There is no doubt about it.

Zhuhe saw Wuding City, right in front of him.

Three months have passed.

In this land, almost all of them are already youkai.

Fengxu City in the west has fallen into the encirclement of demonic mist, and the 100,000 homeless people outside the city have been completely distorted into monsters.

All this is observed by the Zhuhe Heavenly General through the Heavenly Eye and the Heavenly Hearing.

But fortunately, there is nothing to do in Fengxu City, it protects itself well, and Yu Wuhan's guy knows how to filter these distorted demonic mist, so that the air and water breathed by the people in the city are no problem, and then it will not be affected.

In this way, it is better to be able to survive for a long time.

But he was also trapped by the magic mist.

Unless, Yu Wuhan can't help but want to run, he can take the entire Fengxu City, like the current core of the Eastern Capital, with him.

Slowly northward.

For the time being, there is nothing that can penetrate the demonic fog without being distorted and distorted, so Zhuhe doesn't know how to convey a message to them and tell them to go all the way north.

Yu Wuhan didn't move, and Bacheng was also because he didn't know where to go in this situation.

After all, it is a place where the highest craftsmanship of contemporary artisans is assembled.

Fengxu City, at the beginning of its establishment, was to defend against the enemy in the west, and the enemy in the west was not only the Qingyi, Hongzhi, and Giant Sky tribes, but also the demons in the west.

Now, the demon clan has invaded Yanfeng Country in an unexpected and unguardable way, and no one can predict what kind of attack it is, but, obviously, the arrangement that Zhuhe made in Fengxu City back then has taken effect, at least it can resist the magic fog, and the entire Fengxu City is shrouded in a terrifying and weird magic fog, and it has not been deformed, and what kind of deformity has been born, which also shows that his guess in this regard may be right.

In that case, it's much better.

In Zhuhe's heart, he probably had such a vague guess and idea.

Regarding the speculation of the demon mist, he had discussed it with Ding Youding Zuoxiang before, and it was very likely that the distortion was humans, and the breath of humans, and the items used by humans, as well as the human beings themselves, were all objects of distortion, so after Ding Youcai learned about Qingyi's affairs at the first moment, he went directly to Qingyi Caoyi County, and saw that they used livestock and people to suppress the demon fog, so he panicked even more, and directly asked Emperor Qingyi to evacuate all living beings.

and give up the land of a thousand miles.

But it's a pity that Qingyi can't do it, so Qingyi falls.

Now, the three kingdoms of Baofeng, Hongji, and Yanfeng are all accepting the invasion of the demon clan at the same time, and they are beginning to do all kinds of defensive things.

However, General Zhuhe had already said how to isolate the demonic fog with the ministers who were friends with the other two countries.

I don't know if Hongji and Baobong are willing to give up their land.

In front of him, Wuding City stood on the top of a high mountain like a magnificent giant.

At the foot of the mountain, an army of 100,000 monsters had already been gathered, and the ten demon clan venerables performed their duties, standing in different directions, looking coldly at this slow-moving steel city.

They had never seen so much steel and bronze, let alone a city made of steel and bronze.

The Eastern Capital turned out to be hiding such a hand.

If Wuding City is a giant made of wood, then what the Zhuhe Heavenly General is now manipulating is a giant of steel and bronze.

And between the two giants is the army of 100,000 demon clans, as well as ten demon clan venerables.

Zhuhe stood at the head of the steel city and frowned as he watched the monsters below.

"In the past, we want to see His Majesty the Demon Saint. ”

Zhuhe said.

However, he actually had the answer in his heart for a long time, His Majesty the Demon Saint may no longer be there, this monster in Wuding City, maybe it is, no matter which one it is, he now has a nameless anger in his heart.

Mo Yanghao stood beside him: "Sir, our Holy Hand Yao Yuanlong is also inside, if you wait a while... If there's a fight, I'll give him a signal. ”

Zhuhe snorted, Yao Yuanlong was able to break the ban on Wuding City that he set up, which was expected, after all, Wuding City was his work two hundred years ago, two hundred years ago, as the only organization qualified to be compared with the Divine Axe Bureau, it should have already figured out all those wooden things, otherwise, it would be too talentless, Mo Yanghao was originally his own student, how could the holy hand of his organization not be able to crack Wuding City.

It's just that Zhuhe smelled a very strong breath, a smell of blood, and traces of corpses everywhere.

It's winter now, and the winter in the north is especially cold, so those flies haven't come out, and these corpses should have all been eaten by youkai.

Zhuhe also saw in the distance, not far from the foot of Wuding City Mountain, a discolored red flag was erected.

It was the battle flag of General Che Wu in the North, and at the same time, several huge war drums fell to the ground, covered in wind and snow.

However, when the messenger he sent out, as soon as he walked out of the city gate, he was immediately pounced on by the surrounding monsters, and before he had time to react, he was already completely eaten, and he was right under the nose of Zhuhe.

At this moment, Zhuhe's anger was completely ignited.

He already had doubts about whether to recapture Wuding City, but with the will of His Majesty Emperor Wu, he didn't think about recapturing Wuding City, but he didn't expect that the current development had already deviated from His Majesty Wuhuang's assumptions, and the deviation was a bit outrageous.

There have been so many changes, the three princes were killed, His Majesty Emperor Wu died, the eldest prince and the second prince fought among themselves, the right minister was installed, Nanyi rebelled, Shi Xingwen died, the monsters were in chaos, the demons invaded, and so many things broke out at once, which made Zhuhe a little difficult.

But you have to calm down.

Now, how can he be calm?

The only way to do this is to kill them.

Just a thought, as if it was a snake-like golden imperial rune, began to slowly "wrap" around his body from under his feet.

He began to connect with the steel city.

In front of him were ten Demon Clan Venerables, and Zhuhe could feel their aura, which was very powerful, and it was fundamentally different from those next to him, so he only focused on these ten.

Mo Yanghao stretched out his hand, and blue imperial runes began to appear on his hands, and at this time, a small piece of iron slipped out of his body, and its shape was like a snowflake in the sky, which was difficult to detect.

Without much communication, the war began.

The small iron piece recorded the news and flew to Wuding City.