Bug Master In Doomsday

Pengshi's more than 30 powers, large and small, looked too weak in front of Wang Mang’s black armor. If you count them carefully, these 30 powers have many high-level abilities.

However, in the face of a formed unit, the black-armored soldiers who fought out from the war had almost two levels in terms of will and physical quality!

The setting sun to the west gradually sets, and the gentle evening sun shines through the windows on the floor of a banqueting room.

Wang Mang squinted his eyes and looked at the stunned abilities in front of him. He turned his head and said to the Fu Wendao beside him:

"Wen Dao, how many Tier 3 and Tier 4 are among these abilities?"

Fu Wendao stood beside Wang Mang, smiling and stroking the beard of his chin.

"Sir, there are more than six hundred and thirty people with third-order supernatural powers in this banquet hall, and eighty or ninety people with fourth-order.

This was only sent by the troops from Bai Jue's side. According to Qian Xiaobai's reply, the battle on his side was over, and the captives were sent over soon! "

"Okay!" Wang Mang was on the armrest of the chair, a joyful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Peng Shi's gains are far beyond my expectations. These supernatural players will all become my excellent soldiers in the future!"

His worm and mustard ring suddenly flashed, and the red and black Mo Lan suddenly appeared on his shoulder, without Wang Mang's words, as soon as Mo Lan saw this kind of scene, a strange disc was automatically condensed on his back.

The crystal clear white pills slowly condensed, and the four captains hurriedly came to take the white pills, handed them over to their subordinates, and let them pour down these superpowers!

Sitting on Wang Mang's left hand, Zhang Lan saw Mo Lan on his shoulder, and asked a little nervously: "Brother Mang, is this red and black bug also yours?!"

"You are the subordinate, the old lady is not Wang Mang's subordinate!"

When Mo Lan heard Zhang Lan's words, his limp body immediately stood up, and violently retorted to Zhang Lan!

"Oh! Can you tell me how you condense these white pills? Wouldn't it take a lot of energy to condense so many white pills all at once?"

Zhang Lan looked at Mo Lan, who looked like a slug, and asked curiously.

Mo Lan looked at Zhang Lan's curious look, couldn't help but snorted, turned around and didn't bother to pay attention to her again!

When Wang Mang saw this, he smiled, "Zhang Lan, Mo Lan is connected to me by life, and the energy used to condense the white pill comes from me!"

"A white pill consumes very little energy and blood. As long as it does not condense thousands of pieces at a time, it will have no effect on me!"

When Zhang Lan heard Wang Mang say this, she finally nodded suddenly and stopped talking. Time slowly passed. After only twenty minutes, Qian Xiaobai, who was under his black robe, walked into the banquet room.

The men behind him each carried a comatose who was bound by chains, and several of them had wounds on their hands and feet, and the blood was dripping all the way!

"Brother Mang, some of these abilities are disobedient, so a small number of them have their hands and feet broken."

Qian Xiaobai scratched his head in embarrassment, but this time he did not complete the task that Mang had confided!

"It's okay, it's just a matter of a few bottles of recovery potion!" Wang Mang waved his hand casually, watching the captives brought by the black-robed zombies, his sharp eyes showed unconcealable excitement and joy!