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Neighboring Ningxi County and Guangbei County, the number of Yuan Shen experts in these two counties combined is not as many as the Ling family's Yuan Shen experts.

Therefore, the Ling family has five guest ministers, plus five powerful men in the Yuan Shen realm, which is enough.

In addition to those in the Yuanshen realm, the Ling family now has many Yuanying strongmen.

The number of Nascent Soul experts has exceeded thirty.

There are more than 300 powerful people in the innate realm.

Today, the Ling family is constantly getting stronger.

Because the Ling family has a lot of resources, with the help of these resources, the Ling family's strength is at its peak.

While chatting with Ling Zhentian, Ling Feng also learned that after Ling Zhentian opened the seal of the Holy Land, he also obtained many martial arts and combat skills in the Holy Land.

In addition to these exercises and combat skills, there are also many treasures.

It is with the help of these treasures that the Ling family's strength has been able to increase by leaps and bounds in a short period of time.

At the banquet, True Lord Jackdaw and the others kept toasting to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng was in a good mood today and would not refuse anyone who came.

Just as they were getting drunk, a waiter walked up to Ling Baichuan's ear and handed him a letter.

Ling Baichuan opened the letter.

When he saw the contents of the letter, his face immediately darkened.

He raised his head and said to everyone: "Everyone, you drink first, I have something urgent to deal with!"

"Get out of my way!"

At this moment, a roar came from outside the door.

"Bang bang!"

Ling Feng and the others looked up and saw two guards who were immediately beaten and sent flying in.

A fat middle-aged man walked in from the door.

This person is wearing a tattoo master's robe. Judging from the mark on his chest, this person is a fourth-grade tattoo master.

"Master Feng Lin, why are you here?"

After seeing the fat tattoo artist, Ling Baichuan immediately stood up and walked towards the fat man with a smile.

"Ling Baichuan, what do you mean? You're having a big dinner here and you didn't even call me?"

The fat tattoo artist looked at the delicacies on the long table in the living room with an angry look on his face.

"Master Feng Lin, didn't I see you were busy? That's why I didn't bother you!"

Ling Baichuan immediately smiled apologetically at the fat tattooist.

"I think you are deliberately trying to ignore me, right?"

The fat tattooist looked at Ling Baichuan and said angrily: "In that case, I won't do this job for you in the Ling family. You should find someone else!"

After saying that, the fat tattoo artist waved his sleeves fiercely, then turned around and walked out of the door.

"Master Feng Lin, don't go, don't be angry!"

When Ling Baichuan saw the fat tattoo master like this, he immediately walked up to him and stopped him.

When Ling Feng saw this scene, he frowned slightly, and then said to Ling Baichuan in his heart: "Grandpa, what on earth is going on?"

"It's like this. We are building a square in the back hill of our family. We need to carve seal patterns on the square. This fat man is the one we invited. His name is Feng Lin Zhenjun. But after he came to our Ling family, he originally planned to have three people.

The formation pattern carved by Yue Seal has been delayed for six months, and the seal has not been carved yet, and now it comes here to make trouble again!"

Ling Baichuan responded helplessly in his heart.

Although this True Lord Feng Lin is a strong man in the Yuanshen realm, his inscription technique is only at the fourth level.

But in the Southern Territory, even a fourth-grade inscription master is very powerful.

Although the Ling family's current strength is not what it used to be, Ling Baichuan still has to be polite in front of True Lord Feng Lin, because he knows that these tattoo masters are not easy to mess with.

"Just such a small thing?"

Ling Feng's eyes narrowed, and then he said in his heart: "Grandpa, leave this matter to me!"

"All right!"

Ling Baichuan nodded slightly.

Ling Feng stood up, then walked up to True Lord Feng Lin, and said to True Lord Feng Lin with an indifferent expression: "If you are interested, please get out of here immediately and carve the seal for me for the Spirit Gathering Formation.

Otherwise, the consequences will be serious!”

After Ling Feng said this, True Lord Feng Lin was stunned for a moment, and then asked Ling Feng: "Who are you?"

"I am the ninth elder of the Ling family!"

Ling Feng said calmly to True Lord Feng Lin.

Originally, True Lord Feng Lin thought that Ling Feng had some great background, but when he found out that Ling Feng was just an elder of the Ling family and the ninth elder, he immediately became furious and cursed Ling Feng:

"Are you mentally ill? How dare an elder speak to me like this? Your head must be respectful when speaking to me!"

"Crack!"

Just after Taoist Master Feng Lin finished scolding Ling Feng, he suddenly felt a huge pain on his face, and then he was whipped out.

"Bang!"

Taoist Master Feng Lin's body flew six to seven meters and then fell to the ground.

"Xiao Feng, what are you going to do?"

Seeing Ling Feng suddenly take action against True Lord Feng Lin, Ling Baichuan's expression changed and he immediately sent a message to Ling Feng in his heart.

"Grandpa, please don't worry about it. I have my own discretion in this matter!"

Ling Feng responded in his heart.

Ling Baichuan originally wanted to say something, but he held back.

He also knew that Ling Feng was by no means a reckless person.

And in the past six months, he has had enough of this True Lord Feng Lin. Now seeing True Lord Feng Lin being whipped by Ling Feng, he felt a little relieved in his heart.

"this???"

The other elders of the Ling family and the guests also looked shocked when they saw this scene.

This True Lord Feng Lin is a fourth-grade tattoo master and a member of the Tattoo Master Pavilion.

Such people have a special status, and few people dare to offend them.

But now Ling Feng dared to take action against True Lord Feng Lin, which shocked them all.

"Boy, how dare you hit me? I'm dead!"

True Lord Feng Lin got up from the ground, covered his red and swollen cheeks, and cursed Ling Feng.

The two guards of the Ling family who had been injured by True Lord Feng Lin before were also stunned when they saw True Lord Feng Lin being beaten.

"Am I dead? What a loud statement!"

Ling Feng looked at the furious True Lord Feng Lin, a smile appeared on his lips, and then his figure flashed and appeared in front of True Lord Feng Lin in an instant, and he struck out at True Lord Feng Lin again.

True Lord Feng Lin's expression changed, and his soul immediately released.

"boom……"

A powerful momentum burst out from Zhenjun Fenglin's body.

Behind the soul of True Lord Feng Lin, there are six layers of phantoms.

This Lord Feng Lin turned out to be a strong man at the sixth level of Yuan Shen.

The first thing he did after releasing his soul was not to fight back, but to subconsciously avoid Ling Feng's palm towards him.

However, Ling Feng's palm was very fast and instantly hit the other side of Zhenjun Feng Lin's face that was not swollen.

"Crack!"

True Lord Feng Lin was drawn and flew out again.

"this?"

Everyone in the hall was stunned by the scene in front of them.

They didn't expect that Ling Feng could actually draw Zhenjun Zhonglin.
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