like he was a god and Buddha.

Wu Yan felt that he was in a golden ocean, and as far as the eye could see, every drop of trembling sea water was a damn finch wasp, and they were humming, just like Tang Seng reciting a mantra to the heart ape.

Yes......

Die to me!

He didn't see the queen bee, thinking that the long-range attack was effective, but unfortunately found that he used the 'Thousand Mountains and Ten Thousand Shadows' Yuan Technique twice in a row, but it was dissolved by the golden liquid.

Obviously, the huge queen bee who doesn't know where to hide is always watching or directing the battle.

Wu Yan used his vitality to protect his body, guarding against poisonous needles, and at the same time attacked with a spatula.

Each attack can kill at least a thousand, but after a hundred and ten attacks, there is no sign of this finch wasp swarm, as if these wasps are really endless.

Obviously, the wasp is fighting a war of attrition, and once Wu Yan's vitality is exhausted, there is only one way out.

Wu Yan hopes to solve the battle here as soon as possible, to help Wu Qian, and to get royal jelly as soon as possible is his real goal.

Capture the thief and capture the king first!

Wu Yan remembered an article from high school, and the word flashed in his mind.

However, in order to kill the queen bee, you must first find it

He was surrounded by worker bees, and the queen bee couldn't see a little of her ass, and he grabbed a hammer king.

Wu Yan gritted his teeth fiercely, his eyes were so gloomy that they were about to drip water, and the silver spatula and pan in his hand were swinging faster and faster, but they looked disorganized.

Gradually, Wu Yan felt that his hands were sore, and the finch wasp did not seem to decrease at all.

It dawned on him that this was not going to solve the problem.

"I have to calm down!" Wu Yan forced himself to take a deep breath, and the movements of his hands slowed down, unless a finch wasp got too close, he moved to death.

The wasp's tail needle is very corrosive, and the vitality layer outside his body is corroded layer after layer.

Suddenly, Wu Yan had an idea.

The supreme pan, as long as the input of vitality, will automatically heat, if the pan is hot, so use the pot to smash up, the effect will definitely be better, it can't kill you, and it will burn you to death. After all, frying pans are blunt weapons, and there must have been many of them knocked unconscious, fallen to the ground, and after a while came back to life and rejoined the fight......

"I understand......" Wu Yan couldn't help but want to try the effect, "No wonder...... No wonder the more you kill, but the lesser you don't see, it must be like this, I fainted, and after a while, I came back to life...... It must be like this!"

Wu Yan was sure that his conjecture was right.

So, he pushed the pan to its maximum state, and the diameter was about the same as his height, 1.69 meters. Then he did not hesitate to input a large amount of vitality into the pot, and at the same time focused his thoughts on the heat of the pot. Faintly, he felt the pan tremble, and then the whole pan began to heat up, the temperature continued to rise, and the heat wave, wave after wave, was hotter than another, until Wu Yan's face ached, as if he was on the edge of the stove, and finally, the whole pan body turned red, and the temperature had reached the extreme.

Fortunately, Wu Yan was holding on to the handle of the pot, and he didn't feel the terrifying temperature at all.

Wu Yan gritted his teeth, and his red eyes didn't know if it was reflected by the red pot or because of congestion. In short, his whole person looked like he had the rhythm of the madman about to dance wildly.

The finch wasp felt the heat of the heat and automatically expanded the circle.

Such a result made Wu Yan more and more sure of his thoughts, which made his blood boil.

"Let's die to Lao Tzu!"

Wu Yan even took the silver shovel, held the pot sheath with both hands, and then spun around in circles frantically.

All the finch wasps that were caught in the cauldron were all roasted to the point of sparks, and a stench of burning instantly rampaged, crashing into Rao's heart and lungs, and it was a burst of nausea. Even if Wu Yan hid in the Yuan Qi Hood, he could still smell this burnt smell, and you can imagine how strong this burnt smell is.

At the same time, bursts of yellow smoke also rushed up.

From a distance, Wu Yan, who was circling in circles, was like a chimney spewing thick yellow smoke.

Where the yellow smoke passed, all the finches and wasps retreated, not daring to approach at all, even if the queen bee kept squeaking on the side, the defense and offensive systems of the wasp swarm were completely paralyzed.

It turns out that as long as it is a bee, whether it is a finch wasp or a bee on the earth, they are afraid of smoke.

When you see smoke, it disperses, which is the sex of bees.

Wu Yan didn't know that the finch wasp was also afraid of smoke, but he hit it crookedly, and completely defeated the siege of the finch wasp for a while.

Yellow smoke confused his vision.

He was still there in circles until he felt dizzy, then he stopped, shook the back of his head, and a smile appeared on his face.

"It's gone!"

"Hahaha...... It's finally gone!"

How could he have a feeling of being released from prison, feeling that the air outside was still fresh.

Through the yellow smoke, he vaguely saw a bulky queen bee, flying towards the hive.

On the hive, a red skeleton monster is climbing a rock to approach the hive, and it is almost there.

Wu Yan wanted to kill this queen bee, just because of it, but he was trapped almost forever.

He carried the pot and chased after the queen bee.