If the Evil Eye and Hornet's attacks were stunning, then the withered warrior was even more shocking.

  Several meters tall, with muscles bulging like rocks all over his body... What's even more terrifying are the sharp protrusions at each joint, ferocious and intimidating, with a single strike, piercing through Feng Lang's body like a tofu.

  Human-shaped weapon?

  Looking at the withered wooden warriors covered in terrifying thorns, not to mention Sophia and Temple Knight Cruz, even Yang Ling himself was shocked. He didn't expect that after absorbing a large amount of spiritual energy and life force in the forest, these giants would actually advance to such a terrifying level.

  After advancing, the withered wooden warriors no longer had giant wolf-toothed clubs, but their joints grew terrifying thorns all over their bodies. With their massive physique and boundless strength, they were simply human-shaped heavy tanks. Yang Ling had no doubt that even if he faced the latest US-made Karriff heavy tank, these withered wooden warriors could crush one with a single punch, sweeping everything before them.

  Shocking, it's really too shocking!

  Watching Yang Ling's powerful demon beast army, watching their terrifying attack power, the Temple Knights Crus and the masked mage Michele, who thought they had seen it all, were shocked. Faced with a large group of hungry wind wolves, although they also had ways to repel them, they absolutely could not be as easy and ferocious as Yang Ling.

  Massacre, an utterly predictable massacre!

  Looking at the fierce eyes, the powerful attacks of the Angle Worm and the Dryad Warrior, and then looking at the fleeing Wind Wolves, Sophia and Temple Knights like Cruz stopped their attacks. No need to think more, they also understood that this group of Wind Wolves kicked an iron plate, a big iron plate.

  After repeated charges, it was not only impossible to charge forward, but also suffered heavy casualties. The head wolf let out a long howl and prepared to lead the pack in a chaotic retreat. But the nightmare was far from over, as Yang Ling gave the order, many bloodthirsty demons began a fierce pursuit.

  The evil eye is slow to act, and has little effect in a pursuit battle, but the swift and agile horned wasp is the nightmare of the wind wolf. No matter how fast they run, no matter where they hide, they cannot escape the relentless pursuit of the swarm of horned wasps. In this bloody pursuit, the unicorn's lightning-fast speed, its unstoppable poisonous stinger and sharp fangs, are all brought into full play.

  The horned beast's battle achievements were impressive, but the withered wood warriors were even more terrifying. Under Yang Ling's command, they simply rolled down from the mountain slope. Along the way, like a bulldozer, they crushed out a bloody path, their sharp spikes sweeping across the fleeing Wind Wolves like scythes of death.

  Watching the ferocious attacks of the numerous demonic beasts, neither Temple Knight Crus nor masked female mage Michelle could utter a word for a moment. Although they had all witnessed many large-scale cavalry battles, they had never seen such brutal and terrifyingly powerful demonic beast armies before.

  What kind of person is he and from which family in mainland China?

  Looking at Yang Ling in the distance, masked mage Mishielle was puzzled. She had never seen a summoner who could summon so many magical beasts, nor had she ever seen such powerful evil eyes and hornets. In the Trasen Forest, these low-level magical beasts were everywhere, not worth mentioning. Who would have thought that in Yang Ling's hands, they actually had such terrifying attack power.

  Was he from the mysterious Bakuru or Supaku ancient families?

  As she recalled her mentor's teachings before departure, Michelle's heart moved and thought of some unknown yet powerful old families. Only they had such mysterious abilities, and only they could cultivate a descendant like Yang Ling who was so outstanding. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why Yang Ling had such remarkable abilities at such a young age.

  Originally, Michele was going to demand the evil snake spirit rod from Yang Ling in the name of the Holy See, but after witnessing his powerful strength again, she had no choice but to reconsider. Joining forces with several Holy See mages and warriors might make defeating Yang Ling himself not a difficult task, but if they were to provoke the family that stood behind him for thousands of years, it would likely bring unnecessary trouble to the Holy See.

  Under her absent-mindedness, Michelle was completely unaware that at some point, the gaze of Klaus beside her had turned sinister and jealous as he stared at Yang Ling not far away.

  Under the joint attack of many monsters, soon, the Wind Wolf was almost annihilated, and only a few lucky ones escaped. Everywhere were twitching wolf corpses, blood flowing like rivers, dyeing the hillside a deep red.

  "Are you Yang Ling, the summoner who killed the nine-headed serpent monster?" After regaining her composure, Mihaila deliberately asked, taking the lead in greeting him.

  Turning his head, he looked at Michelle's slender figure, her golden long hair and clear eyes. Yang Ling couldn't help but take a few more glances. Although the other party had a veil on her face, he could be sure that this was a beauty, a stunning great beauty.

  "Hmph, what are you looking at? Hurry up and call back that cruel beast that devoured the Wind Wolf's corpse! Don't nauseate our stomachs!" Seeing Yang Ling staring fixedly at Mi Xue'er, Klose was extremely displeased.

  "Heh heh, sorry to nauseate your stomach. But seeing a certain someone with eyes that seem to be looking down on others from above makes me feel sick too!" For some reason, as soon as Yang Ling saw Cruise's seemingly condescending attitude, he felt uncomfortable all over.

  Disgusting, with eyes on top of their head?

  When Yang Ling said that, Mei Xue'er burst out laughing, while Klaus's face turned iron blue with rage. All along, he had been proud of his handsome appearance and noble status, and before joining the church, there were countless beauties around him. Now, this guy Yang Ling actually said he looked disgusting!

  In a fit of rage, Cruz originally wanted to teach Yang Ling a lesson, but seeing the many demons tearing at the corpse of Feng Lang, he didn't dare act rashly. He snorted and said: "Hmph, can't even protect his own woman, what kind of man is that!"

  "Whether I'm a man or not, let your mother try and she'll know!" Yang Ling retorted without hesitation.

  "You..."

  Kreuz was so angry that he almost vomited blood, tightly grasping the Xuan Tie long spear in his hand. His face turned pale and white, gritting his teeth, wishing to crush Yang Ling into dust on the spot.