The moment Shi Huarong appeared in front of the deep pool of mist, his whole body trembled, and he immediately felt a deep coldness.
She took off the bulging sack from her waist and took out an exquisite box.
The box is square and square and red in color.
This box is carved from thousand-year-old red sun wood and is specially used to restrain yin and cold.
The mist flames in the deep pool are mysterious spiritual fires with extremely powerful power, so naturally they cannot be touched at will.
The box made of thousand-year-old red sun wood can restrain the deep pool mist.
Obviously, historians came prepared this time.
Shi Huarong carefully put the Deep Pond Mist Flame into the box, but found that the cold feeling had not faded away, but had become stronger.
Her vision suddenly dimmed, and a huge black shadow enveloped her body.
In an instant, Shi Huarong had goosebumps all over his body, and an ominous premonition emerged in his mind.
Shi Huarong raised his head and saw a shocking scene.
Above the deep pool, I saw a huge eight-legged spider lying on the cliff.
The eight-legged spider was as big as ten feet, its body was white and crystal clear, and its eight pitch-black eyes were staring at Shi Huarong unblinkingly.
Compared with this giant spider, Shi Huarong was as small as an ant.
A deep fear emerged from Shi Huarong's heart. She wanted to escape, but found that she could not move due to fear.
"Ice Silk Spider King!"
The man in gray clothes whom Shi Huarong called Uncle Yi took a deep breath and exclaimed when he saw the eight-legged spider.
The Ice Silk Spider King is a Life Wheel Realm spirit beast, possessing the strength of the first level of the Life Wheel Realm since birth.
As the Ice Silk Spider King continues to grow, his strength will become stronger and stronger.
"Miss, it's dangerous!"
The old man in black robe took the lead and rushed towards Shi Huarong.
Hiss! At the same time, the Ice Silk Spider King hissed and spit out a ball of silver thread towards Shi Huarong.
Shi Huarong had already turned pale with fear and stood motionless.
The moment the silver wire hit Shi Huarong, the old man in black robe arrived and pushed Shi Huarong away.
The old man in black robes mobilized all the spiritual energy in his body, condensed it in the palm of his right hand, and then pushed it out violently.
Bang! The ball of silver threads landed on the black-robed old man's right hand. Suddenly, as if spiritually, it spread out and wrapped tightly around his right hand.
The moment the silver thread wrapped around the black-robed old man's right hand, its surface emitted a sharp luster.
Tear! Under the horrified eyes of everyone, the right hand of the old man in black robe was cut into countless pieces.
"ah!"
The old man in black robe screamed and quickly backed away. Looking at the blood and minced meat on the ground in front of him, his face turned extremely pale.
The man in gray clothes quickly came to Shi Huarong's side and immediately noticed that the box containing the Deep Pond Mist Flame had fallen to the side.
Just as he was about to reach out to get it, a strong wind swept over him quickly.
The face of the man in gray changed slightly, and he quickly led Shi Huarong away from the deep pool.
The moment the man in gray stepped back, a ball of spider silk came from across the sky, covering the surface of the box and sticking it tightly to the ground.
"Uncle Yi, deep pool fog flames..." After Shi Huarong returned to the team, the fear in his heart faded a little, and he looked at the box stuck to the spider silk by the pool and said regretfully.
"Miss, this Ice Silk Spider King is too strong. It should be around the second level of the Life Wheel Realm! Yi Yan and I are only at the first level of the Life Wheel Realm, so we are no match at all!"
The old man in black robe covered the wound of his broken arm and retreated to Shi Huarong with a pale face.
After simple treatment, his wound was able to barely stop the bleeding.
"No! The Deep Pond Mist Flame is too important to our historians, we must get it!"
Shi Huarong bit his lip tightly and continued: "We don't need to confront the Ice Silk Spider King head-on, we just need to take back the box!"
The man in gray and the old man in black looked at each other and frowned slightly.
After seeing the power of the Ice Silk Spider King, Shi Huarong still refused to give up. This was pushing them into the fire pit.
