I'm a priest in North America, and I'm my own god.

As soon as Annie finished speaking, she felt like something was being pulled out of her soul.

In an instant, the world was spinning and he fell to the ground, losing his breath.

In fact, what kind of stingray is this?

It's just a relatively large litter of weasels.

Among the several standing weasels, the largest one took three steps forward.

When taking the first step, the four paws turn into hands and feet.

When he took the second step, his body became human.

On the third step, its head transformed from that of an animal into the face of an old man.

In just three steps, it transformed from a small animal into an old man, and its body began to be filled with the ethereal aura unique to gods.

At this time, the old man's face looked a little crazy and excited, and he was almost incoherent.

"Hahaha, I have been practicing for more than 800 years in the number of plum blossoms and crape myrtle. The calculated opportunity to become a god is true!

The first person who comes to meet you this time to ask for the title will surely be blessed with great luck and become a god.

I finally got the luck today to light up the incense and become a god!

God has mercy!

God has eyes! "

At the end of the sentence, there was a cry in the tone of his voice.

Eight hundred years!

I have experienced so many lives and deaths in the past eight hundred years, and now I have finally made it through. It’s not easy!

Behind him, the other animals also began to change, all in order, but the one at the end began to become anxious.

"Ancestor, is that man dead?

Can we still seek luck after she dies? "

After hearing this, the ancestor who had turned into a human form recovered from the madness of joy. He quickly walked over and looked at Annie's body, and saw at a glance that the other person had died.

"died!"

"But it doesn't matter. The way to get a seal is always to borrow one's own luck.

If I'm not lucky enough, I'll borrow her family's!

With more than 800 years of experience in Ziwei Dou, I can calculate that the luck associated with this woman is enough for all of us to become gods.

In this case, God will take the blame for not taking it!

Just wait patiently and transform into a god! "

It didn't know that as soon as he finished speaking, Annie's parents, who were traveling in Southeast Asia, were involved in a gang shootout and died on the spot.

Back to the scene.

The youngest descendant was the one who was impatient. After listening to what his ancestor had to say, he found that the ancestors who were changing in front of him had not stopped changing, so he felt relieved.

legend.

A few decades ago in the East, if ordinary hunters and common people went up the mountain and met someone, they would ask you.

"Brother, do I look like a human being?"

This is the monster asking for silence. In this case, you can only pretend that you are invisible and leave quickly.

Once you say it looks like it, then your luck will be borrowed. If your luck is not enough, your family will be implicated.

You know, when asking for a title like this from a weasel, if the other person just asks you if you look like a human being, it may only harm your own luck.

If, like just now, this litter of weasels were asking if they looked like gods, this would be considered a black heart.

It is impossible for ordinary people to be granted the title of god. Even if a village's land is granted, even if the people are willing to grant it, at least a county magistrate in the government must recognize it and issue a document before they are eligible to receive the incense and god title.

The secret method of racial talent that Weasel seeks to seal is contrary to common sense, but there is a possibility in the rules.

The line may be slim, but it's always possible.

As long as the person they are looking for must have a prosperous tribe behind him and be lucky enough to become a god.

Moreover, this ethnic group has no ancestral halls or social palaces. The ancestors have all been reincarnated and there is no one to protect the tribe. This is the best goal!

This condition is relatively harsh, so in ancient times, there was no such thing as asking for a title in the south. Only when most of the people in the north had left the pass, would the human race be bullied by these so-called great immortals.

later.

It was stipulated above that they could not become spirits after the founding of the People's Republic of China. This kind of Huang Taixian was completely lonely in the East.

But he didn't expect that the old weasel in front of him had lived for more than 800 years. He had studied and calculated Tianji's plum blossom number and Ziwei Dou number for more than 800 years.

After meeting Annie's parents who were traveling to the East, I figured out that the chance for my entire weasel family to become gods lies in the daughter of these parents.

So, the old weasel used tricks to confuse them and asked them to pack and mail his family back. Along the way, they went through countless levels and confused many people who worked hard to get here.

Now the pain is finally over.

Although the old weasel didn't know why this woman had such great luck to support his family to become gods, the experience of being a wolf for more than 800 years made him know that opportunities are fleeting and if you don't cherish them, it will really be a disaster. there is none left.

