The Black-Golden Divine Heron is now at the eighth level, and even compared with other monsters of the same level, it is definitely one of the best.
However, in the first move against the Ghost-Faced Spider, it was at a slight disadvantage.
This ghost-faced spider is about to break through to the ninth level, and it is not comparable to ordinary eighth-level monsters!
At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Ye Xiyue's mind.
This magical beast is the highest-level existence among the many magical beasts she has seen so far. She also knows that it will be difficult to deal with.
And this is obviously its territory, so it is even more difficult to solve it.
But she must get this Huntian Divine Stone!
boom!
The black golden divine heron flapped its wings, and a golden flame flew out quickly, then turned into several sparks, and landed on the translucent spider web.
The temperature of the surrounding air rose rapidly, and the entire Qianxing Tower was illuminated extremely brightly by the fire. The fire was brilliant, but the spider web was very flexible, and the flames burned for a long time, and they were barely able to fuse in a few places.
A drop in the bucket.
Wujin Sheron is obviously no match for it!
At this moment, Ye Xiyue suddenly felt something. She lowered her eyes and saw that several spider threads had quietly extended over without knowing when!
She raised her sword and cut off the spider silk, but she broke the first thread, the second thread, and the third thread.
And upon closer inspection, Ye Xiyue discovered that the spider silk seemed to be tinged with blood.
The blood color was not clear because the spider silk was so thin that it could only be seen after it gradually accumulated under Ye Xiyue's feet.
A flash of doubt flashed through Ye Xiyue's mind.
"Xiao Bai, is the silk of the Ghost Faced Spider originally this color?"
In her impression, this didn't seem to be the case.
Xiaobai knew what she was thinking, and shook his head in denial: "No! Master, I suspect there is something wrong with this ghost-faced spider!"
There is an endless stream of spider silk, and it seems that it will never be cut off.
If it weren't for the Wujin Sheron blocking part of it in front and the Tianwen Sword being sharp enough, Ye Xiyue would have definitely fallen into the spider web at this time.
"I guess so."
Ye Xiyue kept thinking while waving her sword.
At this moment, out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the lines on the ghost-faced spider's shell seemed to come alive and began to squirm slowly, as if something was about to struggle out.
Seeing this scene, Ye Xiyue frowned.
For some reason, this scene made her feel very uncomfortable.
"I don't know how long this ghost-faced spider has been here, but judging from the previous tide of beasts, it is estimated that the time is definitely not short, otherwise it would never be able to make such a movement. Is it because it swallowed the power of the Huntian Divine Stone that it became like this?
powerful?"
This is the most likely scenario that Ye Xiyue can think of currently.
But there is one thing that doesn't match up - the power contained in the Huntian Divine Stone is majestic, gentle, and extremely pure, but this ghost-faced spider looks weird. If it only relied on the Huntian Divine Stone to reach its current situation, it seems that
It shouldn't be like this...
What's more, the methods it used to control other monsters were extremely weird, and the way they died was even more chilling.
Ye Xiyue felt that she seemed to have overlooked something very important.
Suddenly, a strange wave came from under her feet. When she lowered her eyes and looked down, her eyes froze instantly!
On the ground, the spider threads were intertwined, gradually forming an extremely complicated and familiar pattern——