Seeing that Yimia had repeatedly ordered the girls of the elf tribe to be tied up and sold, Yang Ling estimated that this guy was a slave trader even if he was not a slave owner, and it was not an exaggeration to cut him with a thousand knives. After confirming that there is no ambush around, decide to try it out!

Capture the thief first capture the king, and hit the snake and hit seven inches. Either don't move, or move like a lion fighting a rabbit, go all out.

Yang Ling drew the two hundred most ferocious horned bee beasts and divided them into two teams, one team attacked the young man Ymiya who was giving orders, and the other team attacked several magicians in the sky. He didn't want to be frozen like a Deadwood Guardian by a few mysterious magicians after revealing his whereabouts.

Listening to the screams one after another, smelling the thick smell of blood, many horned bee beasts were already ready to move. If it weren't for Yang Ling's pacification and suppression, I'm afraid I would have swarmed up a long time ago.

After being domesticated by Yang Ling, the horned bee beast not only greatly increased its combat effectiveness, but also became more bloodthirsty and belligerent. Sometimes, after catching prey, they not only swallow their bones, but also lick the blood that has fallen on the ground. At the same time, like Yang Ling, after sucking the essence blood of the demonic beasts, they also gained great benefits. The scales are getting stronger and stronger, the black horns on the head are getting sharper and sharper, and the speed is getting faster and faster.

Caught off guard, the black-clothed warriors couldn't stop the fierce horned bee beast at all. Some fled in panic, being killed by the elven warriors one by one, and some waved their broadswords in vain, watching the dense horned bees tear at their muscles, leaving them with white bones in the blink of an eye.

Wherever the locust-like horned bee beast passed, the black-clothed warriors who had never been able to survive before threw away their armor, even the thick-skinned griffons, turned around and left. The lucky one left a small life for the time being, and the unlucky blink of an eye was left with a body of white bones, or even a few hairs or a pool of blood.

Ordinary black-clothed warriors threw away their armor, and Imiya, who was attacked by the horned bee beast, was even more miserable, and several elite personal guards turned into pools of blood in the blink of an eye. Looking at the horned bee beast with its fangs still hanging on the guard's minced meat, and listening to the guard's terrifying screams before he died, he almost lost his soul.

"Ah, my ass!" In horror, Imia was desperate to protect her eyes and other vital points, but her fat ass was torn off a few pieces of belt meat, "Damn, knot, Kiribati, fireball!"

In a panic, Imia threw a fireball onto her ass. While burning the hateful horned bee beast to ashes, he also tasted the taste of burning his buttocks, sweating profusely in pain and tears flowing.

The magician named Kiribati reacted quickly, but the horned bee beast suddenly turned into pieces and scattered to attack the terrified black-clothed warrior. After a large number of fireballs were sent out, the horned bee beast did not burn a few to death, but there were more than a dozen black-clothed warriors on the ground, which angered Imiya, who was gritting her teeth in pain. If it weren't for the fact that his ass was as hot and uncomfortable as his ass and his mobility was inconvenient, he couldn't wait to rush up and slap him a few times.

"Damn, form a formation, even if you die, crawl over for me!"

Seeing that there were more and more horned bee beasts, Imia turned pale and ordered loudly. As a low-level magical beast, although the individual attack power of the horned bee beast is not terrifying, if a large group appears, it will be tricky. Unless they are equipped with sturdy armor or have enough mages, the average person would never want to provoke these social flying beasts.

Under the general situation, the black-clothed warriors fled in all directions like headless flies, and many of them even rolled down the flying beasts that were skimming at low altitude in panic. At the same time, although the combat power is strong, in the face of the dense horned bee beasts, the uncommanded cloud eagles and griffins also flee for their lives. There was a griffin the size of a calf in a panic, and flew straight in the direction where Yang Ling was hiding.

"Hehe, it's good to come!" Looking at the griffin that pounced on him, Yang Ling was not surprised. With a fast griffin walking on his behalf, it would be much easier for him to make his way through this dense forest, which stretches for thousands of miles.

Jumping up from the treetops like lightning, Yang Ling grabbed the griffin's right paw, then rolled over and rode onto its back, then quickly bit his index finger and dropped a drop of blood onto its head. Suddenly, the griffin's body was filled with silver light, and mysterious runes appeared, and after domestication, they obediently became Yang Ling's mount.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Ling commanded the griffin to stop on a boulder. When he had just dripped blood to domesticate the griffin, he felt blood and magic power spurt out, and he was exhausted in a short moment. It seems that the level of these griffins is much more powerful than that of horned bee beasts, if they are not unwilling to fight, I am afraid that they can tear themselves to pieces as long as they swarm them, and they will not have time to domesticate them one by one.

"Ah, help!"

"Ah, my thighs"

Although the black-clothed warriors were agile, there were too many horned bee beasts that had no choice but to attack. Before many people could gather, they were attacked by a swarm of horned bees, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a pile of white bones, some of which were swallowed up completely, and the hoarse screams before death made people feel terrified.

Looking at the dense horned bee beasts, listening to the 'click, click' biting sound, not to mention the black-clothed samurai, even the elves who have not been attacked have numb scalps.

"Summoner, Ibilis, the ambush of the forest elves!" Looking at the horned bee beast that only attacked the black-clothed warriors, cooperated with the tacit understanding, and singled out the key points of their own warriors, and then looked at Yang Ling, who suddenly rushed out under the protection of a team of horned bee beasts, Yimia was shocked, and then suddenly realized.

The horned bee beast is the lowest level of magical beasts, with low intelligence, and it will rush to meet enemies or prey. And these sharp-attacking horned bee beasts in front of them advanced and retreated in a good way, obviously after a long period of training, they must have been controlled and commanded by Yang Ling, a summoner.

"Withdraw, hurry!" After a moment of hesitation, seeing that more and more samurai were dying tragically, and even a few magicians could not protect themselves, Imia understood that the situation was gone, and took the lead in riding a griffin to flee for his life.

"Ahhh

In a hurry, Imia straddled the griffin, and the wound on her buttocks, which was still dripping blood, was struck by the griffin's hard bones, and she immediately croaked in pain. Helplessly, a large group of horned bees and beasts swept over behind him, and in order to save his life, he had to reluctantly ride a griffin to flee for his life.

"Damn elves, damn summoners, you wait, I'll be back!"

Looking at the few samurai around him, Imia was furious, but he didn't expect to lead a large number of samurai to come, but there were only so many people left. Failed to catch a forest elf, but paid a heavy price.;