After his death, his son also completed the steps of evolving into a god, and his body gradually gained an ethereal scent of incense. It was his grandson's turn.

At this moment, the old weasel suddenly discovered in horror that there seemed to be a sense of impending disaster. A terrifying murderous intention came from the sky, dying, dying, dying!

"Run!"

Even if it has become a god, including its own son who has become a god, with the scent of incense lingering on its body, it feels that everything is so fragile in the face of the sudden murderous intention.

“You are so bold and evil, how dare you do this evil deed in Rainbow Town that steals people’s luck in cultivation!

Die for me, Lao Zhang! "

Zhang Fei was angry. Now all kinds of monsters and monsters dared to run wild in Rainbow Town. This clearly did not take him seriously.

At this time, he saw the figure of the old weasel running out and snorted: "Want to run away? Dreaming!"

The bowstring in his hand exploded, and an arrow fell from the sky like lightning, pinning the old weasel to the ground and killing him with one arrow.

Before he died, the old weasel was quite remorseful: "I only thought that I had a chance to become a god here, but I didn't expect that I was also in danger of death!

If I had known earlier I wouldn’t have come! "

The death of the old father made the second god-like weasel panic, and it also knew that its father's choice was right.

This group of dark soldiers and generals in the sky are planning to surround this place. If they don't run out before they encircle them, they may be blamed for being here.

So it chose to do the same as its father and jumped out as fast as possible, shrinking rapidly and trying to pass through another house.

But he was nailed to the ground by two arrows. The noise around him forced him to look up, and he found that his son had jumped further. The god in the sky used four arrows to kill him.

Zhang Fei also discovered that there were eight monsters transforming underneath, each one stronger than the last. The first old weasel could be shot to death with one arrow by himself.

The second weasel used two arrows, and the third one actually used four arrows!

There are still five more. Don’t dare to give them any more time to transform. If each weasel transforms and its cultivation level increases several times, I’m afraid even you may not be able to stop the other party if you delay it any longer. escape.

"Everyone, go down and surround them in all directions. If a monster breaks out, kill them with all your strength!"

You can't blame Zhang Fei for feeling this way, because among these weasels, only the first one is indeed the weakest.

Because, except for the first old weasel who extracted the luck of Annie's family to become a god, the other seven became gods and extracted Chen Yuan's luck.

That's right, what was extracted was Chen Yuan's luck.

He usually does not hold a yue, he is just a general with hundreds of heavenly soldiers. How can He De use his own luck to confer seven gods?

At that moment, he almost fell to the street and died like Annie.

If the Jie Yue on his wrist hadn't noticed in time that his luck had been forcibly stolen, and quickly revealed himself to help him stabilize his luck, he would have been able to survive.

But at that moment, Chen Yuan knew that this was his personal calamity, and those weasels were the key.

If he was just an ordinary cultivator, he would have died just now just like he sensed Anne's aura.

He reacted at that moment, quickly cut off the connection with Annie, and then sent Zhang Fei and others to surround and kill the weasels.

If one of them escapes, the lost luck will never come back. From then on, he will have to hold on to the sword all the time. Once it turns back into a bracelet, he will be in trouble.

Unless as time goes by, the luck will be slowly replenished.

These weasels must die today.

Only at this moment did he understand a truth: Immortal cultivators cannot misidentify women, nor can they misunderstand right and wrong.

When the aura of calamity permeates the air, cause and effect are everywhere!

No wonder Dao Zang says that when calamity comes, people will die in quarrels.

It turns out that people really can die!

It's just a personal tribulation, but even a weasel dares to bully me, which is even more outrageous than Sun Wukong drinking to death.

No, it was most likely arranged by someone else for Sun Wukong to drink to death.

I don’t have anyone to arrange this!

If the tiger doesn't show its power, it really treats me like a sick cat!

He held the festival ax in his hand and rose up against the wind. When he raised his hand, thousands of thunders fell and struck directly at the fleeing weasels.

The moment all the weasels were turned into powder by the thunder, he felt his whole body relax, and he finally passed the test!