Chapter 650 God's Eye

On a quiet street, Ye Yu and Xing Meng walked unhurriedly one after the other.

In Ye Yu's hand, he was playing with a mask made of gold.

"system!"

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

"Human Race: Ye Yu (Second-level Taoist)"

"Physique: Thunder Spirit Sword Body"

"Number of thefts: 0"

"Avenue Value: 1600/3000"

"Talents: Flying Cards, Super Mental Arithmetic, Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, Masked Singer King, Guardian Halo, Cursed Halo, Fighting, Mechanical Driving, Master of Literature, Nostalgia for Female Ghosts, Blacksmith, God-level Magic Chef"

"Cultivation techniques: Duan Tishu, Grandmaster-level Bajiquan, True Life and Death Talisman, Spiritual Power Seed, Accumulating Swordsmanship, Lightning-Inducing Cleansing Judgment, First Solution of Basic Spells, One-Turn Alchemy, First Solution of Cloud Pattern Array, King Kong Demon "Ape Decision"

"Supernatural Powers: The End of the World, the Universe in the Palm, and the Flame Resistance"

"Items: Mantra Potion, Conan's Same Spectacles, Longmen Jade Carving, Acacia Storage Ring, Backgammon Lighter, Gambler's Cloak, Dengxianlou Construction Drawings"

"Subordinates: Megatron, Nie Xiaoqian"

"Contract Beast: Six-winged Silkworm"

"Number of draws: 1"

"Di! A number of lottery draws has been detected, is it a lottery draw?"

"Yes!"

"Di! It is detected that the host is holding a golden mask of exotic treasures, whether to sacrifice and conduct a directional lottery?"

"Yes!"

Swish!

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

In his mind, the system dial appeared, and the pointer began to rotate at an extremely high speed.

"stop!"

"Drip! Congratulations to the host for extracting magical powers, the Eye of God!"

hum!

A message flowed through Ye Yu's heart.

There was a look of surprise in Ye Yu's eyes. He didn't expect that this directional lottery would be able to draw magical powers!

Eye of God: Eye of the Sun God! God might be like the sea, God might be like a prison!

"Uncle Shi, where's the golden mask in your hand?"

Beside Ye Yu, Xing Meng curiously looked at Ye Yu with nothing in his hand.

Ye Yu blinked and chuckled, "I put it away."

The golden light flashed in his eyes, Ye Yu looked towards the end of the street, smiled and said to Xing Meng, "Someone is here."

"Someone?" Xing Meng had a vigilant look on his face, and stared into the distance.

Snapped! Snapped!

A crisp slap sounded.

"I didn't expect your perception to be quite sharp!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Yang's figure appeared on the street.

"Zhao Yang is you!"

Xing Meng straightened his body, looked at Zhao Yang and said coldly, "What do you want to do?"

"It's you!" Zhao Yang saw a flash in Xing Meng's eyes, "Li Wuzhen, nephew, it seems that you have recovered? It's gratifying!"

Seeing that Zhao Yang did not fade at all, Xing Meng's face darkened slightly, "What do you want to do? This is not a place where you can be presumptuous!"

"What do I want to do?" A sneer appeared on Zhao Yang's rigid face, "Leave Ye Yu, you can leave alive!"

Xing Meng's eyes burned with anger, and there was a faint sound of tiger roars on his body.

"He is my uncle's junior brother! You dare to do it!"

"Haha, haha..." Zhao Yang raised his head and laughed wildly, "Li Wuzhen junior brother? Do you think I will believe it?"

Zhao Yang suddenly stopped his voice with a cold expression on his face, "What if he is Li Wuzhen's junior brother? Do you think I would be afraid!"

"You are promoted to the seventh rank to see the realm of the gods!" Xing Meng's eyes widened suddenly, a look of worry rose in his heart, this Zhao Yang was obviously aimed at Ye Yu.

"That's right! Isn't it a surprise?"

Zhao Yang's gaze shifted to Ye Yu, "What's even more surprising is that I know that the real owner of the dragon's blood is Ye Yu!"

In the distance of the street, Wang Weilong, Wan Qianjin, and Zhu Changyu were hiding in the dark, their hearts full of horror.

Zhao Yang was actually promoted to the seventh-rank realm!

Ye Yu is also the master of the Dragon Blood!

Zhao Yang looked at Ye Yu with a fiery look in his eyes, "As long as you catch him, there will be a steady stream of dragon blood! My Zhao family will also become a behemoth comparable to the Wumeng and Daomeng! No! Yes! surpass them!"

"Leave Ye Yu, you can go!" Zhao Yang snorted coldly at Xing Meng.

"I won't retire!" Xing Meng stood up in front of Ye Yu, hoping that Uncle Shi would arrive in time!

"If you don't retreat, you will die!"

Zhao Yang shouted loudly, his figure disappeared, and he appeared in front of Xing Meng in the blink of an eye.

A palm is pushed flat, like a five-finger mountain, to suppress Xing Meng!