Between the branches, thin and almost invisible silver spider silk was tied up to his body at some point. Zhu Yan struggled, but found that he could not move.
At this time, at the other end of the silver wire, a snow-white ferocious beast slowly climbed up along the silver wire. There were eight gray eyes on the beast's head, and two sharp teeth were exposed. The most eye-catching thing was
Its eight long and thick legs have sharp barbs exposed under the white down, shining with a frightening light. It is obviously the shape of a spider, but it is as high as an adult's chest. The eight gray
The eyes also seem to have wisdom.
"Spirit, spirit beast!!"
Zhu Yan's eyes widened in horror. Just when he was about to shout for help, a ball of spider silk directly covered his mouth. No matter how much he activated his spiritual energy, he could not break free from the spider silk.
"Uh...uh!!"
Zhu Yan wanted to scream, but his mouth was blocked and he couldn't make a sound, and his limbs couldn't move, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
The spider crawled slowly towards Zhu Yan along the web, and there was even a hint of joking in its eyes. It was not difficult to tell that this was a spiritual beast with a very high IQ.
For a race like a spirit beast, the more anthropomorphic wisdom it has, the higher its realm will be. And the spider in front of you is obviously a higher existence than the giant rock bear. It is at least a... second-level spirit beast!
Thinking of this, Zhu Yan became even more frightened, but more and more spider threads were wrapped around his body, making it impossible to escape!
"Haah."
Lin Lang yawned in his sleep, and then slowly opened his eyes. The cold wind for no reason made him wrap the blanket tightly around him. He wanted to go back to sleep, but found that his junior brother who was supposed to be on duty at night was missing.
"I remember it should be...Junior Brother Zhu Yan?"
Lin Lang stood up and took a look, and saw a figure standing in front of a tree not far away.
"Is it convenient to go..."
Lin Lang didn't think much about it. Just when he was about to lie down and go back to sleep, Zhu Yan's figure not far away fell straight down!
"Zhu Yan!!!"
Lin Lang roared when he saw it, waking up everyone who was sleeping soundly.
"What, what's wrong??"
"Is it dawn yet..."
Everyone was rubbing their sleepy eyes, not yet awake from their dreams.
"There's a situation! You wait here first, I'll go over and take a look."
Lin Lang turned his right palm and the Silver Moon Sword appeared in his hand. A strong uneasiness appeared in his heart. He had just taken a few steps when a thin silver thread shot straight towards his chest.
"Watch out!! Left!!"
Qing'er suddenly reminded him. Lin Lang didn't doubt that he was there, so he quickly stepped aside.
If I had known, in the past battles, Qing'er had never taken the initiative to remind herself aloud... Since even she had spoken out, the attack from the dark must be tricky and difficult to block.
Sure enough, even if Lin Lang dodged sideways, the silver thread shot by the spider still penetrated his shoulder, and the small blood hole soon soaked his clothes.
"What kind of attack?? Can't see clearly?!"
Lin Lang was shocked and turned pale. He wanted to move, but found that his shoulder seemed to be nailed. The more he struggled, the bigger the bleeding hole on his shoulder became.
"This is spider silk! Cut it, quick!!"
Qing'er didn't bother to explain to Lin Lang and shouted quickly.
Lin Lang finally followed the blood stains on the silver thread and saw clearly the true identity of the spider thread.
It's like a transparent thread suspended in the air. It's so thin, but it can instantly penetrate your shoulder through the Ice Silkworm Armor.
"Drink!!!"
Lin Lang held the Silver Moon Sword in his right hand, and the sword was blazing with flames, burning the blade red.
Lin Lang ignored his pain and slashed at the spider silk.
The moment he continued to watch, another stream of blood burst out from Lin Lang's left shoulder, but the strength of his right hand did not weaken at all.
"Brother! What's going on??"
Everyone saw Lin Lang who suddenly lost his prize, and wanted to go forward to check, but Lin Lang shouted back: "Don't come here!! No one is allowed to come forward without my order!!"
Even his own skill was instantly compromised, and it was no different for them to come up and die.
Hearing Lin Lang's warning, everyone stopped in panic and looked at the struggling Lin Lang worriedly.
The red-hot Silver Moon Sword was blessed by the flame aura, and it was as easy to cut through mountains and gravel as it was to cut tofu or vegetables. But when it was cut on the spider silk, it was deadlocked for a long, long time.
The sound of burning reached Lin Lang's ears very clearly. It was the sound of high temperature eating away at the spider silk. However, the speed was too slow. Five breaths passed, and it only softened the originally hard spider silk.
.
"Hurry!!! It's brewing for a second attack!! Time is running out!!"
Qing'er clearly saw through the reincarnation mirror that the energy in the spider's body had gathered at one point and was ready to erupt again at any time!
"Ahhhhh!!!"
Lin Lang increased the output power, and almost all of his spiritual energy was concentrated on the blade of the sword, and then the silver spider silk broke with a bang.
The moment it was disconnected, Lin Lang was pushed to the campfire, breathing heavily.
"Brother, what's going on???"
Jin Xiaowu looked at Lin Lang panting and saw the wound on his shoulder, and his heart sank.
"It's out..."
Lin Lang stared closely at the place where Zhu Yan fell, and a huge figure finally crawled out slowly.
Its eight eyes rotated erratically, and there seemed to be residual blood in its mouth. One of its legs was holding a thin spider silk, and behind the spider silk was dragging Zhu Yan, who had been wrapped into a thick cocoon.
At this time, Zhu Yan's body no longer had any breath of life. Rich blood flowed all over the ground. He was already dead and could no longer die.
"Senior Brother Zhu Yan!!!"
Some disciples were shocked. Not long ago, the senior brother who was chatting and laughing with everyone, lying on the grass and talking about his ideals, actually died like this??!
The most shocked person was Jin Xiaowu.
His lips turned pale, and he knelt down with his legs straight, and his eyes were ashen: "Silver...Silver Silk Demon Spider...how is it possible, how is it possible!!"
Jin Xiaowu hit the ground hard with his fist. His joints were covered in blood and he couldn't seem to feel it.
"...How is it possible for a second-level spirit beast? The leader clearly said that there are only first-level spirit beasts here!!"
"Level 2 spirit beast??"
"What?"
"You didn't admit your mistake?!!"
The disciples were shocked when they heard this, and some even directly grabbed Jin Xiaowu by his collar and questioned him.
"There can be no mistake. With such a body shape, eight gray eyes, and silver hair, he can still hurt Senior Brother Lin Lang like that. It must be the second-level spiritual beast Silver Silk Demon Spider. Now... we
It’s all over…”
Jin Xiaowu said dejectedly.
Level 2 spiritual beasts are spiritual beasts that can only be subdued by the Spirit Controlling Realm. As for me, a group of Spirit Masters and Spirit Channeling Realm people, they have no choice but to wait for death!