The Pinnacle Of Life

Previously, Alex told Dorothy that he had a trump card. He did not say it for fun. Indeed, he did have one, his trump card was Neela.

Neela had experienced three thousand years after being imprisoned in the Soul Refining Tower previously. Although the Soul Refining Tower’s spell formation had been providing her the energy, too much time had passed in the end. Even if her Benares Dragon bloodline was strong, she was still far from recovering to her pinnacle. Therefore, facing Margaret and the two other experts in the villa earlier, she could not guarantee a sure win.

However, now that only Margaret was left, she could give it a try.

“My lord, my body is weak right now and I cannot fight alone, but I can assist you!”

“This woman is just a Profound Mystic little ant. There shouldn’t be any problem.”

‘How arrogant!’

In fact, it was not. She was a Benares Dragon, a member of the ancient divine dragon clan. Calling a Profound Mystic as an ant was not a problem at all. Hearing her arrogant tone, Alex was even more confident. So, he stopped in this valley and wanted to fight Margaret one on one.

When Alex looked at Margaret, she did not seem anxious either.

Among the incoming three people, Margaret was the most powerful as a Profound Mystic cultivator, but the other two were relatively weak Dorothy was the doughty Aunt Rockefeller who had endless means. She could definitely deal with those two people. Of course, it would be the safest choice to go to the island. With the help of the Eight Desolated Killing Formation, there should not be a problem.

you? I think I’ve never seen

coldly grunted. “Why are you asking so many

gaze was fixed. “You’re…

in this secular world. Within the people who bore hatred against him, only Colton Lawrence could have

“You’re looking for death!”

Immediately, she stomped her foot

of the Heavenly

Curse of the Blood

and surging demonic flames on her arm. A pitch-black demon emerged

instant, Alex felt a familiar sense

a member of the Blood Cult?” Alex said in shock as he feverishly

expect that you even knew about the Blood Cult. Now it’s even worse to keep you alive! Madam wants you to be sacrificed alive for Maxwell, but I just want your head, so, go to hell! Soon, all your family and friends will accompany you down there. No kin of yours shall be

“What?”

and his retreating footsteps gave a violent

he reached out his arm and grabbed onto the Dance of the Heavenly