Ghost prison!
It is an indispensable prison in every town under the jurisdiction of Fengdu in the underworld, where those who are imprisoned are evil ghosts who are unruly and unruly.
The prison is set up in the ghost prison, and those imprisoned in the prison are also extremely vicious ghosts, who are always suffering from the torture of hell.
Most of these tortures are similar to the punishments in the eighteen layers of hell.
As for the fierce prison, those overlords who are powerful, unruly and unruly and do not obey anyone are detained.
Some of them were emperors in the human world before their death, some were indigenous people who occupied the mountains in the underworld, and some were ghost officials of the underworld who were demoted by the Northern Yin Emperor.
Of course.
In the underworld, there are countless towns like Pingwang City, if not tens of thousands, there are thousands, and as for those small cities, there are even more.
After all, as time goes by, there will be more and more ghosts in the underworld.
Just as the old saying goes, if the underworld and the heaven go to war, the heaven cannot guarantee it, but the underworld will definitely have more and more people.
However, there should be no emperor in Pingwang City. This is just the territory under the jurisdiction of King Pingdeng, with a radius of only a few thousand miles.
He spent more time in Fengdu Ghost Cave than here.
Zhang Kuian and Yang Shicheng came to the Ghost Prison.
The Ghost Prison was built underground, supported by countless giant pillars, and the degree of gloom and horror was similar to the outside world.
After all, where everyone is is hell.
After passing through layers of ghost prisons, they finally came to the deepest hell.
"Let me out, old man, let me out now."
"If you don't let me out, I'll eat you alive."
"In the human world, you were at least a bandit king. Damn it, you haven't started to rebel in the underworld yet, but you're locked up here. What's the point of being locked up here?"
"How dare a mere bandit king speak so arrogantly? Your grandfather was once the left general under Emperor Wu of Han."
"Do you know Huo Qubing? Huo Qubing is the distant uncle of the wife of the child of my father's uncle."
"..."
Good fellow, this is really Bulbasaur coming to the Miaomiao House to eat the wonderful Miaomiao Crispy Corner.
There are less than ten ghost prisoners in the evil prison, and each of these ten ghost prisoners is at the level of ghost king.
"Huh?"
Zhang Kuian seemed to sense something, so he looked sideways and saw a pair of eyes emitting domineering and fierce light in the dark cell.
These eyes flashed with endless ambition and barbarity.
"A late ghost king?"
Muttering, Zhang Kuian summoned a ghost soldier.
"At your disposal, Marshal!"
The ghost soldier knelt on one knee.
The old man turned around and looked at the eyes glowing with green light in the cell.
"Open the cell and let him out!"
"This... Marshal, this ghost is cruel..."
Zhang Kuian looked at him with a squinting look: "How can you talk about cruelty in front of me?"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
The pressure he exuded inadvertently made the ghost soldier feel terrified.
This is the underworld, and there is an authentic aura on any object. The cells of the ghost prison and the special iron locks and chains can bind the undead.
The moment the prison door was opened, an extremely violent evil spirit spread from the owner of the eyes.
The tall body was covered with thick black and green mist, and the special iron chain penetrated the scapula, binding his hands, feet and body.
The ghost soldier trembled as he opened the shackles.
At the moment of opening the shackles, the extremely evil undead casually grabbed the body of the ghost soldier and opened his mouth to eat.
With a puff.
The head of the ghost soldier exploded into a ball of mist, which was sucked dry by him.
The ghost soldier condensed another head, his face full of fear.
Zhang Kuian said in a calm tone: "I know you have been hungry for a long time, and a mere ghost soldier can't fill your appetite."
"In this ghost prison, there are more than 10,000 vicious undead. Submit to me and let you eat to your heart's content."
The undead with disheveled hair walked out of the cell step by step. As the shadows retreated, dim light was projected on him.
This is a big man over two meters tall, wearing a layer of secret silver fish scale armor, with a physique on the list, and broad shoulders enough to run a horse.
This physique, standing in front of Zhang Kuian, is half a head taller than him. The old man is a completely skinny old man.
You should know that Zhang Kuian's 1.9-meter-tall physique is already very burly, but in front of this undead, he looks a little petite.
The strong undead casually threw the ghost soldier out.
The poor little ghost soldier lost half of his ghost power.
But fortunately, he saved his life.
The strong undead was very close to Zhang Kuian, looking down at him.
His heroic and extraordinary appearance exuded domineering aura, a pair of soaring eyebrows, and a pair of eyes with four pupils.
"Double pupils?" Zhang Kuian smiled.
"Who are you? Why did you release me?" The strong undead's thick voice was as intimidating as thunder on the earth.
Zhang Kuian seemed to admire the strong man very much, and smiled faintly: "I allow you to be free, follow me to fight on the battlefield, and make achievements."
"Hahahaha..."
The strong man laughed wildly and said disdainfully: "Live as a hero, die as a ghost hero, do you think you are qualified to order me?"
As soon as the voice fell, a fist as big as a casserole fell on his head.
Zhang Kuian just restored his serious expression and waved his sleeves lightly at the strong man's body.
The ghost body of the strong man flew backwards uncontrollably.
No ghost power was used.
Just a little earth power was used.
The strong man's ghost climbed up from a distance, walked slowly, and looked at Zhang Kuian with fanaticism: "You are very strong, I respect the strong."
Zhang Kuian smiled faintly: "What's your name?"
The strong man's ghost looked arrogant: "I am the King of Western Chu, Xiang Ji of Jiangdong!"
The expression on Zhang Kuian's face was so wonderful.
You know, he went to the world of the living to study for hundreds of years before returning to the underworld. He knows all the history of the world.
"Oh? It turned out to be Xiang Yu!"
The smile on the old man's face became more intense.
In the world, who doesn't know his name, Xiang Yu, the King of Western Chu?
Yu's bravery is unparalleled in the ages!
It can be said that he is the ceiling-level figure among mortals.
Xiang Yu's eyebrows were frivolous: "Oh? Do you know me?"
Zhang Kuian nodded gently: "I have heard a little bit about it. Then Xiang Yu, are you willing to worship under my command, follow me to fight on the battlefield, and make achievements?"
This caused a commotion in the prison.
"Why let him out? I can also make achievements!"
"Stinky old man, let grandpa out."
"Old dog thing, they are all ghost kings, but you took a fancy to him. Are you blind?"
"Let me out!"
Xiang Yu's eyes were fanatical: "Defeat me, and I will..."
The words were not finished.
Zhang Kuian's eyes glared, and the exaggerated and terrifying pressure enveloped the entire ghost prison, especially the other cells in the prison.
One of the pressures was concentrated on the ghost king who insulted Zhang Kuian.
The body of this early ghost king was forcibly defeated and turned into green ghost energy.
Just a pressure made the early ghost king disintegrate and disappear. This abominable power made everyone frightened and dared not say anything more.
On the other hand, Xiang Yu was directly overwhelmed and knelt on the ground.
Although he knelt, he never bowed his head. He tried to raise his head and said with shock on his face: "Following you, can I become as strong as you?"
Zhang Kuian thought about it, then shook his head and said: "No, after all, not everyone can comprehend the power of the law of the earth."
"If you want to become a strong man like me, it depends on your understanding, but I can make you a ghost god in a short time."
Upon hearing this, Xiang Yu's double pupils lit up.
Slowly lowered his head. "General Xiang Yu pays respect to the lord!"