But they also knew that Shi Huarong was solely responsible for this operation and they had to obey the latter's orders.
"Everyone, come together! If you can successfully obtain the Deep Pond Mist Flame this time, you will be rewarded with many rewards after returning to Shi's home!"
The man in gray suddenly raised his arms and shouted loudly to the dozen warriors behind him.
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen warriors rushed towards the Ice Silk Spider King with blazing eyes.
They are all warriors of the Historian family, and they are well aware of the power of the Historian family. If they can be rewarded by the Historian family, they will surely reach the sky in one step.
Wealth can be found in danger! They know this truth better than anyone else.
At the periphery, Mu Feng's eyes flickered and he said: "The Deep Pond Mist Flame is really not that easy to get!"
He Fei stood next to Mu Feng, his legs weak from fear.
He was glad in his heart that he was not carried away by greed, otherwise, he would have died here long ago.
Hiss! More than a dozen warriors rushed towards him, completely angering the Ice Silk Spider King.
I saw the Ice Silk Spider King moving rapidly on the cliff, like a white lightning, appearing around the deep pool.
Strands of silver spider silk spit out, like the sharpest hidden weapons, and swept towards the warriors.
I saw the warrior who was rushing at the front, his expression changed slightly, and he held a big knife in front of him, hoping to block the oncoming spider silk.
Bang! But the moment the spider silk hit the sword, the sword shattered into powder, and the spider silk directly wrapped around the warrior's body.
Just hearing a shrill scream, the warrior was smashed into pieces by the spider silk, and blood spattered.
While more than a dozen warriors were fighting the Ice Silk Spider King, the man in gray and the old man in black robe rushed out together and rushed towards the box by the pool.
"This spider silk is so tough!"
The man in gray's right hand was like a knife, and the spirit energy poured out and struck the spider silk around the box, making a sound of gold and iron.
There was only a white mark on the surface of the spider silk.
"Miss, bring the spiritual weapon given to you by the master of the family! The silk of this Ice Silk Spider King is too tough."
The man in gray turned around and shouted at Shi Huarong.
Shi Huarong nodded and took down a brocade box about a foot long from her car.
She took out a short knife over a foot long from the brocade box and quickly came to the man in gray.
The blade of the short sword exudes a gleaming white light, highlighting the extraordinary nature of this sword.
"Huang-level low-level spiritual soldier..." Mu Feng glanced at the short knife in Shi Huarong's hand and shook his head secretly.
It seems that Shi Huarong doesn't even know the basic skills of controlling the air. This spiritual weapon is simply a waste in her hands.
If Shi Huarong knew how to control the air, he could just use the short knife to cut off the spider silk in the air.
When Shi Huarong held a short knife, cut off the spider silk, and held the box in the palm of his hand, the Ice Silk Spider King had already killed more than a dozen of her men.
Hiss! When the Ice Silk Spider King saw Shi Huarong and the others getting the box, he roared angrily and quickly rushed towards this side.
"Miss, take the deep pool mist and leave quickly!"
The man in gray robes shouted loudly, blocking the front with the man in black robes, and his spiritual energy erupted like a volcano.
Shi Huarong looked at the Ice Silk Spider King getting closer and closer, and his face turned pale with fear.
She hesitated for a moment, then handed the short knife to the man in gray and said, "Uncle Yi, take the spirit soldier and you must survive!"
After saying that, Shi Huarong fled from here in a panic.
The Ice Silk Spider Bastard stepped on the ground, turned around, and chased Shi Huarong.
"You evil beast! Don't even think of succeeding."
The man in gray and the old man in black stood in front of the Ice Silk Spider King.
The Ice Silk Spider King had already become extremely violent, and its eight legs swept out, attacking the man in gray and the old man in black.
The old man in black robes was already injured. When he collided with the Ice Silk Spider King, he spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards, hitting the surrounding cliffs heavily.
The man in gray relied on his spiritual soldiers to barely block the Ice Silk Spider King's attack.
But he was also knocked back dozens of steps, groaned, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Ice Silk Spider King sprang out and chased Shi Huarong, who was not far away.