【The Top of the Clouds Hotel】

Golden Lung Tianzun came here early,

The application submitted by him for this group of 'typical patients' from the lesion to be exposed to the disaster has been approved, and they can officially go to the seventh heavenly realm today.

The team led by the Emperor had gathered in the hall, and the aura they exuded and the form they displayed made the guests look surprised, wary, and even shocked.

Among the thousands of worlds governed by the main material plane, there is no world whose life can express such distinct and intense biological characteristics.

After Reagan and Fay had eaten at the hotel, they followed them to the lobby.

Tianzun put his hands behind his back and asked with a smile, "Isn't Yi Chen here yet?" ”

Reagan shook his head, "I don't know, he's generally pretty punctual." ”

"Then wait a little longer."

Half an hour has passed, and there is still no trace of Yi Chen, and Tianzun, who is quite anxious, obviously can't wait, "The old man went to his room to see what the situation was, you wait a while." ”

Just as Tianzun was about to knock on the door in person, Reagan suddenly came to him in a flash, "I'd better go up, I remember Yi saying that he needed to retreat when we parted a week ago." ”

"What does it matter~ He has accepted my incarnation of Purple Lung, which is in tune with my breathing, and I can judge his specific state by breathing, and if he is really in an important retreat, it doesn't hurt to wait for him.

Let's go up together. ”

"Okay."

Just as the two stepped into the elevator and the door closed,

Tick! A drop of blood fell between the two.

In just one breath, the blood turned into the emperor's long-haired and handsome appearance, one hand arranging the red tie on the white shirt, and the other hand pulling the hair that was blocking the front of the ear behind the ear.

"What kind of retreat would you forget your appointment with me."

The Great Emperor joined in like this, and Tianzun on the side was quite surprised by such a rapid and perfect blood transfer.

In the Sanqing Heavens, there are also many guys who call themselves Blood Demons, Blood Venerables, and Blood Ancestors, but in Tianzun's opinion, none of them can complete the perfect transfer of the body with just a drop of blood like the Great Emperor, and this process actually does not rely on any so-called 'divine power', it is just a pure biological disease.

"What floor does Yi Chen live on?" The Great asked.

"Top floor." Reagan replied.

"Then I'll go up first, this mechanical vehicle is too slow."

Just as the Emperor was about to turn into blood and flow out of the elevator car, Reagan suddenly reached out and pressed against the metal wall.

The elevator, which had been normally pulling, suddenly began to increase in speed, reaching twenty times the original speed and did not stop at any floor in between.

Ding dong!

The elevator stopped steadily on the top floor, and when the door opened, Tianzun's beard was slightly crooked, and the emperor cast an approving gaze.

The passage in front of him was overflowing with evil energy, but it was nothing compared to death in a certain room.

The Emperor's twin pupils instantly locked on the door that was already pitch black, and should have been decaying and disintegrating a long time ago, only to ensure the stability of the door because of a strange magic circle drawn on the door.

Tianzun had already come to the door in a breath and looked at it carefully, "Who drew this array?" The standard is very high, otherwise the entire top floor of the hotel would have turned into a cemetery of death. ”

Tianzun looked at the formation on the door in surprise, and even picked out some gold dust to draw the formation with his hand.

"Little grapes?"

"It's not your lesion's formation, it's something from our side...... Whether it's the drawing material or the formation style, I remember where I've seen it before, and suddenly I can't remember it. ”

Just then, the door of the adjacent guest room opened, and a woman pushing a stroller walked out.

The woman made a very elegant gesture of greeting,

"I've seen Tianzun, the little woman is an inner disciple under the throne of the Ni Ying Demon Monarch, and she is currently living here. A few days ago, seeing that there was a strong dead air escaping from the room, considering the importance of the hotel, the little woman tried to draw a formation to suppress it. ”

"Ni Ying Demon Lord! No wonder I said that the gold dust used in this formation is so special...... Thank you so much. I wonder how Ni Ying Demon Lord is doing? ”

"Master, He is also in retreat, maybe he will do it again at the last minute."

"Say hello to Him for me."

"Okay, then I'll leave first!"

With the woman's departure, Golden Lung Tianzun did not suspect it,

The people who can live on this floor are all more famous evil god disciples, even if this woman doesn't suppress death, the guests in other rooms may also do it.

Moreover, Tianzun's mind was all on Yi Chen, and he was very curious about what kind of state the other party had reached.

respiratory cohomology,

But no matter how much Tianzun breathed, he couldn't get an internal response, as if there was no purple lung incarnation in it at all, or that the entire purple lung had withered.

Thinking of the incarnation organs he had given out being ruined, Tianzun couldn't help but feel a little angry,

"No, let's go inside and have a look."

In the same way, neither Reagan nor the Emperor could be sensed, and the twin eyes could only see a pitch-black silhouette hanging from the twins, and they could not see the specific situation.

Reagan stepped forward and put his palm on the door lock, "Try not to make a noise to Mr. Yi!" ”

The door lock opened silently under his mechanical control, and the surrounding air flow was no longer used as a medium of sound transmission under the control of Tianzun.

As the door slowly pushes open,

Tianzun immediately took out the cloth bag that had been prepared in advance, and all the death aura that overflowed from the door was inhaled into it, but the entire cloth bag could not be used anymore due to aging.

Before Tianzun could feel distressed, he was shocked by the picture in front of him,

At the same time, his face actually began to overflow with water, and at the same time, a strong desire to hang himself overflowed from the depths of his soul.

Not only Tianzun, but even the fully ascended Reagan also had an extra string of codes for the position in his body, which translates to 'hanging'.

The Emperor's eyes widened, "Have you become so powerful, Yi?" ”

Call!

Tianzun exhaled suddenly to expel the suicidal desire in his body with his breath, and sighed at the same time, "Has this guy already seen the Hanged King?" ”

Inside the house,

Yi Chen, who hangs on the rope, is like a dried corpse that has been dead for thousands of years.

The feature that caused everyone to want to hang themselves was his sunken and circled face...... It's just different from the Hanged King's completely hollow face.

Yi Chen's face did not run through into a hollow, but a 'pit' that was sunken inward, and he even felt that some dead bacteria were wriggling between the pits.

Perhaps sensing the arrival of an outsider, his arms like dead wood began to move slowly, lifting and grasping the rope,

As Yi Chen's head gradually moved out of the rope, his body also changed back from a thousand-year-old corpse, and the pits on his face were filled back.

The surrounding deaths are all recycled at this moment.

The rooms became everything as normal.

"Sorry, I forgot the time!" Yi Chen looked at the three people in front of him and knew that he must be late.

"It doesn't matter, it's just an extra hour of waiting...... Your state is more suitable for coming into contact with the imprisoned Calamity.

You've arrived at the Death Hall so quickly, faster than we expected, and you've gained some insights from the Hanged King. ”

"You've known about the Hanged King's departure, haven't you?" Yi Chen asked.

"Of course I do...... Otherwise, when you break the seal, there will be at least three Supreme Divinities and more than a dozen Median Positions of Self-Created Godheads to suppress you.

If the Hanged King hadn't left, it would have been impossible for us to give you such a dangerous forbidden rope that could quickly approach the sinking temple. ”

(End of chapter)