Bug Master In Doomsday

Wang Mang sat on a thick rock, his eyes were a bit deep, he used to be so smooth.

Since he left the secret realm, there has been no one-one enemy of his, but this time he fought Ling Xiaozi, he knew what he lacked most, and what was the deficiencies behind his powerful strength!

His halberd technique is only medium success, far from Dacheng. When facing enemies lower than him, he can’t use halberd technique.

In the face of enemies higher than him, the flexibility of the halberd and the particularity that can penetrate his power have made the evil dragon halberd and the halberd become his mainstream means of fighting!

The blood dragon transformed by tens of thousands of explosive locusts is a manifestation of his strength, but this is far from enough! There are still too few powerful insects. The endurance of combat and the unity of means are his most important ability to solve!

Wang Mang shook his head faintly thinking about it, using insects to consume and lurking, the halberd art combined with the evil dragon halberd to complete a one-hit kill, this is the most suitable fighting method for him!

"It seems that the cultivation of insect technique and war halberd will be strengthened in the future!" Wang Mang sighed to himself, then raised his head to look at the group of worried men around him.

The worm mustard ring flashed slightly, and many precious potions, various stimulating energies, and potent medicinal pills also appeared on the stone beside Wang Mang.

He smiled at the crowd, "Hurry up and use the recovery potion. You see, all of you who have fallen in strength, quickly recover!"

There was no reproach in Wang Mang's tone, only a shallow sense of trust, as if his usual calm and steady father commanded his obedient child!

The group of rough men who usually kill people with red eyes on the battlefield, no matter how dull their brains are, they also feel the kindness in Wang Mang's tone. They all scratched their heads in embarrassment, and some even tugged at the corners of their clothes with their hands behind their backs!

After everyone had distributed the potions and pill, Wang Mang stood up strenuously and said to Zhang Lan who was supporting him beside him: "Zhang Lan, find a room to help me rest for a while!"

Wang Mang had never shown a fragile side before his hands, but after arriving at a very sturdy and reliable sealed house made of solid crystal stones, he suddenly collapsed on a simple stone bed like a tortured patient.

Seeing tears oozing from the red eyes, Zhang Lan held Wang Mang's arm and asked anxiously: "Brother Mang, what's wrong with you, what can I do?"

Wang Mang supported the stone bed and leaned against the wall with his laborious half of his body. He smiled relaxedly at Zhang Lan, but his eyes were indescribably tired.

"It's okay, Zhang Lan, it's just that my body and spirit are a little tired. This god's blood is not omnipotent, but there are some small hidden dangers in my body!"

Zhang Lan looked at Wang Mang anxiously, wiped the tears from his eyes, and asked with a choked voice, "Brother Mang, tell me, I will definitely find a way to cure you!"

Listening to Zhang Lan’s firm promise, Wang Mang smiled slightly, rubbing Zhang Lan’s head, his eyes darkened.

"Although my heart has recovered, its size is different from before. It has become bigger, its beating has become more powerful, but it has also become more fragile!"

Wang Mang’s mental power instantly looked inward, and when he saw his heart, he was also a little surprised.

My current heart is at least twice as big as before. The blood supply capacity of the heart is really like a high-power water pump, which easily maintains the functioning of the body!