The Strongest Anger Upgrade System

"Fuck you, get out!" A rotten egg was suddenly thrown out of the fence and hit his feet.

"When Laozi was cold and starving, why didn't you come? Demon Cult, demon you fucked your head and poked your spine? I don't know who poked the spine? You don't have this kind of force, you can save people!"

"Fuck! Fight if you want, a lot of bullshit."

I saw an old man popping out of his head inside the wall and yelling.

And this old man turned out to be a second-tier red warrior, Yu Hongwei was shocked and at the same time humiliated.

Logically speaking, such an old man no longer has the possibility of cultivation. Such an old man should not have any cultivation potential, and it is unlikely that he will awaken to become a red warrior.

But he is not only a red warrior, but also a second-tier Qi training, which is very surprising.

However, a second-level Qi Lian dare to challenge him and throw eggs. How can Yu Hongwei be tolerated?

"Kill!" Yu Hongwei roared.

Thousands of red warriors under him, twenty eight-level masters dispatched half of them to rush towards the wall.

Hundreds of formations on the ladder were launched, and some low-level practitioners lost their way in the formation, and the internal killing formation consumed the low-level red warriors.

However, there were a few eighth-level red warriors whose formations did not last long and were quickly destroyed.

The three spirit beasts at the door, the big white tiger with eye-catching eyes are extremely fierce, and a mouthful of the white tiger's light wave can kill a level six master.

The Hundred Years Black Tortoise is unparalleled in defense, and a master below level 8 can't break through the defense at all.

But the most frightening thing was Brother Flathead, who hadn't fought well in nine years was finally able to fight. At this time, his fighting spirit was so high that he directly broke through the seventh level of Qi training and became a level eight spirit beast.

With the armor Lin Chen left for him, the flat-headed brother does not need to worry too much in defense, he rushed into the crowd like a tiger into a flock.

It can't resist a claw just below level 6, and ordinary attacks at level 8 can't cause any damage to it at all.

Whoever hits it, it just rushes to do it without killing it.

Ten eighth-levels are the first to bear the brunt, and the laser cannons on the wall are the first to play their role.

A shot that was caught off guard fell, and an eighth level fell directly.

The power of this laser cannon is really powerful, especially in this defensive battle, it can play its role.

These eighth-level cultivators will be targeted by the machine gun as long as one is not careful, and they will basically take off a layer of skin when the shot comes down.

Just when they finally rushed to the wall, layers of power grids appeared on the wall, and some red warriors who were caught off guard were directly electrocuted into coke.

The laser cannon roared every five minutes, thrilling and threatening their lives all the time.

Several level 8 masters worked together to break the power grid. However, as soon as the power grid was broken, many robots appeared inside, and there were even humanoid mechas that could only be seen on the battlefield.

Each of these mechas was more than three meters high, and even a sixth-level master couldn't move it.

Moreover, the number is so large that the budget of ten eighth-level cultivators is simply not enough.

The follow-up eighth-level masters quickly added, in addition, there are nine-level masters, and they also played two of them in the wrong situation.

One of them was stopped by the elder of the spirit beast gate, and the other was stopped by the elder's ninth-level spirit beast swamp poison frog and the other seven-level cultivators.

But now it was the limit they could do, and there were three 9th-level masters behind.

The battle continued. Seeing a stalemate for a while, the remaining three ninth-level masters from the rear played in succession.

However, at this moment, a green bull with a bone knife appeared and stood on the wall, quietly watching them.

He chuckled and said, "You are so courageous. If I close up, you will come?"

"Lin Chen!" Several people were shocked. They felt their scalp numb, and they screamed. They didn't want to fight, and they backed away.

Yu Hongwei was even more surprised, and screamed: "Lin Chen! Are you still alive?"

He clearly saw Yang Lu's sword inserted into Lin Chen's heart that day. The battle was thrilling. He originally thought that the eighth-level and eighth-level masters should be enough to add formations. Yang Lu was only his rear hand.

But he didn't expect that Lin Chen would break the formation with the strength of the sixth level, and then break eight people in a row, and he almost handed it over there.

As a rare cultivator who survived Lin Chen, his fear of Lin Chen was naturally unspeakable.

"Retreat! Express!" Yu Hongwei shouted quickly.

The other ninth-level masters all stepped back and watched from a distance. This young man looked at them with eyes like the world, and put the bone knife on his shoulders and said lightly: "I am now at the seventh level. You said to kill you. Will the ninth level be the same as slaughtering a dog?"

The complexions of several ninth-level masters changed, and the expressions on their faces were uncertain.

"Come on, exactly five come together."

"It's okay to destroy my Mingjiao, I promise that as long as I live, your sect will never have a peaceful day."

The five ninth-level masters looked at each other one after another, and they directly led their troops to retreat. Twenty eighth-level masters left a sentence of the corpse of the eighth-level master, and one was seriously injured.

Dozens of other low-level cultivators died. The young man looked at the back of their departure and heaved a sigh of relief, and returned to the Light Tower.

When some people in the crowd saw this face, they burst into tears, Liu Qin, Lin Qian...Xing Ruorui in retreat.

"Little deer? Are you okay!" the old man of the spirit beast door asked.

Seeing that Lin Chen's appearance turned into a little deer again, the little deer shook his head and replied: "This is not a long-term solution. I just temporarily bluffed them with Chen's appearance, and I don't know how long it can scare them."

"If you can drag it for a while, let it be for a while! The head teacher should soon come out of the spirit beast garden, just wait for the head teacher to come out." The old man sighed.

The deer nodded and returned to his room.

The "Thousand Illusory Powers" left by Lin Chen were unpredictable, and the deer became Lin Chen's appearance at the critical moment.

Unexpectedly, Lin Chen hadn't come, but Yu Wei was still there. These guys were all in the way of Lin Chen, fearing that Lin Chen would be ruthless.

It would be too cost-effective to die at the door of Mingjiao. After waiting for nine years, I waited for a foundation-building master to break the way of heaven.

In this way, these ninth-level masters can also break through the foundation and ascend to pursue a more long-term longevity.

These people are very sorry one by one. Where can they dare to really work hard?

The crisis was temporarily resolved, Xiaolu's trick not only deceived outsiders, but even his own people.

Back to the fishing village...

Lin Chen has been in the fishing village for a month, the flames of war are still scorching, and the ice on the lake is beginning to melt.

He could catch some fish every day when he went out with the old fish head, at first one, and then several fish every day.

The old fish head can eat every day, and Lin Chen's eyes are getting more and more satisfied. He knows that with his old bones, if he can really catch fish, it would be nonsense.

Like him, other people's homes also go fishing for fish on ice, but they have never fished before, and only he can do it. The old fish head knows it very well, it's mostly because of Lin Chen.

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