If it’s not necessary, Wang Mang doesn’t want to announce the bad news about Zhang Nan’s sound transmission at the venue... but this is also a helpless move. The cultivator has run out of time left for him, even if he covers the cover now. When can you hide it? Sooner or later there is no way to face things without looking directly at it.

Wang Mang’s calm and powerful voice resounded throughout the venue again, “I’m very unfortunate to tell you that the cultivator’s Hundred School Oaths of Master Conference has come to an end. There were more than 3,000 representatives from each sect in the entire conference, and none of them were less than six. Order!

This is just their conference representative, just like everyone else now. "

Wang Mang's deep eyes seemed to have an attractive and unique charm, which made everyone's eyes stare on his face uncontrollably. He seemed to be brewing something in the bottom of his heart, holding the conference table with both hands, the blue veins on the back of his hands looming.

When everyone was watching him and the venue was quiet, he finally spoke: "Everyone is the representative of all races and forces. May I ask how many of your own forces have the same strength as you? Is it a single digit? Tens?"

Wang Mang's words remained calm, "I got the internal information of their swearing ceremony, and the sects alone admitted that there are at least 30,000 Tier 6 masters in the statistics! This data is absolutely inaccurate. They have never registered high-end combat power internally. It must be more. I conservatively estimate that there are 40,000 people..."

Wang Mang's voice fell, and the entire venue was deadly silent. Whether it was the city lord in the major gathering places or the alien patriarch in the secret space, their eyes were wide open, and their eyes were full of shock and downtime.

"Wow--" After they recovered, there was a sudden uproar. Forty thousand high-end combat power? How to fight this war?

There are also some people who are not very clear about the concept of 40,000 high-end combat power....What is the concept of 40,000? Counting the power of all human survivors in the entire Huaxia Continent, those whose strength exceeds Tier 6 are no more than thirty thousand...that is the high-level combat power of all Huaxia humans.

And more importantly, most of the ability players of the same level can't beat the cultivator. Their equipment is basically forged from the fangs and sharp teeth of the monster beast, and the leather armor bones. The attack power is limited, but it is very limited. ! On the other hand, as for cultivators, their equipment was made by martial forgers who used fine iron and mixed various rare metals with one hammer and one hammer.

Wang Mang folded his hands together, and his calm eyes looked at everyone in the venue quietly. When the representatives of the various races were helpless and looked at Wang Mang again, he opened his mouth and said: "Although there are many high-level cultivators of forty thousand can be us. It is not without the power of a battle, as long as the various camps and even the various races unite together, no enemy can destroy our homeland!"

Wang Mang’s voice gradually became loud and loud. He suddenly stood up from the chair that symbolized the core and power, raised his hands high and shouted boldly: “I, Wang Mang, hereby announce that from now on, all the funds and resources of the insect group will be All are merged under the banner of the World Race Alliance, and Gushan City accepts all the factions on the Chinese mainland!"

Wang Mang swept over the city lord of the gathering place sitting in a row at the venue, and said loudly: "We humans will build 20 core cities in the next week! These cities will appear on the front line to resist cultivators!!!"