"Dear masters, thanks to everyone's help these days, I, Ling Fei, have never liked to talk nonsense. I will hold a dinner tonight to invite you. In addition, you can also count the losses of your own sect and report them to our Lingtian Zhan Sect. All the losses, our Lingtian Zhan Sect, are all covered!"

Ling Fei has always disliked owing favors to others. These sects came to help him, and many people died. Ling Fei was not so inhumane.

Regardless of whether there were festivals or not before, at least in the face of danger, as a descendant of Yan and Huang, Ling Fei cannot lose his conscience!

The heads of those sects were a little shy.

When the barbarians invade, the Chinese cultivation sects must unite to resist foreign enemies, which is a rule.

So in a sense, no matter how much you lose, others don’t need to compensate you. At most, please give you a meal.

But when he arrived at Ling Fei, he actually had to cover the loss!

You know, there are at least dozens of large sects here!

Each sect counts at least 500 people, which is the number, which is several thousand or even tens of thousands!

What about the losses of the Dragon Group?

And there is another top priority here, that these people are not ordinary people, but not just pay hundreds of thousands of dollars per person. These people are at least innate monks, and there are even foundation-building monks. Even a few of them may exist even if they are forming pills!

These people may have tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of lives in one lifetime! Can Lingtian Zhanzong afford to lose?

"Sect Master Ling, no need, no need, everyone is the descendants of Yan and Huang, and these are all due."

Ling Fei shook his head.

"We must pay compensation. It is not easy for everyone to cultivate disciples. We can't let everyone suffer because of the Lingtian Zhan Sect. Our Lingtian Zhan Sect doesn't have much money. Innate cultivators will pay 10 million, 50 million yuan in foundation building, and 100 million yuan in elixir cultivators. How about it? If it is not enough, you can add it."

A large group of heads suddenly turned red, and they all opened their eyes wide and waved their hands repeatedly.

"Enough is enough! Sect Master Ling is really rich and powerful!"

At this time, almost everyone, even if they were beaten by Ling Fei before, were in a very happy mood!

Who would be unhappy if you give such a large sum of money?

Ling Fei nodded and then rushed to the disciple of the sect behind him and said:

"I have all sealed the cultivation of those people. You can go and click the number of people, and then go to various countries to report the news and ask them to use money to redeem people. No matter how profound the cultivation level is, all one person will have 100 million. First redeem the innate, then redeem the foundation, and finally form a pill."

The sectarians who were still secretly happy because Ling Fei lost money, the expressions on their faces of the secretly happy faces suddenly turned into petrification.

I'm going, it turns out you are planning to ask for compensation from other countries?

Moreover, if a person has 100 million, he must redeem it from the lowest level. In that country, for the sake of his own elixir and foundation-building monks, would he spend all of them crazy?

There are 200,000 in this battle, which is 20 trillion! Compared with the compensation lost by major sects in China, it is really a witch.

At this time, everyone really wanted to slap themselves a few big mouths. Damn, what's the point? I'd have known it would have been a little more. Now, I'm so reserved, right? Am I dumbfounded?

But you can't ask Ling Fei for it first, right? That's it that he's slapped himself in the face naked? Where can he put this old face?

For a moment, everyone felt like they were crying without tears.

Ling Fei couldn't help frowning.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No, no, no, Sect Master Ling is powerful and wise, how dare we feel uncomfortable?"

After saying that, everyone shook their heads repeatedly.

Then, Ling Fei ordered the disciples of Lingtian Zhan Sect to clean up the battlefield first and burn all the corpses to avoid any plague.

Disciples from other sects also came forward to help.

Ling Fei must have at least tens of billions of compensation. If you have money, you can make the devil's grinding. Who doesn't do your best?

As for Ling Fei, he came to the meeting hall of Lingtian Zhan Sect, where the Supreme Elder Ling Yun was lucky to heal his wounds.

Feeling someone coming, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw that it was Ling Fei, and was slightly surprised. Then, he immediately wanted to stop exercising his skills and was about to step forward to kowtow to Ling Fei.

Ling Fei came to his side in an instant and pressed his shoulder.

"Don't get up and continue to use your energy to heal your injuries."

As he said that, he infused Ling Yun with a powerful and pure true energy from the palm of his hand. Ling Yun was shocked and immediately began to use his energy to heal his wounds. The injuries in his body healed quickly. Without ten breaths, he was safe and sound.

"Huh~!"

After finishing his work, he immediately got up and knelt down to his head and kowtowed to Ling Fei.

"The Sect Master, I am incompetent and was injured by the traitor Ling Feng. I am ashamed of the Sect Master's guidance. Please punish me."

Ling Fei helped him up from the air with help from the air.

"Elder Ling doesn't have to blame himself. You have done a good job. The coalition forces of the countries outside have been defeated by me. I still have something to do. I want to go back to Jiangbei city. You go out and help me arrange the work of my disciples, count our losses, and then help arrange the food and accommodation of friends from other sects. Please trouble you."

"Here. Don't worry, I will do these things well."

"Um."

Ling Fei nodded, and a little under his feet, and his body disappeared from the spot instantly.

When he returned again, he had already arrived in the downtown area of ​​Jiangbei City.

The city is still the same. After all, the mountains are too far away from here. In addition, the magnetic field of the cultivators is too strong, and these people cannot get close to them, otherwise they will suffer in great pain, so it has not affected the life here.

The reason why Ling Fei came back was that he was too worried about his family.

Since those barbarians know Lingtian Zhanzong, they will definitely know the information about their family members, and they don’t know what they should do.

However, just when Ling Fei was anxious and returned home, he saw Ling Xiaoqing leisurely swinging on the swing outside.

This made Ling Fei feel a little stunned.

"Brother Ling Fei, are you finally back?"

Ling Xiaoqing ran over with excitement and threw herself into Ling Fei's arms.

Ling Fei was a little surprised.

"Xiaoqing, hasn't anyone come these days?"

"Yes, I have!"

Ling Xiaoqing raised her innocent face and said with her big eyes:

"There are many foreigners and ninjas who want to kill people."

Ling Fei's heart tightened.

"Then have they hurt you? Where are they?"

"I was beaten away by my uncle."

"ah--?"

Ling Fei couldn't help but be stunned again, and then he saw his gentle and kind father carrying the trash can and taking out the trash.

His pupils shrank in an instant.

"Yuan...midst stage of Yuanying?"
Chapter completed!