Urban Perspective Little Doctor

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"Pang Feng didn't come back!" Granny Hua suddenly realized that Pang Feng never came back from the wasteland.

"He didn't come back. Could it be that he was left in the wasteland by the barbarian monk?" Wang Teng didn't expect Pang Feng to come back.

When they were fighting with the barbarian monks before, they saw Pang Feng slaughtering the barbarian monks in the Mahayana realm like a **** of war.

However, they returned to Bailan City, but Pang Feng did not return. Why did this happen?

"Don't guess, Pang Feng's strength barbarian cultivator can't keep him." Granny Hua said to Wang Teng, then turned and left, preparing to meet the empty Taoist.

Before leaving, Granny Hua told the three again: "You stay in the city and don't go out, I'll go to Pang Feng."

As soon as the voice fell, Granny Hua rushed to the direction of the empty Taoist, she knew that the empty Taoist must know how Pang Feng is now.

The empty Taoist stood on the city wall and looked at the wasteland in the distance. He was wondering, did Pang Feng fall?

Although the Barbarian monk insisted that Pang Feng was dead, he was unwilling to believe that Pang Feng's strength, except for the Mahayana Rank Three powerhouse, could not kill him.

Among the entire barbarian army, there was only one Mahayana Rank Three powerhouse, who was still involved in Li Zhi. Besides, he did not sense the breath of other Mahayana Rank Three powerhouses.

Therefore, even if the barbarian monk said that Pang Feng was dead, he did not believe that Pang Feng at the moment should be trapped by the barbarian monk.

"Senior, did you say Pang Feng is really dead?" Master Chen walked over and asked the empty Taoist.

He was rescued by Pang Feng once before, and he was even more interested in the opponent's incomparable talent. Naturally, he did not want Pang Feng to die in the hands of the barbarian cultivator.

"No matter what the barbarian monk said, I believe he was not dead." The empty Taoist stared at the wasteland in the distance and said confidently.

After hearing the words of the empty Taoist, Master Chen frowned. Since Pang Feng is not dead, where is the opponent at the moment? Why didn't you come back from the wasteland?

"Empty!" Granny Hua rushed over and called the empty Taoist.

The empty Taoist turned his head to see Granny Hua, and smiled. On the battlefield, he was most worried about the other party. Since it was all right, he was relieved.

"Pang Feng hasn't come back yet?" Mother Hua came to the empty Taoist and asked directly.

The empty Taoist shook his head and said helplessly: "No, although the barbarian monk said that he is dead, I believe that Pang Feng is still alive! Only trapped in the wasteland!"

"Stuck in the wasteland? Is there a way to save him?"

"We have no choice now. We were counterattacked by the barbarian cultivators before, and our strength was already lost heavily, but now we can only wait until the brother comes back." The empty Taoist shook his head, and now there is only one variable, and that is his brother, Li Zhi.

However, Li Zhi hasn't appeared yet, and he doesn't know what happened to his battle with the barbarian king.

Deep in the wasteland, under the roulette of God.

Pang Feng was trapped under the Trapped God Roulette and found that he couldn't break the imprisonment of the formation at all.

Although he was proficient in formations, he found that the place where he protruded seemed to be a combination of formations and treasures. The broken formations could not break the treasures, and the broken treasures could not break the formations.

When the two are combined, there is no alternative at all.

Of course, the barbarian monks under the trapped **** roulette had been slaughtered by Pang Feng a long time ago, even so, no barbarian monks were willing to save them.

It seemed that this formation was completely prepared for oneself, since the barbarian monk could not kill him, he was prepared to trap himself to death.

"What exactly does the Barbarian monk want to do?" Pang Feng sat cross-legged under the formation and began to recover his spiritual power. He didn't know what the Barbarian monk had.

No matter what purpose the barbarian monk has, he must prepare for battle in the strongest state.

It didn't take long for the four figures to appear outside the formation. They were the leaders of the previous four barbarians.

"He is so cruel! Tens of thousands of monks died in his hands like this!" The barbarian leader gritted his teeth after seeing the barbarian corpse at Pang Feng's feet.

"He dared to kill our monk! Then let him keep his life here!" After saying that, he wanted to rush into the trapped roulette to kill Pang Feng.

"Kill him? I'm afraid I will have to wait for the king of the barbarian clan to return!" Another barbaric leader shook his head. Even if they enter the roulette of sleepy gods, they will not be Pang Feng's opponents.

The previous barbarian leader stopped and took a breath when he saw that he was about to go under the roulette wheel.

He also saw tens of thousands of barbarian monks being killed by Pang Feng, so he was so annoyed that he wanted to avenge his monks.

Fortunately, I didn't step under the trapped roulette, otherwise I would die.

"Then wait for the king of the barbarian clan to come back." The other party said, he guarded the outside of the roulette, staring at Pang Feng inside.

At this moment, Pang Feng also found the other four. He opened his eyes and walked towards them holding Wuyong.

The four barbarian leaders saw Pang Feng walking towards them, and immediately laughed. What's so scary about a trash trapped under the wheel of God?

Pang Feng came to the edge of the formation, stopped, raised his head, and stared at the four barbarian leaders in front of him. He has only one thought now, that is to kill them!

The fighting spirit in Pang Feng's blood emerged, he just wanted to kill the opponent and improve his cultivation.

Pang Feng did not speak, nor did the four barbarian leaders speak. For a time, Wushuang's eyes were facing each other, and everything was in an imposing confrontation.

After a while, there was a little sweat on the forehead of the barbarian leader, and their four Mahayana second-ranking monks were crushed by the momentum of a Mahayana first-ranking human monk.

After a while, they decided to leave here, everything had to wait for the arrival of the barbarian king before making a decision.

When Pang Feng saw the opponent leave, he turned and went to another position. Although he overwhelmed the opponent in aura just now, he also felt the powerful aura of the four Mahayana Second Rank cultivators.

"My current cultivation base should be the middle stage of the Mahayana turn." Pang Feng sat cross-legged, muttering to himself.

Although the cultivation base was in the middle stage of Mahayana's first revolution, his strength surpassed the middle stage of Mahayana's second revolution. Otherwise, the barbarian army master would not die in his own hands.

"What kind of power is it? Improve my cultivation so fast?" However, there is still one thing he doesn't understand. Then it is his own cultivation. Why did he get promoted so fast.

He remembered that as if he was killing Elder Huixin, his cultivation level had changed.