Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
A burst of golden light flashed chaotically, and five or six Qingcheng disciples who didn't know whether they were alive or dead at the front lines fell, turning into white light after being hit. The remaining few finally realized how formidable the golden spider was and screamed for help as they fled backward.
This golden spider was an 80th-level monster, and these players who hadn't even reached 40th-level couldn't withstand its attacks.
With these annoying fellows gone, Ye Rong rolled up his sword-light and re-engaged the battle.
If these people were still crowding around him and he had to be distracted by their safety, he wouldn't know when he could handle the golden spider. Perhaps other players would think they were being protected and wouldn't worry, so they might all come rushing in together.
Only when they personally experienced the danger would they be willing to retreat and leave, which was more effective than shouting at them ten times.
