Chapter 1085

More than 30 forces in Pengshi, large and small, are too weak in front of Wang Mang's black armour troops. If you count them carefully, there are many high-level powers in these 30 forces,

but in the face of the formed troops, the black armour soldiers who fight out of the war are almost at two levels, whether they are willpower or physical quality!

The setting sun in the west is gradually setting, and the soft evening sun shines on the floor of a dining room through the window.

Wang Mang squints at the comatose powers bound by iron locks in front of him. He turns his head to Fu Wendao beside him and says:

"Wendao, how many of these powers are in the third level, and how many are in the fourth level?"

Fu Wendao stood beside Wang Mang, smiling and stroking his mustache.

"my Lord, there are more than 630 people with three-level powers in the dining room, and there are also 80 or 90 people with four-level powers.

this is just from baijue's troops. According to Qian Xiaobai's reply, his fight over there is over, and the prisoners will be sent soon!"

"Good!" The armrest of Wang Mang's chair beside him was full of a smile of joy.

"Peng Shi's harvest is far beyond my expectation. These powers will become my excellent soldiers in the future!"

His insect mustard ring suddenly flashed, and the red and black Mulan suddenly appeared on his shoulder, and there was no need for Wang Mang to say much. As soon as Mulan saw this scene, a strange CD-ROM was automatically coagulated on his back,

the crystal clear white pills slowly condensed out, and the four team leaders quickly came to take the white pills and handed them over to his men, so that they could pour them down!

Zhang Lan, who was sitting on Wang Mang's left hand side, saw Mo LAN on his shoulder and asked in a worried voice, "brother Mang, is this red and black insect also your man?"

"You are the man. I'm not Wang Mang's man!"

Mo LAN heard Zhang Lan's words, her soft body stood up immediately, and retorted to Zhang Lan angrily!

"Oh! Can you tell me how you made these white pills? It will consume a lot of energy to condense so many white pills all at once? "

Zhang Lan looks at Mo LAN who looks like a slug and asks curiously.

Mo LAN looks at Zhang Lan this curious appearance, can't help but cold hum a, turned round son, don't bother to pay attention to her again!

Wang Mang said with a smile, "Zhang Lan, Mo LAN and I are connected with each other. The energy used in the cohering white pill also comes from me!"

"A white pill consumes very little energy and blood essence. As long as it doesn't condense thousands of pieces at one time, it won't affect me much!"

After listening to Wang Mang's words, Zhang Lan finally nodded and stopped talking. Time went by slowly. After only 20 minutes, Qian Xiaobai, with a group of black robed men, just walked into the dining room,

his men behind him were holding a comatose power bound by iron chains in both hands. Several of them were injured in their hands and feet, and their blood was dripping all the way!

"Brother Mang, some of these powers are disobedient, so a small part of them are broken."

QIAN Xiaobai scratched his head with embarrassment, but he didn't finish the task that brother mang told him this time!

"Nothing, just a few bottles of recovery potions!" Wang Mang waved his hand casually and looked at the prisoners of the powers brought by the group of black robed zombies. His sharp eyes showed his excitement and joy!