I Took Away The Son Of Villain

ring?

No one thought that Yang Hao would say that at this moment.

At this moment, many people's eyes subconsciously looked at the simple and simple ring on Xiao Qinger's slender finger who had fainted.

Such an unremarkable ring, the son of Yaoguang actually needs it?

Did you discover some secret?

Someone looked at Yang Hao, showing confusion.

However, everyone present knew very well that no matter what the secret of the ring in Xiao Qinger's hand was, since Son of Light had spoken, it belonged to Son of Light.

For a status like the Holy Son of Light, unless it is related to enlightenment, no one will make a wrong decision even if it is a surprise.

Of course, Lansheng can also choose to refuse.

But this is the Holy Land of Eternal Life, where countless old monsters are dormant.

Lan Sheng's attack just now was already against the rules.

She can only choose one of the two.

Either refuse, she dies, Xiao Qing'er dies.

Either agree, ring handed over.

"Can."

Sure enough, the wisdom of the sages was proficient, and Yuan Sheng spoke without any hesitation.

Immediately, her hand brushed over Xiao Qing'er's finger, and that simple and unsophisticated ring fluttered directly towards Yang Hao.

"By relying on external forces, you can never make yourself really strong."

"Qing'er, with your talent, you should be able to go further."

Lan Sheng looked at Xiao Qing'er who was unconscious. She actually knew a little about the simple ring in Xiao Qing'er's hand.

It's just that even if 16 knew it well, Yuan Sheng didn't deliberately explore the dark secret.

In the eyes of a sage, it is difficult to arouse their interest unless it involves the mystery of transcendence.

In Lan Sheng's view, handing over this ring now is not a bad thing for Xiao Qing'er.

"Then thank you Lan Sheng."

Yang Hao laughed softly, feeling the simple and simple ring in his palm, and could vaguely feel some fluctuations inside.

It's just obvious that the fluctuations in it are converging, closing his investigation.

Yang Hao also probably knew the secrets of this ring, so he didn't care about it, instead he put the ring into the Wuya Tower in his body with a smile.

After crossing the Divine Transformation light, he began to frantically scour this primitive ring.

Although I don't know if it is useful to cross the ring, but Yang Hao doesn't care.

Anyway, if you throw it into transition first, you won't make any mistakes.

"Is there anyone else to fight again?"

After putting away the ring, Yang Hao looked in all directions again and said loudly.

But silence answered him.

No one dared to go out.

Yang Hao is too evil.

Even Xiao Qing'er, a peerless genius who has risen to the level of a god, is still suppressed by Yang Haowu.

If it hadn't been for Lan Sheng's action, Xiao Qing'er might have fallen on the spot!

Facing such a cold-blooded and ruthless little monster, how many people dare to fight Yang Hao?

Even those old monsters in the Holy Land of Eternal Life hesitated.

Originally, they wanted to send Tianshu up to gain momentum for Yang Hao.

But now they found that the gap between Tianshu and Yang Hao was too great.

What is a momentum, at least there must be back and forth, to stimulate energy and spirit.

Tianshu...is not even qualified to give Yang Hao a stepping stone.

"That's all."

Yang Hao saw such a scene.

Know that no one will come out.

He smiled, and looked again at the Ziwei Golden Book that was shining with golden light all over the sky.

"That's it."

He had a thought.

The own name was finally printed on the Ziwei Golden Book.

"It's a pity, the son of Yaoguang is too heaven-defying, and he doesn't even have any opponents except Xiao Qing'er."

"Although Xiao Qing'er is also the pride of heaven, after all, there is only one person who has fought against Shengzi Yaoguang. If there is no accident, Shengzi Yaoguang should only be able to advance to a dozen, and at most twenty."

"That's scary, he's surrounded by Saint names, he's making history.

Many people saw that Yang Hao was so decisive to engrave the last breath on it, and they couldn't help but start to guess Yang Hao's final ranking in the Ziwei Golden Book.

Under the spotlight.

In an instant, the brilliance of Ziwei Golden Book began to flicker wildly!

The name of Yang Hao, which originally stayed at more than 400, began to jump up crazily!

He defeated Xiao Qing'er, and compared to Ziwei Golden Book, he plundered Xiao Qing'er's luck!

From now on, if Xiao Qing'er wants to enter the Ziwei Golden Book, it will be very difficult for her to reach the sky!

Correspondingly, Yang Hao got Xiao Qing'er's luck, condensed the general trend, and let his ranking soar wildly!

"Why, why is the ranking still improving? The name of the son of Yaoguang has already entered the 300th place!"

"Xiao Qing'er's luck is also extremely heaven-defying, and she directly sent a big Good Fortune to the son of Yaoguang. The names that can enter the top 300 are almost all existences above Saint, and his name is too conspicuous among them. gone."

