Everyone has a golden finger, and I can copy

The carriage moved forward slowly, and more and more people gathered around.

The people of the Lingjiao Realm had never seen such an operation. They looked at the moving carriage with curiosity in their eyes.

Watching the excitement is something that all intelligent creatures enjoy.

However, when all the Lingjiao people saw the words on the two flags, they all showed anger.

When Mo Nan shouted that sentence, the scene suddenly exploded.

When they saw that this arrogant guy didn't even have a spiritual horn on his head that symbolized dignity, they felt greatly humiliated.

"Low class, are you looking for death?"

"Dare to disrespect the noble son of the Horned God, you will die!"

"You and your tribe will be punished by the Giant Saint!"

All the guys with long horns cursed, but no one dared to step forward.

Gao Cai, this ‘low-class person’ waved his hand and knocked a fifth-level strongman away. Everyone saw the scene. They didn’t think they were better than the fifth-level strongman.

And those low-class people who had been walking with their heads down also raised their eyes slightly, and their sights passed through the gaps in the hair and looked in that direction.

When they saw that the person who dared to challenge the entire Giant Spirit City looked almost the same as them, and even his horns were not as long as theirs, their eyes were full of confusion and curiosity.

What’s going on? How can he practice? This is against the heavenly order.

On the roof of the car, Mo Nan sat cross-legged, unmoved by the various remarks of the people around him.

It seems that there is no shortage of strong-mouthed kings.

“Arrogant person, die!”

A loud shout sounded, and a figure soared into the air and rushed towards Mo Nan.

In his hand, he also held a huge weapon similar to the Fang Tian Hua Ji, with light flashing on the weapon, and a strong aura spread.

The long spear pierced the air, and the sound of sonic boom exploded.

"Great, it's Lord Juye!"

"Lord Juye is the number one person under the Spirit King in the entire Lingjiao Realm. This inferior person is dead!"

However, before the joy on their faces faded, they saw a figure flying backwards and smashing into the crowd.

A closer look showed that it was Lord Juye they were talking about.

Lord Juye was struggling to get up at this moment, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Everyone was shocked. This inferior person was so powerful?

Looking at Juye who struggled to get up and staggered away, everyone was confused.

Mo Nan did not intend to kill these guys who came to challenge. At least, before the Lingjiao clan made the final decision, Mo Nan did not intend to kill the Lingjiao clan members who had no reason to die.

These are all potential stocks that will go to the front line of the starry sky battlefield in the future. How can they die like this?

"Low class, your farce should end."

A faint voice sounded from the sky, and a stream of light came rapidly from a distance.

Then came a punch that blew up the space!

Where his fist passed, a long dark void crack emerged, and the powerful void gale destroyed all the buildings along the way.

Seeing this scene, the flames that had just been extinguished in the hearts of the onlookers began to burn again.

"It's Lord Julang! A strong man in the middle stage of the Spirit King!"

"Lord Julang, kill this arrogant low class!"

Unlike others, those short-horned people who kept their heads down were sweating in their hearts.

This guy who came out of nowhere was simply the light of their low class. The other party also mastered the method that low class people could practice, so he couldn't just die like this.

.However, the next moment, everyone's expression froze on their faces again.

The punch that fell from the sky was easily blocked.

The punch that was enough to shatter the space did not even lift the corner of the clothes of the figure sitting cross-legged.

When the two fists collided, Lord Julang flew backwards to the sky at a faster speed than when he came, spilling a lot of blood along the way.

Seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded.

Just when the scene fell into silence, another loud shout sounded.

"I will fight you!"

In the distance, another stream of light came quickly, and the powerful momentum came again.

"It's Lord Juhu! The cultivation of the peak of the Spirit King!"

"This guy who looks very young, even if he is strong, there should be a limit, right?"

However, what happened in the next moment disappointed everyone again.

The attack that was enough to split the mountains and break the river did not even lift the curtain of the carriage.

After a muffled sound, a figure flew backwards again, spilling blood in the sky.

Scene, no one spoke casually anymore.

The atmosphere became weird.

…

On the outskirts of the crowd, two streams of light fell and turned into two figures.

It was the Horn Maniac and the Giant Saint.

Just as the two landed on the top of the stone house, several more streams of light fell and stood behind them.

The Giant Saint looked at the carriage that had stopped not far away and frowned.

At this moment, all the buildings around the carriage had turned into nothingness, but the carriage was not affected at all. Two conspicuous flags were fluttering in the wind, telling of the ridicule and disdain for the Giant Spirit City, or more accurately, for the entire Spirit Horn Clan.

Especially the young figure sitting cross-legged on the carriage, which made the Giant Saint even more confused. After his careful observation, the man's spirit horns were not so small that they were almost invisible, but that he had no spirit horns at all.

When the Horn Maniac on the side saw that figure, his eyes were filled with doubts.

The Giant Sage also noticed the strangeness of the Horned Maniac. He turned his head and looked at him, frowning and said:

"Do you know him?"

Horned Maniac's eyes became solemn and he shook his head:

"I have some guesses, but I can't be sure yet."

"Oh? You can tell me anyway." The Giant Sage said.

"Lord Giant Sage, if I'm right, this person may be a human."

When Horned Maniac was on the Savage Plain, he saw Mo Nan's shadow clone. By comparison, he had some guesses about the identity of the figure sitting cross-legged on the carriage.

"Human?"

The Giant Sage was shocked when he heard this.

The Giant Saint turned his head again, carefully looking at Mo Nan, muttering:

"Is this the human race? It's really scary that he has such a high level of cultivation at such a young age."

The Giant Saint also knew some information about the human race. The Horned Man had introduced it to him before. In addition, when the Horned Saint entered the passage for the first time and was slapped back to the Spirit Horn Realm by a strong man of the human race, he immediately gathered several powerful men of the Spirit Horn Clan to discuss matters related to the human race.

At this moment, a voice sounded behind him:

"Master Giant Saint, let me go meet him."