Just at that moment, Shen Feng arrived and gasped at the sight in front of him.
Between two or three birch trees, a large net was suspended in the air, with wires as thick as nylon ropes, gleaming white.
And Three Swords hung straight on it, like a bug stuck on sticky web.
The most terrifying part was behind the big net, a Genetic Warrior, with his mouth open, spewing out white webbing continuously, trapping the struggling Three Swords.
"Damn, a freaking Spider Demon, and it's a guy too."
Shen Feng cursed and lifted his rifle, aiming at the Spider Gene Warrior behind the big net.
Bang!
The muzzle of his gun erupted with fire, but the Spider Gene Warrior's body swayed and dodged the bullet.
A strand of spider filament shot out from his mouth, aiming to entangle Shen Feng's gun.
Shen Feng knew the spider filament was tough; once wrapped, it was extremely difficult to free oneself, and even the sharp longsword of Three Swords couldn't cut it.
