One day eighty years later, in the Floating Light Forest, a group of monks were flying slowly forward at a low altitude.

Among this group of monks, there were ten people wearing dark armor, scattered on the periphery. In the middle was an old man with a short beard, wearing a simple green armor, and he was a Qingming Guard of the Divine Transformation level who led the team.

Both the ten Black Iron Guards and the old man who led the team had serious expressions on their faces, holding the Alien Spirit Disks in their hands, and their eyes kept scanning the surroundings, as if something terrible might jump out of the woods at any time.

This team of monks did not speak, and after they flew cautiously for several hours, suddenly, a buzzing sound came from the magic disk in the hand of one of the Black Iron Guards.

Although the sound was not loud, it still made everyone look over with a changed expression.

"Senior Wang, there are aliens nearby!" A big man with a somewhat ferocious face said with a tense expression after seeing the flashing white alarm light on the alien spirit disk in his companion's hand.

"Got it. Everyone get ready, let's go and take a look." The short-bearded old man said in a deep voice.

The alien spirit disk sounded an alarm. If you don't investigate, you will be punished when you return.

After hearing what the old man said, the ten Black Iron Guards all took out their best weapons and made them float in the air, ready to attack at any time. Their movements were extremely swift, and it seemed that they had experienced such situations many times in their daily lives.

However, before they set out, a middle-aged female cultivator in the team hesitantly suggested to the old man: "Senior Wang, should we notify Senior Ye's team?"

"Senior Ye? Are you talking about that guy Ye Ming?" The short-bearded old man was stunned.

"Yes, Senior Ye is well-known for his hatred of aliens. If he receives the news, he will rush over. Then, we will be able to relax a little." The middle-aged woman nodded.

"It's okay to notify him too!" The short-bearded old man's mouth twitched, and after a little hesitation he agreed.

Then he took out a silver talisman from the storage bracelet. There were several special silver characters in the middle of the talisman, which looked extremely mysterious.

The magic power in the old man's body poured into the talisman. After whispering a few words to it, he shook his wrist, and the talisman turned into a beam of silver light and shot out at an incredibly fast speed, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

The old man had also heard of Ye Ming's reputation. He heard that when he went out on patrol, he often asked other teams to keep an eye out for aliens. Once he found them, he would rush over quickly and kill them without mercy.

Over the years, this person not only has a great reputation in the Qingming Guard, but is also a well-known figure in the Tianyuan Guard.

In this round of patrol mission, the old man and Ye Ming were assigned to the same area. When they came out this time, Ye Ming specially gave him an ultra-long-distance Wanli Talisman for transmitting messages. He didn't expect to use it so soon.

The accompanying Black Iron Guards were cheered up after seeing their captain's actions. They were not so nervous about the approaching aliens. They had all heard that it was difficult for aliens to escape from the hands of Senior Ye.

"Follow the predetermined formation, let's go and take a look first!"

Then, at the old man's command, the group immediately split into several teams and moved towards the direction of the alarm from the strange spirit disk.

The group of monks changed direction and after flying for only a few dozen miles, they suddenly appeared above a dense forest full of tall trees.

The branches and leaves of the trees in this dense forest are so dense that they block out the space below, making it impossible to see what is happening below from the air.

"This should be the place. Get ready for battle and don't let him escape." The old man looked at the strange spirit disk in his hand, nodded affirmatively, and gave orders with a wave of his right hand.

After hearing the order, the ten Black Iron Guards behind him didn't say anything. They took out two or three treasures to protect their whole body, and then released their divine thoughts to sweep downwards.

As a result, after a cup of tea, the faces of all the monks, including the old man, changed slightly.

"It's such a close distance, and even my divine sense can't find it! It seems like I have no choice but to go down and search it myself bit by bit. Fellow Daoist Zhang!" The old man took a deep breath, suddenly turned around and greeted a bald middle-aged man.

"Don't worry, captain. I know what to do." The middle-aged man replied, and then he slapped the storage bracelet on his wrist with one hand, and suddenly a bunch of two-finger-sized puppets appeared in front of him.

These puppets are in the shapes of common animals such as lions, tigers, leopards, and a few are in human form.

The middle-aged man waved his hand, and the puppets fell down, muttering something at the same time.

