Chapter 481: Kill Ben

As soon as he came up, he used a killer move, and the consumption of the Origin Fire was extremely large, and if it was not a last resort, he would never use it lightly.

It can be seen that this book has hated Long Jun into the bone marrow, and he only hated to kill him with one move to avenge the murder of his son.

In the face of this divine dragon origin flame, Long Jun did not dodge or dodge, his wand was raised high, the spell in his mouth was silently recited, and the pink light of the Dao Dao shot out from the head of the wand, and the light formed a protective cover several feet around Long Jun to resist the opponent's origin flame.

Long Jun looked at Ben coldly, this old thing, with a vicious heart, didn't care about the old feelings, that day, if it wasn't for Long Shi to let him escape, would he still have today?

The red flame slammed into Long Jun's pink mask, but it failed to damage the mask, but was eaten by the power of the mask, and the original burning origin flame became weaker and weaker at this time, and finally turned into a cluster of small flames, falling to the ground, turning into nothingness.

I couldn't believe that my eyes had just turned into nothingness, it was nothing else, but the Origin Fire that he had cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years, how could it be, how could it be, so weak and vulnerable?

"You, you've entered the realm of gods?" Ben's eyes are full of disbelief, among human beings, can there be strong people who have entered the divine realm?

How is this possible? She was only in her early twenties, how could she advance to the God Realm in such a short period of time?

He has been practicing hard for hundreds of thousands of years, and even if he has an excellent understanding, he has not been able to reach this situation!!

"That's right" Long Jun looked at Ben coldly and replied lightly.

"How is it possible, how is this possible???" Ben was forced to retreat by Long Jun, who stepped forward step by step, and couldn't help but murmur in his mouth: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible"

Long Jun raised his hand, waved his palm at Ben heavily in the air, and said angrily: "Do you know that in this world, there have always been people outside the people, and there are mountains outside the mountains, and it is your arrogance that has ruined you and your son." ”

Palm Wind Hunting, the illusory palm wind, in the air, seems to be substantial, turning into countless giant palm prints, and fiercely imprinting on Ben's chest.

Ben was silent in disbelief, he couldn't extricate himself, the wind struck, he didn't notice it for a while, he didn't even have time to dodge, only heard a muffled sound, Ben's body flew backwards, slammed into the solid stone wall, and knocked out a humanoid imprint of the stone wall.

Ben Wah spat out a mouthful of blood, his body slowly slid to the ground, after this blow, all five organs were injured, the muscles and veins were broken, even if he didn't die, he would be a waste man, no, a waste dragon.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Long Jun from afar, the beautiful and refined woman, her body was full of murderous aura.

"Even if the old man dies, he will never let you go, and he will never let you go." Ben looked at Long Jun viciously, opened his mouth and bit his tongue fiercely, until he spit out a mouthful of black blood.

Ben's head hung down so heavily that he could no longer lift it.

"Humph!" Long Jun snorted coldly and turned around and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

Jingsheng was entangled and fighting with a large number of guards, flames flying all over the sky, and ice and wind splashed everywhere.

"Stop," Long Jun shouted after Jingsheng.

Long Jun's voice was not loud, but it was very appropriate to drill into the ears of everyone present.

Jingsheng withdrew his strength and retreated behind Long Jun, holding his big head high and his eyes wide open, signaling the dragon minions not to act rashly.

The guards didn't know Jingsheng, but they knew Long Jun.

At the beginning, the young patriarch led her to the clan, that look, that temperament, but no one who has seen it, can forget it.