Destined Martial God

"Ling Yuan, prepare to attack!"    

Shaking his head, the beastie felt that Yu Haoran, who had transformed into a macaque, was not as easy to deal with as Ling Yuan had said.    

"Aooo!"    

Just as Ling Yuan was about to attack, Yu Haoran who was ready, roared towards the sky, the roar resonated through the clouds, shocking all the beasts within thousands of miles from the spirit vein, causing them all to tremble and crawl on the ground.    

On a Yin Spring mountain peak less than a thousand kilometers away from the spirit vein, Wu Zhengjun, who was having difficulty calming down and cultivating, would either stand guard at the bottom of the mountain, waiting for Yu Haoran's return, or rush to the peak in search of his figure.    

Regarding this, Lie Yun and Zhang Rou did not say anything.    

After coming into contact with Yu Haoran several times, they knew how deep their friendship was. As long as Yu Haoran didn't return to the Yin Spring Mountain, it would be difficult for him to calm down.    

He returned to the halfway point of the mountain and decided to wait until he reached the summit to see if he could see Yu Haoran's figure. Suddenly, he heard the roars of macaque and Wu Zhengjun immediately stood up.    

"Not good, this is the secret technique of the macaque that Senior Brother Yu is using, looks like he encountered a very thorny problem!" Sensing the power of the roar, Wu Zhengjun's expression could not help but change.    

Although he had never seen Yu Haoran charging alone into Zhi Fafeng and transforming into a macaque and fighting against the Peak Master of Zhi Fafeng before, he was still very familiar with the roars of the macaque at that time.    

Therefore, Wu Zhengjun planned to leave the Yin Spring Mountain and look for Yu Haoran to help him deal with this thorny problem.    

However, Lie Yun suddenly stopped him.    

"Senior Brother Wu, when Senior Brother Wu attempted to attack Zhi Fafeng, I was fortunate enough to be a guest of one of Zhi Fafeng's senior brothers. I witnessed the entire process of Yu Haoran's transformation with my own eyes, as well as the strength that he possessed after his transformation."    

Seeing Wu Zhengjun's complexion instantly darken and seemed to be on the verge of turning hostile, Lie Yun hurriedly explained.    

"Back then, Senior Brother Yu, who had transformed into a macaque, possessed the strength of a peak fourth stage Martial King. Not only did she instantly destroy Zhi Fafeng, the Peak Master of Peak Master Zhi Fafeng's top-grade Sovereign artifact, but she also pressured all of the Martial King experts present to the point that none of them dared to make a move."    

"Senior brother Wu, you should not be puzzled about the situation in Blue Moon Secret Realm, do you think that any beast could have the strength to break through to the Martial King Realm!?"    

"Do you think any of the beasts here are a match for Senior Brother Yu?"    

At the same time that the two consecutive rhetorical questions caused Wu Zhengjun to be speechless, the impulsive emotions also gradually calmed down.    

Just like what Lie Yun had said earlier, Senior Brother Yu, who had transformed into a macaque, possessed the strength of a fourth stage Martial King. Regardless of whether his opponent was also an expert of the Martial King or not, with his own strength of a third stage Martial Master, what would the result be?    

He might not be able to help his senior brother, or it might even affect his senior brother's performance because of his reckless appearance.    

"Hu!" After taking in a deep breath, Wu Zhengjun gloomily returned to the halfway point of the mountain, bent his knees, and sat down.    

Although he really wanted to cultivate with all his might so that he could have more strength and be able to help Senior Brother Yu, his cultivation and flesh had already reached the limits of the Blue Moon Secret Realm.    

Therefore, he could only wait for senior brother Yu to solve his problem and return to the Yin Spring Mountain.    

In a group of red rocks that were around two thousand kilometers away from the spirit vein, the source of the poison that was recalling every step of Yu Haoran's process of refining the Spirit Slaying Pill directly floated out of the water after hearing the loud roar of the macaque, and looked in the direction of the spirit vein as it spoke to itself with a solemn expression.    

"I never thought that Brother Yu, who had transformed into a beast, would actually have his true strength reach the Martial King Realm."    

"Looks like Brother Yu showed mercy when I pursued him!"    

Within the spirit vein!    

After he let out a loud roar to the sky, the hot blood in his body started to boil. Yu Haoran waved his hand to get bigger and thicker, it just perfectly suited his current size, which was as strong as my heart, and directly rushed into the spirit mist.    

"Brother Bewitching Soul, you stay in the fog and see how Brother takes off that kid's head." Ling Yuan who had already stabilized his cultivation shook his dragon head, and flew out of the spirit mist with a sinister smile.    

"Brat, prepare to die!"    

who was originally inside the spirit mist, in order to take care of the beastie, had always been suppressing his body's size, after assaulting the spirit mist, his entire body instantly grew larger.    

When Ling Yuan's body completely flew out of the spirit fog, he had already turned into a white dragon beast that was a hundred meters long.    

"Tower Spirit, your spirit veins have been promoted to Martial King. After condensing a soul body, your appearance is not too different from the legendary Divine Dragons." Seeing Ling Yuan, whose shape was ninety percent that of a Divine Dragon, Yu Haoran asked in shock.    

"Spiritual veins, also known as dragon veins, will naturally condense when forming the soul in the form of a divine dragon."    

"However, he is only in the form of a Divine Dragon. He does not have the strength of a Divine Dragon and the powerful skills that the Divine Dragon Legacy possesses."    

"Therefore, it can only be said that it looks like a god!" Tower Spirit, who had interacted with the divine dragon many times, looked at Ling Yuan with eyes filled with contempt.    

"Whether or not he has the strength of a divine dragon, we'll know after a try!"    

Regarding Tower Spirit's contemptuous evaluation, Yu Haoran did not give his any perspective.    

The one in his hand was as good as my heart, with the power of Mount Tai, he smashed towards Ling Yuan who had a high-grade fifth-ranked spirit vein that could condense his divine soul.    

Facing Yu Haoran's attack, which was as strong as my own, Ling Yuan did not have any intention of dodging. He directly waved his huge dragon tail, and then welcomed the attack with heavy blows.    

"Boom!"    

After the first clash of the Dragon Tail and my mental rod, the sky above the spirit vein immediately rumbled.    

Accompanying the explosion, the staff in Yu Haoran's hand, which was as good as mine, was bounced back into the air, to the point that Yu Haoran, who had turned into a macaque, had no choice but to take three steps back to stabilize the staff.    

macaque was a beast known for its strength.    

If my mind is good, not only is it a weapon that represents power, it is also a top-tier magic tool that can amplify power by several times, or even dozens of times.    

As a result, even though Yu Haoran was forced three steps back, he was still almost smashed to the ground.    

"Aooo!" In just the first exchange, he was completely at a disadvantage, which made Ling Yuan very angry.    

He, who had flown back to the sky, was just like Yu Haoran just now, raising his head to the sky and releasing a deafening roar. Then, he opened his huge dragon mouth, and suddenly spat out a ball of floating white energy at Yu Haoran.    

"Break for me!" Seeing the white ball of energy that Ling Yuan had shot out, Yu Haoran similarly had no intention of dodging.    

It directly activated the ability of my mind's work to get thicker and longer, and then relied on the even more powerful physical strength of the macaque to directly push against the white ball of energy.