In a flash of white light, the puppet's body suddenly grew rapidly in size and transformed into a puppet with shining spiritual light. The spiritual pressure it emitted actually reached the level of the Jindan stage.

The bald middle-aged man slowly sat down cross-legged, and with a gesture of his hands, dozens of puppets immediately scattered and shot out in all directions, disappearing in the dense forest in the blink of an eye. These people have been on patrol for many years, and they have already summed up various experiences and lessons. The dense forest without sunlight is extremely dangerous.

Unless it is necessary, we will never land on the ground easily and get entangled with those alien spies in areas with complex terrain.

Otherwise, with the various strange methods of the aliens that are difficult to guard against, even if they can successfully kill the other side, they will definitely suffer casualties themselves.

In this case, it would be better to drive some puppets down to check it out.

But not long after those puppets dispersed, the alien spirit disks in the hands of the crowd trembled suddenly, and at the same time, they made an unusually high-pitched shrill sound. Some alien spirit disks even burst out with dazzling spiritual light, which looked extremely shocking.

Immediately afterwards, a large piece of emerald green vines suddenly shot out from within a few hundred feet of the ancient tree below. These vines were extremely flexible and incredibly fast. They crisscrossed and intertwined and soon formed a huge vine cage that was about to surround everyone.

"Not good, everyone, cast a spell, break this spell quickly, once we are surrounded by it, it will be bad." The old man shouted loudly, shocking his subordinates, and everyone's ears were buzzing. Then he took the lead in flipping one hand, and suddenly a fiery red gourd appeared in his hand.

The old man threw the gourd above his head, and it immediately turned into a bright sun. A flash of light appeared on the surface, and a red column of fire as thick as a bowl gushed out.

The gourd spun around, and the flames swept in all directions at the same time, instantly turning into a blazing sea of ​​fire, burning the vine.

The rest of the monks also sacrificed flying knives and swords, or fire-based treasures that could cause significant damage to wood-based spells.

Wherever the spiritual light passed, there was a loud rumbling sound.

Under the attack of magic weapons and various spells, the vines were shattered one by one and disappeared into thin air.

The short-bearded old man and others were delighted to see this, but then they felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

As soon as the vines in front were broken, more vines appeared behind them, covering the sky and surrounding them.

"Hurry, fly higher. Don't get surrounded by these vines." The old man made a prompt decision and immediately rose into the air at high speed.

Ten Black Iron Guards also flew upwards.

However, at this moment, several tall ancient trees in the dense forest flashed with strange light.

Then, three figures that looked somewhat similar to humans, but with green skin and slightly purple eyes, walked out from the tree trunk.

One of the slender women looked at the short-bearded old man and others who wanted to escape, sneered, and then her figure flashed and turned into a green rainbow that soared into the sky.

He arrived above everyone else, chanted a strange spell, and then waved his hands, and a large area of ​​thick green light gushed out.

With a loud rumbling sound, it turned into a huge green cloud and swept downwards.

"Break it for me!" The short-bearded old man was filled with shock and anger. He waved his hand and summoned a flying sword surrounded by electric light. After throwing it into the air, the sword became dozens of feet long and pierced into the green cloud with thick electric light.

As soon as the giant sword entered the green cloud, it released silver-white arcs of electricity, crackling and slashing at the surrounding green clouds.

The power of these electric arcs seemed to be quite strong. Under their bombardment, the green cloud dissipated in pieces and turned into wisps of green smoke. In just a moment, more than half of the green cloud was consumed.

But it was just this moment of delay that caused the green vines below, driven by the other two green-skinned men, to gather in the sky and instantly weave into a vine cage, trapping the short-bearded old man and eleven other people inside.

"People of the Wood Clan, you are from the Wood Clan!" The short-bearded old man finally saw the attacker's figure and appearance at the moment before the cage closed.

Then his heart sank to the bottom, because from the purple belts around the waists of these three people, it can be seen that these three members of the Wood Tribe are all purple-level beings, which is equivalent to the human race's level of incarnation.

However, he quickly adjusted his mindset, fearing that this was not the solution to the problem, so he immediately called out, "Everyone, follow me, focus all your attacks on one point, and break out as quickly as possible."

"Understood!" The ten Black Iron Guards also realized the seriousness of the matter and immediately followed the short-bearded old man to attack the cage.

(End of this chapter)

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