C2102 Destroy All the Honeycombs Gathering Points in the Wilderness(2)

For a moment, the entire beehive quieted down. Countless Small Golden Sword hovered behind Yang Ling, while the remaining seven to eight hundred Savage Tribe looked at him in fear.

The sound of Purple Sun True Fire beating could be heard. Yang Ling took a step forward, and this group of Savage Tribe instinctively took a step back.

Another step forward