After Hulegen's father was everywhere, Chaganbari's expression was left with confusion. He could not remember who Jibchuhe was, who was mentioned by Hulegen. There were not a thousand women who called this name on the prairie, and there were eight hundred women. Among the women who died at his hands, there were at least dozens of people who called this name. He never thought that he would be killed because of a woman who had no impression of it.

The large amount of blood sprayed away the small amount of thinking left by Chaganbari. He only felt that he had completely lost control of his body. He seemed to have lost his weight and floated upwards. The surroundings were not the sand forest on the edge of the prairie, but turned into a void. In this void, there were countless stars, but only one star shone with a strong light, just like a lighthouse on the sea, which made him feel that only when he got there could he be truly liberated.

However, when Chaganbari was floating towards the light, an extremely huge wolf head appeared in front of him. Without saying a word, he swallowed it and completely let Chaganbari disappear between heaven and earth.

Hulegen pulled his hand out of Chaganbari's chest, and the huge monster claws gradually changed back to the human hand. Although the enemy was solved by him, he did not show too much happiness. Instead, there was a look of pain on his face. Blue patterns under his skin came out like earthworms, forming a totem on his face, and his eyes became similar to those grassland wolves at this moment.

At this moment, Hu Legen's father had completely lost his calmness and became extremely panicked. Before, in order to kill the enemy, he did not hesitate to use the spirit of the wolf that had been sealed in his body for many years, which made Chaganbari no chance to escape or resist.

However, he obviously overestimated the power of his ban on the Canglang spirit, thinking that he could have the strength to re-ban it after using this power. He completely forgot that he was no longer young, he was just a withered flesh and blood, and he had no strength in his body to lock up the Canglang spirit that had already emerged. What's more, in order to make the enemy's soul scatter, he also used the Canglang spirit to swallow Chaganbari's soul, which further encouraged the fierce flames of the Canglang spirit.

Now, the completely out of control of the Cang Wolf spirit is occupying his body, and he can't resist it at all. It won't take long to turn him into a half-human and half-wolf monster like the ancient Mishaman who had gone astray before, killing all living things that he could see until his body collapses under the suppression of the complete spirit power of the body.

Thinking of this, Hu Legen couldn't help but regret his actions just now. He was even more worried about his relatives and friends in the nearby villages and flags, but now everything is too late.

As more and more parts controlled by the Canglang spirit, Hu Legen's father's body became less and less like a human being. His body swelled several times. The exposed part was covered with thick wolf hair, and his limbs became the kind of strange claws that merged with the human hand. If Hu Legen's father had not been able to keep his mind a little clear and resist the Canglang spirit entering his sea of ​​consciousness, perhaps his head would have completely turned into a wolf head now.

Just when Mr. Hulegen felt that he was almost at his limit and had the idea of ​​giving up resistance, a spell suddenly came from this sand defense forest. As the sound penetrated into his ears, he immediately felt a clear spring flowing through his head, flowing through his flesh, bones and even his soul, making him unable to help but feel a burst of energy. The soul and body, which had become extremely weak, suddenly gained strength again, and this power was as strong as he was when he was young.

At the same time, this stream of empowerment clear spring turned into chains, tied up the manic Canglang spirit in his body, freed him from the crisis, and weakened the pressure he was under. He was able to fight back and imprisoned the Canglang spirit bit by bit according to the past method.

Because of external help, the process of imprisoning the spirit of Canglang was very smooth, even more smooth than when he was young. Moreover, the power of confinement was more solid, and its degree of solidity was no less than the bans he had seen in the shaman altar of the master sect. Judging from this level, even if he wanted to borrow the power of Canglang spirit in the future, as long as he did not destroy the power of the seal, he would no longer have to worry about the danger of the revenge of Canglang spirit.

After banning the spirit of the Canglang, Hu Legen's father's body returned to its original state. However, the damaged clothes made him look a little embarrassed, and the sound of chanting that had been ringing in his ears before also stopped.

"This is the Heart-locking Ape Technique of the Central Plains Buddhism. I wonder which fellow Central Plains just casts the spell and helps?" Mr. Hu Legen, who had recovered his mind, didn't bother to sort out his ragged clothes on his body, turned around and looked around, then raised his hand and bowed, saying.

