Chapter 650 (1/2)

In a quiet street, Ye Yu and Xing Meng are walking one by one.

Ye Yu's hands are playing with a mask made of gold.

”System!”

With a soft drink from the bottom of Ye Yu's heart, the system panel comes to mind instantly.

”Human race: Ye Yu (the second level Taoist)”

”physique: Lei Lingjian body”

”stealing times: 0”

”Avenue value: 16000 / 3000”

”talent: flying card skill, super mental arithmetic, ghost thirteen needles, masked singer king, guard aura, curse aura, fighting skill, mechanical driving, literary guru, female ghost's attachment, forger, God level Magic Chef”

”Kung Fu: Duan Ti Shu, master level eight pole fist, true life and death talisman, spiritual seed, sword gathering, thunder guiding and washing, basic spell initial solution, one turn alchemy, cloud pattern array initial solution, King Kong, devil and ape solution”

”Shentong: close to the end of the world, heaven and earth in the palm, flame resistance”

”items: truth medicine, Conan's same glasses, Longmen jade carving, Acacia storage ring Step by step high lighter, gambler's Cape, and the construction drawing of Dengxian building ”

” subordinate: Megatron, Nie Xiaoqian ”

” contract beast: Six winged silkworms ”

” lottery times: 1 ”

” drop! The number of sweepstakes has been detected. Do you want to draw? ”

”Yes!”

”Drop! It is detected that the host is holding a gold mask with different treasures. Do you offer sacrifices and conduct directional lottery? ”

”Yes!”

Shua!

As soon as ye Yu's voice fell, the mask in his hand turned into a golden light and disappeared into Ye Yu's hands.

In my mind, the system turntable appears, and the pointer begins to rotate at a high speed.

”Stop!”

”Drop! Congratulations to the host for drawing the magic power, the eyes of God! ”

Hum!

A message flows through the heart of the leaf feather.

Ye Yu's eyes are full of surprises. Unexpectedly, this directional lottery can draw supernatural powers!

Eyes of God: eyes of sun god! Divine power is like sea, divine power is like prison!

”Martial uncle, what about the gold mask in your hand?”