my virtual kingdom

Chapter 222
Just when the two of them were at the point of their sabres.

The second son of the Zhang family came out and hurriedly cupped his hands towards Zhao Feng: "Master Chenghuang, misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding! My brother is too irritable, he meant to say that my father still has his last words to say before he dies. It will definitely not hinder the City God's Mansion from enforcing the law!"

"Second brother, you."

The second child of the Zhang family turned his head and shook his head slightly at the eldest.

Seeing this, Zhang's parents turned their heads away reluctantly.

"I understand the filial piety of the two of you, but people and ghosts have different paths. Even if you force them to stay, there is no more meaning. You should hand over your father's dead soul."

Hearing these words, Zhang's parents and son's eyes cracked sharply, and a pair of iron fists were clenched.

After a while, he let go of his fist, closed his eyes and said, "Okay!"

Zhang's parents took a step back, and the matter was easily resolved.

After a stick of incense.

Ghost 27 locked up Mr. Zhang with a soul lock, then bowed his hands to Mr. Zhang's parents, followed Zhao Feng, and returned the same way.

Zhang's parents and sons watched the ghost messenger go away with their father's soul in handcuffs, and their hearts were like a sword being pierced.

Helpless form is stronger than people, so he had to bow his head.

He is very clear about the strength of Handu City God.

Over the years, no matter whether it was sweeping away the fairy gates of the big and small families in Yuzhou, or cleaning up the ghosts and dead souls in the territory.

This Handu City God has always been active in it, and he is a real foundation-building monk.

In today's prehistoric world, there has been a war between the monsters and the monsters.

The Yuanshen has fallen, and the Yuanying has disappeared, and the Jindan stage is the peak combat power in the prehistoric.

As a foundation cultivator who is only one realm lower than Jindan, he is undoubtedly a strong man who can sit on one side.

Zhao Feng is exactly such a strong man.

That's why he chose to compromise.

If they resist, don't look at them Zhang Fu Wu suppressed a group of people, I am afraid that they will be wiped out by the other party in an instant.

As a foundation-building cultivator who had been slaughtered, he didn't think that Zhao Fengfeng was merciful to their Zhang family.

On the way back.

Ghost 27 has lingering fears.

While hesitating, it asked in a low voice: "Master Chenghuang! If the Zhang family chose to do something just now, then what?"

"They don't dare," Zhao Feng smiled slightly, looking at Mr. Zhang who was bound by the soul lock, "Am I right, Mr. Zhang?"

"What Lord Chenghuang said is true! What he said is true!"

Mr. Zhang bowed again and again.

Now he is just a ghost, no longer the patriarch of the Zhang family.

Facing Zhao Feng, the posture should be as humble as possible.

Not to mention facing Zhao Feng, even facing the ghost messenger who is holding it, it dare not offend at all.

It still understands the truth that the king of Hades is easy to deal with, and the little devil is difficult to deal with.

"Ghost 27, do your job well, your opportunities in the future may exceed your imagination!"

After mentioning a word, Zhao Feng stopped talking.

Ghost 27 saw that Chenghuang was unwilling to speak, so he didn't dare to disturb him any more.

Everyone was speechless all the way, and returned to Handu City God's domain.

Of course, Zheng Dong didn't know about the small things that happened in Handu City God's Mansion.

At this moment, although he was in the wilderness, he was busy with a major event.

He used the book of truth to open up a new plane outside the existing prehistoric land.

Perhaps it is not accurate to say that, the two planes are actually connected together, but the passage connecting the planes was blocked by Zheng Dong with a special portal.

If you want to open the portal, you must get Zheng Dong's permission.

This new plane is called by Zheng Dong, the underworld.

It has been several months since the last prehistoric expansion.

In Zheng Dong's hands, tens of millions of points of divine power were stored.

In order to open up the underworld, Zheng Dong smashed all the stored divine power into it at once.

Just like opening up the virtual kingdom of God for the first time, the underworld was formed instantly according to Zheng Dong's vision.

Only this time, he didn't arrange ghost positions in the underworld.

For example, Zheng Dong did not create the familiar Ten Temples of Hades, Four Great Judges, Impermanence in Black and White, Bull Head and Horse Face, Meng Po, etc.

Not to mention the ghost emperors of the five directions and Emperor Fengdu who are above the ten kings of hell.

In the future, when the prehistoric world will manifest, these priesthoods in the underworld are real immortal positions, and the importance of their priesthood is second only to the heavenly court.

It is not comparable to a land or a river god.

In addition, all the Shinto positions granted in the prehistoric world will be invalidated when the God Conferring Calamity is opened.

How could it be possible for Zheng Dong to allow those people who have neither merit nor cultivation to sit on the throne of heaven.

However, although Zheng Dong did not create ghosts and gods in the underworld, he almost built the structure of the underworld according to the appearance of the underworld in myths and legends.

Moreover, since Zheng Dong came up with the idea, the Book of Truth was built.

The effect after construction far exceeded Zheng Dong's expectations.
When he walked in the newly opened dungeon, he felt so gloomy that it made people feel cold unconsciously.

You know, he is a Jindan cultivator, and he still has this feeling when walking in this underworld. One can imagine how ordinary dead souls will feel when walking among the underworld.

If he had done a lot of evil in the underworld during his lifetime, let alone go through the trial of the underworld, if he just let him go through the underworld, he would probably have a nervous breakdown.

In the underworld, there are Wuchang Hall, Naihe Bridge, Guimen Pass, Huangquan Road and so on.

It's just that there is no one in the building.

For the time being, Zheng Dong intends to turn the underworld into a large shelter for the dead.

As for the functions of the underworld, Zheng Dong doesn't need it for the time being, anyway, the city gods from all over the world will do it for him.

At that time, it is only necessary for the city god to send the dead souls to the underworld.

As for the souls used in reincarnation, their memory will be washed out anyway, and they will not remember everything in the underworld.

Ten thousand steps back, among the people who will be reincarnated in the future, if someone achieves the immortal position and restores Su Hui, it will only be the reason for the chaos at the beginning of the underworld, and no one will think of Zheng Dong.

Of course, it is estimated that by then, even if everyone knows that Zheng Dong is the Lord of the Great Desolation, it will not be a big deal.

Handu City God's legal domain.

As soon as Zhao Feng came back, an unexplainable premonition came to his heart.

"This is... the underworld is about to reopen?"

Zhao Feng's heart skipped a beat.

Gradually, this feeling became stronger and stronger.

As soon as he returned to the City God's Law, Zhao Feng rushed to the place where the souls of the dead in Handu were imprisoned without stopping.

Handu is the capital of Yuzhou.

The territory with a radius of hundreds of miles is under the jurisdiction of Handu City God.

Such a large area, but not many people.

The reason is that there have been years of wars in the flood and famine, and a large number of people died.

But there are not many living people, but there are many dead souls.

In the Handu City God's jurisdiction alone, at least nearly [-] dead souls are imprisoned.

This is also the result of Zhao Feng killing a large number of evil spirits when he was besieging the dead souls.

Step into the prison where the souls of the dead are held.

The Yin Qi suddenly became thicker, and all kinds of miserable screams could be heard endlessly, either scolding or begging for mercy.

"Let me out! Let me out quickly!"

"I'm going to eat you raw! I'll tear your soul apart bit by bit!"

"City God, spare me! I don't dare to do it again!"

"let me out!"

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(End of this chapter)