"Still moving forward!"

"Two hundred! Shouldn't his name be in the top 100?"

One after another exclamation sounded.

No one thought that Yang Hao just defeated Xiao Qing'er, and his ranking soared like crazy!

In the end, Yang Hao's ranking unexpectedly surpassed many sages, staying at the 99th place!

"Xiao Qing'er..."

Seeing the final result, everyone subconsciously looked at Xiao Qing'er while being shocked.

Originally, Yang Hao had already stopped at more than 400, but because of Xiao Qinger, he made so much progress again by leaps and bounds!

There is no doubt that it is all due to Xiao Qing'er's luck!

This means that if Xiao Qing'er leaves her name on the Ziwei Golden Book, her ranking will be extremely high!

Even, it is no worse than the Holy Son of Fluctuation!

Then, now they all made wedding dresses for the Holy Son of Light!

THE...

"Why.

Even Xiao Qing'er's master, Lan Sheng, sighed when he saw this scene.

This time I really miscalculated.

I knew she should stop Xiao Qing'er.

No one thought that Xiao Qing'er's luck would be so great that it directly pushed Yang Hao to so many places.

Fortunately, Xiao Qing'er was seriously injured and lost consciousness at the moment, otherwise, based on Lan Sheng's understanding of Xiao Qing'er, he might cry out in anger.

"As expected of the protagonist's luck."

Yang Hao couldn't help laughing at the moment when he saw the name of own on the Ziwei Golden Book, fighting to the front in the vast golden light.

It's not that everyone didn't think of it.

At least, he knew that after defeating Xiao Qing'er, the harvest would be extremely terrifying.

Now it seems that there is no problem with his guess.

The main character's luck...is horrible.

"Unfortunately, this is just plundering Xiao Qing'er's luck to get into the Ziwei Golden Book, not her real luck.

Just when Yang Hao felt sorry.

Suddenly, the golden light that filled the sky was suddenly captured!

With Yang Hao's name engraved on it, it becomes the original huge golden book again!

At the next moment, a cloud of purple air fell down from the golden book, like a waterfall, falling towards Yang Hao's body.

"The title of the golden book, the luck of Ziwei Star has begun to sleep!"

"The ninety-ninth place in the Ziwei Golden Book, the crape myrtle luck that the son of Yaoguang can enjoy is already comparable to Saint!"

"It's really enviable!"

Looking at the purple air hanging down like a waterfall above Yang Hao's head, too many people were extremely jealous.

You know, those purple qi are all the luck of Ziwei Tianxing.

With the protection of these purple qi, Yang Hao's luck on the Ziwei star will be astonishingly good!

You can breakthrough when you sleep, and you can pick up treasures by bending over when you go out. There are countless exotic treasures and powerful creatures, all of which will come to Yang Hao continuously.

Enjoy the luck of Ziwei, and even be able to turn bad luck into good luck, and be protected by the entire star.

270 Those who provoke the son of Yaoguang without authorization in the Ziwei star, if their luck is not strong enough, they may even have bad luck and encounter unexpected disasters

There are too many benefits of luck.

Yang Hao got so much luck, how can people not be jealous?

But I can only be jealous.

After all, Yang Hao is backed by the Holy Land of Eternal Life, has sages as protectors, and is extremely evil himself. Unless the Great Emperor comes, who would dare to provoke the Son of Light?

Under the watchful eyes of countless strong men, Yang Hao at this moment is naturally extremely comfortable. The purple air of luck nourishes him, and in addition to increasing his luck, it also brings him direct benefits

"boom!"

There was only a bang in the body.

Yang Hao immediately fell into the state of epiphany, and directly realized all the Primordial runes that had not been Insightd in the Wuya Tower before.

He has been promoted from the eighth stage of the formation to the Ninth stage of the formation!

This also means that Yang Hao can start to gather all the runes in his body to form a killing array and break into the king level!

"The son of Yaoguang has broken through the stage, and he is still only the eighth stage day in the formation stage!"

"It's a pity, if the son of Yaoguang is a king, maybe the luck of Ziwei this time can directly help him improve several Realms."

"But even so, it's enough."

Hearing the enviable voices of many people, Yang Hao is also happy at the moment.

"May all your wishes come true."

"My luck is too strong now, with the Supreme Supernatural Power, the Supernatural Power, and the exploration of the secret realm, there will be no disadvantages.

"This time the Chief Sacred Code has really gained a lot."

"And, the benefits don't stop there."

"According to what my aunt told me, as long as you leave your name on the Ziwei Golden Book, you will automatically join the chief alliance and get the top resources of each Great Saint.

Yang Hao deeply felt that the chief of the Great Saint had too many resources, which made him deeply feel the benefits of his status. .