Cultivation starts from drawing superhuman physique

In Juyang City, all the forces were confused by the operations of the Spiritual Fantasy Divine Sect Li Shenzi. They didn't understand why they had to stand up for their opponents, and they still chose the very extreme method of "killing people in the city".

The fall of more than a dozen Xuanxian had a huge impact, and even the guards of the City Lord's Mansion hurried over.

A group of armored soldiers, connected with each other, formed a bloody military formation and surrounded 'Li Haoran'.

"Li Haoran, you dare to commit such atrocities in Juyang City, I advise you to be arrested as soon as possible!" Commander Qingjia stood in the military formation and shouted bravely.

Liao Songlin understood that the Linghuan Shen Sect was very powerful, and there was something fishy about this matter.

But the most important thing now is to stabilize the situation and prevent greater unrest in the city.

All doubts will definitely come to light when they reach the city lord's palace desk!

There were beads of sweat on Liao Songlin's forehead. Although this military formation was powerful and could easily capture and kill the cultivators at the peak of Xuanxian, what they were facing now was not ordinary Xuanxian monks.

He was the divine son of one of the top Taoist sects, and his combat power surpassed that of his peers, which could not be judged by common sense.

Once the opponent's mind goes crazy and the trapped beast continues to fight, then their cattle prison array may not necessarily be able to trap the opponent.

Maybe, a few more comrades will be killed or injured?

"Those big shots, why haven't they shown up to handle the situation?" Liao Songlin looked at the sky above, feeling secretly anxious.

Outside Juyang City, in a manor with endless pavilions and pavilions, a light of fire emerged from the void, crashed through the forbidden formation, and jumped into a secret room.

The real owner, Li Haoran, held the transmission talisman with a look of surprise on his face.

"Did I kill someone? How could it be possible..."

"No, someone must be impersonating me to do evil! I have to clarify myself quickly. It's really troublesome. Which force is targeting me!"

……

Just as Li Haoran rushed to the scene in a hurry, Su Poman's clone looked around and said disdainfully with an arrogant attitude: "Is this just an incarnation of me? You can't even think of trapping me, waiting for me When I come, I will kill you all! What kind of rubbish do you dare to confront our Spiritual Fantasy Sect!"

After saying that, before everyone could react, Su Poman's clone disappeared from the place like a phantom, as if it was really just an incarnation.

"How crazy! This divine son of the Spiritual Fantasy Sect actually doesn't take Commander Li of Juyang City seriously!"

"He does have crazy capital. Look, Li Haoran only sent out one incarnation and killed more than a dozen fellow monks. You can only imagine how powerful his original form is!"

"As expected of a genius!"

"I wonder how the Spiritual Fantasy Sect will handle this matter..."

"What can we do? This is a murder in the street. It must be business. If Li Haoran is caught, wouldn't Li Xuezhe get the top spot without having to compete?"

"This matter is quite weird. I think there may be some secret behind this matter!"

"What's going on behind the scenes in front of everyone? Could Li Haoran be someone else pretending to be someone else? His appearance can change, but his cultivation, aura and methods are exactly the same as Li Shenzi!"

"It's difficult, it's difficult. If this matter is not handled well, the Supreme Elder of the Spiritual Fantasy Sect will have to go crazy!"

……

Not long after Su Poman's clone disappeared, the real owner hurriedly came to the scene.

"Which little thief dares to pretend to be the Son of God and do evil?"

With a loud shout, Li Haoran stepped on the golden light, and circles of illusory figures emerged from behind, exuding tyrannical spiritual pressure and appearing in the field out of thin air.

There was silence in the venue, and Li Haoran noticed that everyone looked at him very strangely.

Liao Songlin narrowed his eyes, curled his mouth, and complained in his heart: "This kid... can really act! Do you think you can escape suspicion like this?"

"You direct and sing double recitals, do you think these people are fools?"

Thinking of this, Liao Songlin looked solemn, raised his head and said solemnly: "All officers and men listen to the order!"

"Here!" "Start the formation and capture Li Haoran!"

"promise!"

The figures of the guards of the Mysterious Immortal Realm followed the laws of space and changed their positions very quickly, and soon surrounded Li Haoran, forming a bloody formation.

