Cui Ze didn't expect that Li Hailong would be stimulated by him, so he would directly show his hole cards.

"The disciple has also killed the opponent. ”

Li Hailong saluted respectfully to Li Mingzong's position.

Originally, Li Hailong thought that after he killed his opponent, he would definitely be rewarded by Li Mingzong as well.

As a true disciple of the Immortal Sect, Li Hailong didn't care about the merit value of those awards, he just didn't want to be compared to Cui Ze.

But in fact, contrary to what he imagined, after Li Hailong's voice fell, Li Mingzong didn't speak as if he hadn't heard it, let alone say anything reward.

Obviously, Li Mingzong was not satisfied with Li Hailong's performance.

After waiting for Li Mingzong's reply for a long time, Li Hailong also understood what the Great Elder meant, his face suddenly turned red, and he lowered his head and retreated to the side.

At this time, only Zhang Wenfang and Liu Yiming were left on the scene.

Both of them are at the peak realm of refining qi and transforming gods, and they are both true disciples of their own sects, and their strength is not much different.

Therefore, nearly half an hour has passed since the two have fought each other, but they are still fighting.

Liu Yiming, the true disciple of the Evil Extreme Sect, is far from being comparable to those who came before.

Even if there were disciples of the Immortal Sect all around, and there were three masters of the Divine Refining Void Realm next to him, Liu Yiming's expression did not change at all, he was just concentrating on fighting with Zhang Wenfang on the opposite side.

On the contrary, it was Zhang Wenfang, because he played the strongest hole card but still couldn't win the other party, and his mind gradually became irritable.

At this time, three black balls the size of a ping-pong ball suddenly appeared in Liu Yiming's hand, and they were thrown towards Zhang Wenfang opposite.

"What's that?"

At this scene, Zhang Wenfang hurriedly wanted to dodge.

He didn't know what it was, but he also understood that it was certainly not a good thing.

"Boom, boom!"

But Zhang Wenfang didn't expect that the three black balls thrown by Liu Yiming suddenly exploded when they approached him.

Caught off guard, Zhang Wenfang was directly blown away, and even several disciples of the Immortal Sect who were watching from the side were also injured by the broken metal pieces that flew out!

"Dang!"

The Zixiao Sword in Cui Ze's hand stalled in front of him, stopping a piece of metal that flew towards him.

"What is this?"

Cui Ze's eyes narrowed, he didn't expect Liu Yiming to have such a hole card on him.

It's just that Liu Yiming didn't have a place on his body where he could put the three black balls, where did he take out the three black balls?

Cui Ze's eyes looked up and down on Liu Yiming, and when he noticed a black ring on the fingers of his right hand, his expression couldn't help but move: "No, isn't it......?" This Liu Yiming even has a storage weapon on his body?"

Cui Ze couldn't believe his guess.

When he was in the fairy world, Cui Ze had seen a lot of storage magic weapons.

But after coming to the earth, Cui Ze has never seen it, even Li Mingzong, Hu Qiming and other elders have no storage magic weapons.

After all, the storage magic weapon involves space-type spells, and it is only possible to comprehend it when cultivating to reach the realm of immortals, which is not something that ordinary monks can involve.

But looking at Liu Yiming's move of taking out three black balls out of thin air just now, it is obvious that this can only be done by a storage magic weapon.

"Poof!"

When Cui Ze was in thought, Zhang Wenfang had been injured by the black ball and fell to the ground, completely losing his combat effectiveness after spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Liu Yiming stood where he was and did not continue to attack, because he knew that Li Mingzong would never let him kill Zhang Wenfang.

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Zhang to lose!"

"It's not good, then isn't this person let go?"

“……”

Seeing this result, the surrounding disciples of the Immortal Sect were in an uproar.

Zhang Wenfang had also killed the disciples of the Immortal Sect before, and if he was let go like this, the other disciples of the Immortal Sect would definitely be very unwilling in their hearts.

However, Li Mingzong, the great elder, had just let go, and everyone did not dare to disobey even if they were dissatisfied.

"Great Elder, can the junior leave?"

Liu Yiming turned to look in the direction of Li Mingzong, and asked respectfully.

Liu Yiming's expression was indifferent, and he didn't seem to notice the gazes of the disciples of the Immortal Sect around him who seemed to want to eat people.

"Let's go, don't let me see you again in the magic capital next time!"

Li Mingzong's voice came faintly.

Liu Yiming is a true disciple of the Evil Extreme Sect, his own strength and potential are not weak, and he may even enter the realm of refining gods and transforming voids in the future, adding a big enemy to the Immortal Sect.

However, that was at least a few decades later, and the current Liu Yiming was only a monk in the realm of refining qi and transforming gods, and Li Mingzong had not taken him too seriously, let alone broken his promise in order to keep him.

"Great Elder!"

The surrounding disciples of the Immortal Sect looked unwilling, but at this time, Li Mingzong had spoken, and they couldn't continue to make a move on Liu Yiming.

"Thank you, Elder Li!"

Liu Yiming's originally indifferent face finally showed a smile, he didn't dare to delay here, and his figure rose into the air and walked quickly into the distance.

"Hmph, take him down to recuperate!"

After Liu Yiming left, Li Mingzong snorted coldly and ordered to the disciples of the Immortal Sect present.

Obviously, although Liu Yiming left, Li Mingzong was still very dissatisfied with Zhang Wenfang's defeat to the other party.

Zhang Wenfang, who was lying on the ground, turned pale with a pale face, and was helped up by two disciples of the Immortal Sect with a look of shame.

No one noticed, and Cui Ze hid to the side and made a phone call.

"Now stop all the work in hand, mobilize all manpower and physics, and stare at Liu Yiming who just left, I want to know his next foothold!"

Cui Ze lowered his voice and ordered to the people in the Ministry of Information.

Cui Ze didn't know if the black ring on Liu Yiming's hand was a storage artifact, but even if there was only a 1 in 10,000 chance, he had to verify it himself.

In a place like the earth, where the aura is thin, the storage magic weapon is really too rare, and it can also bring great help to Cui Ze in the future.

"Yes, Mr. Cui, we'll arrange for someone to keep an eye on him!, but if he leaves the Demon Capital, do we still have to keep tracking?"

The people from the Ministry of Information immediately received the order, and then continued to ask Cui Ze.

The intelligence capabilities of the Ministry of Information are mainly concentrated in the vicinity of the magic capital.

If Liu Yiming left the Demon Capital, the difficulty of tracking him would increase dramatically.

"Keep tracking, no matter what it takes!"

Cui Ze replied without hesitation.

"Yes!"

The people in the Ministry of Information obviously didn't expect that Cui Ze attached so much importance to tracking Liu Yiming, and immediately didn't dare to slack off, and immediately started to make arrangements after hanging up Cui Ze's phone.