Poof.

Although the mood is very heavy, a post made Lin Chong happy.

This is poisonous...... Inspiration is poisonous, ha.

'Where's the laugh?'

“...... I don't know. Lin Chong said.

However, looking at the post again, Lin Chong's mood was low again.

After the Beihai Xuanlong sent the curse of dragon poison from the void to the earthly world, the Kunlun immortals were about to collapse.

Under the divine realm, cultivators who have not yet reached the realm of 'Qi is like golden soup solidifying mud' are exchanging spiritual opportunities with the outside world all the time.

And once you inhale the poison of the dragon curse, you will die in half an hour, and after death, you will turn into a ghost of a dragon corpse.

At this moment three days later, above the Dongsheng Divine Continent, there were hundreds of thousands of dragon corpse ghosts, and these players were all trapped ghoul shells and could not go offline.

You must know that Yuan Ying is the average level of the traversers.

As long as you are in this realm, you will be harmed by the poison of the dragon curse, unless you are lucky and stay within the protection of the sky lantern enchantment.

The poison of the dragon spell will also be dissolved by the sky lantern enchantment.

If you accidentally inhale the poison of the dragon spell, you will inevitably be killed, but if you deliberately avoid it and keep using spirit stones as consumption, it will not be harmful.

However, it was later proved that even if it is not inhaled, the poison of the dragon spell will adhere to the surface of the monk's body, and for more than seven days, it will form a layer of 'poisonous scab', which will also cause the cultivator to die, and after death, he will also turn into a dragon corpse ghost.

You have to shake yourself with your spirit all the time to get rid of the poisonous curse.

The same is true for scattered immortals and true immortals.

The poison of the dragon spell is extremely corrosive, and it is difficult for any Kunlun immortal to escape.

On the day of the change, "Otherworld" announced an emergency shutdown of the server for maintenance.

However, it took nearly three days for the hundreds of thousands of Kunlun Immortals affected by the mutation to kill them one by one and expel them offline.

Before killing the Beihai Xuanlong, Lin Chong didn't plan to let them go online again.

The furnace keeper's trick is too poisonous, which is equivalent to directly digging the foundation of Kunlun Immortals, and the Kunlun Immortals under the Yuan Infant will no longer exist.

In this battle with the Beihai Xuanlong, the Kunlun Immortals under the True Immortal level do not have to participate.

Kunlun Immortal Sect, 30 million cultivators, all went offline overnight and turned into nothing.

Dongsheng Shenzhou suddenly seemed to be the imperial capital during the Spring Festival before the invention of the Teleportation Heavenly Gate, and the entire emptiness came down.

Kunlun Immortals are facing a desperate situation, and they can still go offline to dodge, but what about the Twenty-Four Immortal Sects, what about the tens of billions of Dongsheng Divine Continent residents, and the monsters and spirits all over the world?

......

Changan.

Huge Chang'an City.

It has become a zombie city.

Countless human beings who turned into ghouls wandered in the bustling streets and markets of the past, they were all cultivators in Chang'an City, and there were quite a few Kunlun immortals. Ordinary people who have not attained cultivation can only hide in their homes with trembling knees, and if there is a loud noise outside, they will be frightened.

The curse of dragon poison only exists in the spiritual machine.

Ordinary people have no contact with the spirit machine in their lives, neither absorb nor use it, but they are not affected.

But there are so many dragon corpse ghosts with cultivation outside, but they threaten their lives all the time.

Daming Palace.

Wei Yingwu held the True Dragon Heavenly Son Sword in his fifth hand.

A group of dragon corpse ghosts down the stairs, these ghouls, who were his loyal subordinates a few days ago, have now become ignorant and unaware of cannibalism.

"Your Majesty, go quickly!" a Five Grain Immortal Sect elder yelled at Wei Yingwu.

"Let's go, where can I go? Beihai Xuanlong has turned the entire world into a nightmare, where can I go?" Wei Yingwu, who was already nearly sixty years old, sat on the throne with a horizontal sword in front of his knees, and had been refining the Xuangong Dao method for thirty years, and now he was back at the peak of the Yuan Shen, without the poison of the dragon curse, but he couldn't break the desperate situation in the world.

"The world is like a dream, people are in the furnace, where can they escape......" Wei Yingwu smiled bitterly, the young man who was full of spirit and wanted to reorganize this life in the past has finally become a middle-aged man who knows the limits of his ability.

"Your Majesty, the Ming Dynasty is tied to you!" an elder shouted, "Go find the Sun Moon Immortal Venerable!"

"They can't protect themselves...... This Ming Dynasty will end with this earthly world. Wei Yingwu sighed.

The open door of the hall was slammed shut, and the last rays of sunlight shining into the main hall were isolated from the outside of the hall, and the main hall sank into complete darkness.

At this moment, there was a loud bang, and the door of the temple was opened, and several dragon corpse ghosts leaning on the temple gate were blown apart.

A handsome young man in a black and red robe stepped into this hall.

As he stepped in, the entire hall was like falling into the land of the bright moon, shining light, sprinkled into the darkness, and the corpses at the door of the hall touched this light, and immediately froze in place like a wood carving stone sculpture.

"Sun Moon Immortal Venerable!" Wei Yingwu's remaining ten courtiers shouted the name of the person who came.

Xu Junhu stroked his sleeves, and seven or eight white light divine patterns shining in the air fell all over the hall in turn, and suddenly the light of the bright moon was scattered all over, and all the corpses were frozen in place.

"Earthly sky lanterns can make dragon spells poisonous. Xu Junhu said to Wei Yingwuyan: "The immortal instructed me to bring a thousand sky lanterns, spread all over Chang'an, the poison of the dragon curse is not deep, the sky lantern can be rescued, if the poison is deep, become a corpse, kill it quickly." ”

After that, Xu Junhu stroked his sleeves and wanted to leave.

"Sun Moon Immortal Venerable!" Wei Yingwu shouted.

Xu Junhu turned his head, and saw Wei Yingwu kneeling down slowly, kowtowing to the ground, "...... Please inform the immortals, I was wrong. ”

Xu Junhu knew where Wei Yingwu was wrong.

Since the power of Kunlun Immortal has become more and more powerful, Wei Yingwu is worried that Kunlun Immortal will subvert his regime, and in Chang'an City, a ban has been issued, not allowing Kunlun Immortal to be stationed, and in Daming Palace, sky lanterns are not allowed to appear.

Lin Chong was unwilling to be embarrassed by Wei Yingwu, and the pioneer group held the basic action concept of respecting the civilization of this world, so Wei Yingwu's decision was thoroughly followed.

The pioneer group had already withdrawn from Chang'an, and the players only appeared in Chang'an in twos and threes, and the 30 million Kunlun Immortals had no station in Chang'an.

Now...... What's the use of knowing wrong?

"You're doing it yourself. Xu Junhu snorted coldly.

If Lin Chong hadn't instructed him not to interfere with Wei Yingwu's administration, Xu Junhu would have killed Wei Yingwu when he issued a ban that year.

Do you still need to wait for the scourge of dragon corpses today?

After doing this, Xu Junhu turned into the Three Tribulations Xuanguang, escaped into the void, and when he reappeared, he had already reached the top of Kunlun.

Stand at the spire of reincarnation.

Xu Junhu looked at the Beihai Xuanlong hovering in the northeast sky, and muttered to himself: "There are still seven days, shame before the snow, just then......"

"What is the shame of the snow?" a voice sounded beside Xu Junhu.