Bucket-thick chains crisscrossed each other, with bloody electric lights attached to them.

"you!"

When Li Haoran saw this, he raised his finger and pointed, his nose almost crooked with anger. Then he realized and said quickly: "Misunderstanding! Everything is a misunderstanding! Someone is pretending to be..."

"Shut up!" Seeing Li Haoran's defense, Liao Songlin thought that Li Haoran had a guilty conscience, and then his aura became even stronger. He glared with a pair of tiger eyes and shouted angrily: "Li Haoran, your story has been exposed! Stop acting, I can't tolerate it in my eyes." A little bit of sand, what's the use of your defense now? Where has the majesty of calling me trash just now gone? If you have anything to say, let's stay in the prison and discuss it!"

When Li Haoran heard this, he felt even more angry, and there were a few deep red bloodshot eyes in his eyes.

"What did I do? If you don't even listen to the explanation, aren't you colluding with that thief?!"

When Liao Songlin heard this, his brows furrowed even deeper, "What a good boy, how dare you slander us and the city lord's personal guards!"

"Do it!"

With a command, the bloody array crashed down!

"Do you really think I'm made of clay?" Li Haoran was also really angry. If the decisive battle wasn't approaching, he wouldn't waste his time explaining anything.

"Wait a minute, do it!"

An illusory voice came from high in the sky, and the time and space around both parties seemed to fall into mud, and everything slowed down.

An old man wearing a wide robe with white feathers appeared in the clouds. With a point, the divine light fell and instantly disintegrated the military formation.

"I think there must be some misunderstanding. It would be better to clarify the matter before handling it!"

"Third Elder, you're finally here!" Li Haoran looked up with surprise on his face, obviously he recognized the person coming.

Liao Songlin staggered a few steps. He was the core of the military formation. If the formation was broken, he would suffer the greatest backlash.

If it weren't for the support of his colleagues behind him, he almost fell to the ground and made a huge fool of himself.

He looked up with a dissatisfied look, then bowed his head and stepped back, quietly sending a signal to his superior.

In fact, in Juyang City at this time, dragons and snakes were mixed together. The Jinxian worshiper who was stationed in the city lord's palace was always checking all parties with his spiritual consciousness. Even if he did not send a signal, a powerful person would stand up and speak.

When things got to this point, it was time for the Golden Immortal to come out and clean up the mess.

"Fellow Taoist Tianhua, why do you need to be so angry?"

In the eastern sky, a large cloud of purple air appeared out of thin air. A gust of wind blew by, and the purple air surged and spread. A fat old man with big palms appeared in it.

There is a thumb-sized horn between his eyebrows, and there are circles of cinnabar-red lines at the base of the horn.

His earlobes were thick, and there were two egg-sized bone earrings at the ends of his ears. He gently flapped the feather fan in his hand, and the purple energy behind him surged even more violently.

A scent like orchid and musk penetrated the nostrils of everyone nearby, making people feel inexplicably intoxicated as if they had drunk wine.

The tall and thin old man in the white feather Taoist robe had a smile on his face, bowed his head and said: "It turns out to be Taoist friend Zuiyang. We all know this. The little thief just now was clearly someone else... …”

"Hmph!" Taoist Zuiyang snorted coldly and directly interrupted the next words. The corners of his forehead moved slightly and he said unceremoniously: "Then what everyone knows better is that he provoked the little guy outside this small courtyard before. Which family do all the people come from! You still hurt people from my City Lord’s Mansion in public, do you really think that there is no one in Juyang City? Could it be that you, the Linghuan Shen Sect, are only allowed to be in the first grade of junior high school, and others are not allowed to be in the fifteenth grade?"

The continuous questioning made the tall and thin old man look a little ugly, and the atmosphere in the venue suddenly cooled down.

Liao Songlin smiled happily when he saw this, and looked at the fat back of Taoist Zuiyang with a hint of reverence in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Zuiyang, don't be angry. This matter was caused by my lack of consideration. I should compensate Commander Liao. My son of God has indeed nothing to do with this matter. He just came from Xinglian Villa outside the city..."

As he spoke, the tall and thin old man forced a smile on his face. He raised his hand and lifted a white jade elixir bottle out of thin air in front of Liao Songlin.