The Strongest Anger Upgrade System

An eighth-level fire phoenix bird suddenly flew up, a gray robe with two beards, a man with a rune sword in his right hand and a fish intestine dagger in his left hand suddenly jumped off the bird's back.

Fu Jian suddenly slashed, and a thunder fire smashed down in the air.

"Boom" with a loud noise, a sword forced the six nine-level masters.

Kong Gaoyi was shocked and shouted: "Li Xiuyuan!"

"quick!"

"Kill Lin Chen!"

"During f*ck daydreams, I will die for the old lady." Xing Ruorui was wearing a dragon-scale armor, striding towards the meteor, half-lengthed into a dragon.

A punch went to block their attack again.

"Master! I'm here." The little deer flew over, holding a cyan guqin.

For a while, countless masters all reunited with Wudang, Lin Chen coughed out a mouthful of blood, glanced at everyone, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Xing Ruorui saw that Lin Chen had turned into a human and a ghost at this time, a colic came from her chest, and her eyes were red.

"Lao Niangcao f*ck!" She suddenly let out a long roar, and rushed towards the six people.

At this time, the dragon armor covered her whole body, with blue wings on her back.

Lin Chen stood up slowly, and suddenly pulled out her shoulders.

Xing Ruorui's dragon armor slowly dissipated, Lin Chen patted her on the shoulder lightly, and said faintly, "It's okay if you are all right."

The eyes of Xiaolu were red, and they hadn't seen each other for nine years...nine years.

Xing Ruorui cried out, crying like a child out of breath.

She wanted to touch Lin Chen's face, but she was too late to get her hands off. The dead flesh and scars on Lin Chen's face felt like they were engraved in her heart.

Li Xiuyuan calmed down first, his Adam's apple rolling, choked up and asked: "Kill or not?"

Li Xiuyuan, Xing Ruorui, Xiaolu, these three ninth-level masters all exist with one enemy and two, and they are extremely powerful.

"Brother Chen! Here we are!" He Jingtong Zhu Zhiwen drove the eighth armor and fell in front of a few people.

Tianfu and the others looked gloomy, this time the plan was really ruined.

Lin Chen coughed, "It's just a few craps, I'll be enough by myself."

"Arrogant, Lin Chen, you are already seriously injured!"

"Really?" Lin Chen murmured with a smile.

"Turn on the system..."

Host level: 4

Physical fitness: handicapped

Mental state: medium energy mental power

Rage value: 80 million / 100 million

Strength: 4.0

Speed: 3.5

Brain development: 0.40

Skills: Skillful Tongues (Level One) Hardening (Level Two) Shocking (Level Two)

Points: 2550/10000

"Repair hearing, repair vision..."

"Ding, repairing hearing and vision requires 8 million points of anger, to determine whether to repair."

"Sure!"

"Repair meridians." Lin Chen.

"The repair of meridians requires ten million points of anger."

"Fix the left hand!"

"It takes 10 million anger points to repair."

"Upgrade your body!"

"All upgrades require 50 million anger points."

"Confirm to upgrade."

"Ding! The upgrade and repair succeeded!"

Lin Chen's eyes returned to their original state, and the scars on his body fell off and new flesh grew.

Granulation sprouted from the left arm, and one arm slowly grew out.

Xing Ruori looked at all this in surprise, and Lin Chen returned to the original state.

"Ding! The points are full, and the system is upgraded to level 6."

"Ding……"

A series of reminders came from the system, the meridians were repaired, and the surging spiritual energy poured into Lin Chen's body.

Dark clouds in the sky gathered, "Little Zhou Tianxuan Gong" went crazy, and a turbulent spiritual energy vortex gathered above Wudang.

But the center of the whirlpool pointed directly at Lin Chen, and everything in his body suddenly withered to death.

"Boom" A muffled noise came from Lin Chen's body.

"Seventh level of Qi training! Breakthrough."

"Rumble." Suddenly the sky thunder rolled and thunder was brewing in the dark clouds.

Servant Cao was suddenly stunned, "Is this? Crossing the Tribulation? Crossing the Tribulation at the seventh level?"

"How can this be?"

Kong Gaoyi's expression changed, and he shouted: "Chance! Don't let him survive the catastrophe."

"quick!"

"I see who can break the little monk's golden bell." Monk Lu Zhi stood in front of Lin Chen.

His whole body shone with Buddha's light, and the golden light enveloped Lin Chen.

Kong Gaoyi's face was gloomy, "Monk? Do you Shaolin want to be our enemy?"

"We Shaolin can't escape from the world, and we never become enemies. If you insist on killing Lin Chen, you will pass the little monk level."

"There are a few more brothers!" He Jingtong, Zhu Zhiwen, even though he was at the eighth level, was not afraid at all, staring coldly at the people in front of him.

With a "bang", the sky thunder exploded, and a beam of thunder struck the little monk's golden bell.

The little monk spit out a mouthful of blood, his face pale as paper.

He threw the broken lama hat and his robes into the sky, and the lama hat and robes directly wrapped the dark clouds of thunder in the sky.

"Booming," the raging thunder and lightning continued to flicker, and the thunder light threw his lama hat and robes.

With a "boom", the two objects exploded directly, and a purple lightning that resembled a small snake slammed down.

The little monk's complexion suddenly changed, a relic was spit out from his mouth, and purple lightning passed through the relic and sank into the Lin Chentian Linggai.

Lin Chen slowly opened his eyes, and the relic returned to the little monk's mouth.

At the real level 7, Lin Chen watched the ninth level masters below.

They felt Lin Chen's power and shudder from the depths of their souls.

The little monk coughed up a mouthful of blood, folded his hands to Lin Chen, bowed his head, and slowly said, "Donor Lin, let them go!"

Lin Chen looked back at him and said lightly: "I thank the monks for helping me overcome the catastrophe, but why should I let them go?"

"Looking at the thin face of my Shaolin, these are all ninth levels. After the battle, each ninth level is a rare resource. You have killed enough, don't kill again."

Lin Chen laughed loudly: "What are you Shaolin pretending to be here? Why didn't you come out when my dad was killed? When I was going to kill them today, you came out?"

"Amitabha, everything has its own destiny! The little monk didn't come out at that time, but didn't have to come out."

"The hatred of killing my father is not shared." Lin Chen glanced over everyone present.

"Lin Chen! Tell me clearly, what is the enemy of killing the father?" Cao Pusheng shouted.

"Nine years ago, your five major sects and the three major forces used my father as bait. I can remember clearly that your servant Cao Sheng was on the spot."

"Fart! I've been healing since I came out of the vine forest. What you said just doesn't exist."

"I saw it with my own eyes, can there be fakes?" Lin Chen said angrily in disbelief.

"Sometimes you see it, it's not necessarily true." The little monk said slowly with his hands folded.

"Lin Chen!" At this moment, a man in a robe walked out of the gate of Wudang.

Lin Chen looked up, two lines of clear tears flowed down uncontrollably, and her lips kept trembling.

"dad……"

Lin Yong shaved, and six scars burned on his head.

Lin Chen looked at Lin Yong incredulously. He clearly remembered that his father had died in Poyang Lake? How could it appear in Wudang at this time?

The little monk smiled pale and said: "The monks don’t speak any words, the little monk said, to protect everyone from death..."

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