The day passed quickly, and the remnant sun was like blood, about to disappear in the mountain peak.

The time to defeat the harpy has gradually come.

The Northern Cultivator had almost no knowledge of the bird demon who was about to be defeated by them, only that the bird demon had about five hundred years of cultivation.

The acquired wisdom demon cultivated for five hundred years is at least equivalent to the eighth-order level of a cultivator, but considering that this thing is a fake made by the Fazong Hall and the Yizong Hall together, it is impossible to be strong enough to shoot a cultivator out of the Falling Eagle Mountain Range at once, and it is inferred from this that this bird demon can reach the eighth order if it is survived, and it may have a very prominent weakness.

After all, it's just a prop that the Heavenly Dao will test the team consciousness of the contestants.

And the news that Su Lanting and Yu Luoxia heard also confirmed the idea of Northern Meditation.

The harpy's life is very regular, and the vigilance after falling asleep is not ordinarily bad, and it is clear that they want to take advantage of the situation and kill it.

Because of this, most of the people in the team today are excited, and they don't feel like they're about to fight a tough battle.

Everyone present, including Ji Ming, knew that this seemingly powerful bird demon was just a test for them by the Heavenly Dao Alliance, once they got the eyes of the people in the alliance, their future after winning the Heavenly Dao Society would be much brighter, even if they were unfortunate enough to be out, they might be able to be admitted exceptionally.

To tell the truth, if this was really a five-hundred-year-old demon, most of the people present would definitely ignore Ji Ming's request and save their lives from coming back.

Can such a team really be trusted?

Bei Mingxiu thought with a smile.

Ji Ming's figure appeared from the forest, nodded slightly at them, and everyone adjusted their spirit to the best state, and their breath was collected in their bodies, and they quietly moved towards the cliff where the bird demon was.

Ji Ming and Yu Changsong are at the forefront.

Su Lanting and Yu Luoxia walked behind them, followed by Guan Hai, and Wuya and the others were slightly behind.

In the plan drawn up yesterday, Su Lanting was responsible for attracting the attention of the bird demon, and Yu Luoxia had to seize the opportunity to launch a fatal blow to the bird demon with a monkey stick, and their importance in this operation was self-evident.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator silently walked at the back of the line.

was deliberately ignored, and he didn't even know what to do, if Lu Linxi was in this situation, he would have unfolded the Heavenly Skill Rune Armor a long time ago and subdued this group of people.

But the Northern Meditation needs this state even more.

This meant that he didn't need to pay too much attention to the harpy, and could better observe his surroundings.

Moreover, he had already given Yu Luoxia and Su Lanting a lot of ice bullets, and to some extent, he personally participated in the battle.

Getting closer and closer to the cliff, Bei Ming Xiu also saw the whole picture of the bird demon.

The bird was large, and its gray feathers shone like fish scales in the sun, like a small sword that shone silver, and it probably wouldn't feel good if it was rubbed on it.

But its biggest feature is not its feathers, but its size.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator had never seen a bird of this size.

There was a bird living on the cliff, and the whole cliff seemed to be contracted by it.

However, it was such a conspicuous bird demon that was difficult to see, but it was almost never witnessed, and it was obvious that it had only recently been put into the Falling Eagle Mountains.

If you look closely, there is no shadow under this huge bird demon.

Sure enough, it is the handiwork of the Fazong Hall and the Yizong Palace.

When the Northern Meditation Cultivator was still sighing, Ji Ming had already quietly climbed the rock wall, only to see his feet on the cliff wall continuously tapping, like a green leaf riding the wind, floating up, almost no sound.

This kind of light-weight cultivation is already extremely extraordinary among young people under the age of 30.

"This is our 'one-leaf tour' of Yilan Mountain, it's very powerful. ”

Su Lanting didn't know when he had come to his side, and said with some pride.

Bei Ming Xiu nodded and said, "Stepping into the sky is silent, it is really extraordinary." ”

Su Lanting's eyes were faintly looking forward to the tears flickering, and his eyes followed Ji Ming's right hand on the hilt, and it was difficult to hide the excitement in his words.

"Senior brother...... Finally went all out. ”

......

Ji Ming pointed again, and the person was already in mid-air.

In front of him was the sleeping harpy.

He seemed to be able to hear the harpy's steady breathing.

Without hesitation, a ray of blue light poured out of the scabbard, heading for the harpy's skull.

The green glow illuminates the entire cliff at this moment.

It was a verdant green, like the green shoots at the peak of spring vitality, and the green made the heart tremble, which made Sulan Pavilion intoxicated.

The lord of Yilan Mountain, Qingye Sanren, once got two treasure knives, and for decades he conceived his aura with the essence of the sun and the moon, and finally became a rare divine soldier in the world.

One "Red Wave", one "Green Dew".

The spiritual weapon has spirituality, and it will be its own master, and those who have not been recognized, even if they get it, they will not be able to exert one-ten-thousandth of its power.

And when they chose their master, Hongbo chose her little junior sister, while Lulu chose Ji Ming.

Red waves and green dew, born with sheaths, are natural.

It's a match made in heaven.

After the incident, the red wave disappeared, and the green dew had been sealed for a long time.

Su Lanting almost forgot the last time he saw the green dew out of the sheath, when was it.

Now that she sees that green light again, even if the vitality in this green light is still fragile, how can she not let her burst into tears?

That green light not only shocked the hearts of the cultivators present, but also made the eyes of the bird demon open and flutter their wings.

Just a flap of wings, a majestic wave of air has gushed out, lifting down countless falling rocks.

Ji Ming's clothes fluttered in the wind, and his already scattered hair became more and more messy.

But he didn't fall with the rocks that had been shaken down by the waves.

He was like a green leaf fluttering in the wind, gently falling on the harpy's body.

The sword bloomed on the neck of the bird demon, and in addition to the greenery, another little spark bloomed, and then blood splattered, blooming into the air and disappearing.

Ji Ming's eyes froze, he slapped his palm on the cliff wall, and fell down with the still turbulent air waves, and after landing on the ground, he took dozens of steps back to stabilize his body.

Most people, including Yu Changsong, looked at Ji Ming with complicated eyes.

Being able to attack a five-hundred-year-old cultivator and flee almost unscathed was already an indescribable feat for them.

And they also saw the rumored knife that the demon hunter would never unsheath, and saw the knife that was green all over the cliff.

The name of the demon hunter is really not in vain.

The bird demon had already spread its wings at this time and swooped out towards Ji Ming.

Everyone could see the burning anger in its eyes.

Yu Changsong said loudly: "Up!"

With his shout, except for the three Dharma Sect members such as Bei Ming Cultivator and Wu Ya, everyone who was originally watching the battle shot out.

This long-planned demon hunt has finally officially begun.