The Pinnacle Of Life

“I’ll kill myself in front of you!” Shelly’s eyes widened as she stared at him and looked like she was about to fly into a tantrum.

“Forget it Forget it. Look at this angry face. It’s bulging into a ball.” Alex reached out and fiercely pinched her delicate, smooth face.

Murderous intent filled Shelly’s eyes, but she endured it for the sake of 30% divine power.

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William had another onset that night. This time, he even chipped off a corner of the Immortal Locking Bed. The soul power that had been planted into his soul was visibly very powerful. Furthermore, it started to have self-consciousness.

Alex noticed that his father’s eyes were full of resentment and murderous intent when he looked at him.

“We can’t wait any longer!”

Alex decided to leave that night.

prepared Rockefeller Manor by turning it into an iron fortress with numerous spell formations. Whether it was defensive formation or slaying formation, he had done the

also the help of the Mystic Maiden of the Nine Heavens during that time. Even if an Immortal Monarch were to barge in, he would suffer a

spell formations, so there should not be any problem if they worked together to operate the spell formations. Meanwhile,

arduously come to the Wasteland and had many pending things to do. Since the spiritual energy was about to be revived, it did not want to work like a horse for someone else. Moreover, Alex, who had provoked an Immortal Monarch, was not far from death, and

ran far away. It wanted to travel

pretty girl in the wilderness… Oh, it was a sow. It was trying to pretend to be handsome and then seduce the sow. So it never expected that the Mystic Maiden of the

enveloped its body, it immediately rolled on the ground and yelled in pain. The frightened sow ran away frantically

heard the sow complain. “So this guy has epilepsy. It scared the hell

Pigsy obediently returned

soon the old pig saw Alex, it flew into a rage. “Little minion, you’re a d*mn scammer. Where’s the peerless head that you promised? In the end,

it so that it flew dozens of

scared off the pretty sow anyway. My pig

the Xavion Sword

begged for mercy. “Brother, I was wrong! Please don’t castrate me! I, the old pig, am still

“You have a mother?”

Do you think that I popped out of a