Just as Hulegen's father finished speaking, a wave of light appeared in a clearing ground not far away, like a mirage appeared. Then he saw a monster with snake hair, lizard head and huge body appearing there, and a young man with literary temperament sat upright in the wave.

Although the monster in front of him, regardless of its extraordinary prominent appearance or the invisible momentum, was enough to attract Hu Legen's father's attention, when a man and a beast appeared in front of him, his eyes fell on the young man who looked and felt that he was even more ordinary than an ordinary person, and he didn't understand the reason.

"I didn't expect that there is a successor of the ancient Mi shaman now, and the descendant of the Canglang Shaman. It really surprised me!" The young man turned over and jumped north from the giant beast, walked to Hulegen's father, hugged him casually, and said, "Xu Changqing, I have seen fellow Taoist!"

"Xu...Xu Changqing?" Hu Legen's father heard the other party's name report, and he did not react too much at the beginning, but soon he realized the meaning of the name. He looked at Xu Changqing with surprise and asked in disbelief: "You are the nine-rate idle man Xu Changqing?"

"It's Xu." Xu Changqing nodded.

After getting the answer, Hulegen's father couldn't help but take a breath, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Although Hu Legen's father had never left this prairie in his life, it does not mean that he did not know anything about the outside world, especially the cultivation world. When he was a young man, Xu Changqing had already left a very low reputation in the cultivation world. The number one heretics not only spread it in the south, but even the northern grasslands had news about him, especially the battle with Xuangang Heavenly Demon in the capital, which made him the position of the first heretics as solid as a rock.

Hu Legen's father was not very clear about Xu Changqing's strength, but he had an indelible strong impression of how strong the Xuangang Heavenly Demon was. He saw with his own eyes that the extremely powerful elders of the Master Sect were defeated under the Xuangang Heavenly Demon, and the Master Sect was almost destroyed. The scene at that time still dreamed of him from time to time and woke up from time to time.

However, such an extremely terrifying existence fell into Xu Changqing's hands. At that time, the news reached the grassland. Everyone was unbelievable at the beginning. It was not until the news was confirmed that they were shocked by the strength of the first heretic. Later, it was reported that the first heretic had actually cultivated the golden elixir of the Great Dao that had not been seen in hundreds of years, and became the first land god to practice and achieve enlightenment in the secular world. If it weren't for the great troubles of the Immortal Sect in Kunlun and the attractions of the entire cultivation world, perhaps the news about Xu Changqing's enlightenment would be even more eye-catching.

Now the world of cultivation has completely declined. Neither the authentic immortals nor the evil Buddhas nor the evil demons or the heretics have been able to escape the fate of decline. The ancient shaman sect, which was originally revived due to the death of the Xuangang Heavenly Demon, has declined because it could not stop the great trend of heaven and earth. In the end, there were only four or five remaining descendants except him. Now in front of such a situation, the legendary figure Xu Changqing appeared in front of him, which made him feel like he was in a dream and felt that everything around him was not real.

Dad Hu Legen did not doubt the authenticity of what Xu Changqing said in front of him, because he felt that the power and momentum of the monster were already above the Xuangang Heavenly Demon of that year, and the person who could control this monster naturally had no need to pretend to be the identity of others.

"Thank you for helping me just now, otherwise I will be retaliated by the spirit of the wolf and cause a disaster." Although it makes me feel a little uncomfortable to call a senior who looks so young, Mr. Hu Legen still gave Xu Changqing a great gift very sincerely, saying.

Xu Changqing naturally received a tribute from the other party and said calmly: "You don't have to thank me. Actually, I've been nearby for a long time. I just want to see how you choose. If you chose to cooperate with your fellow disciples just now, I will deal with you and him."

Xu Changqing's outspokenness did not make Mr. Hu Legen feel dissatisfied. He was just glad in his heart that he had made the right choice just now.

At this time, Xu Changqing walked to Chaganbari's body, leaned over and picked up the inconspicuous Delechin drum from the ground beside him. When Dad Hulegen saw this scene, he opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.

Hu Legen's father's actions naturally could not avoid Xu Changqing's perception. He ignored it, but focused on the Mongolian hand drum in front of him, and his spiritual thoughts extended over and into the drum.
Chapter completed!