My little country

"Don't kneel down yet!"

"Kneel...down..."

The creator of the fog in the mirror has a much longer voice, and the spiritual pressure in the space has also increased a bit.

The archangel in the old king's body also felt a trace of depression, and couldn't help but glow from his body.

Hum!

There are countless gears in the secret space, at this moment as if time has stopped, suddenly they are stuck.

The red and black dots in the clock also stopped.

The three luminous stars in the mist in the mirror dimmed first.

A few seconds later.

It was suddenly bright, and suddenly a large mist brought these three stars closer to the mirror, making them bigger and brighter.

A harsh voice sounded:

"You are not the creator of the Creator!"

"You are not an experimental subject, who are you?"

"Where do you come from, don't you know that this place is the testing ground for the great Seven-Colored Dharma Lord?"

"Colorful Master?"

Xiao Yu was startled slightly, and then directed Da Tian to reply using the old king's mouth:

"I haven't heard of it, I only know the Grey Robe Lord."

The term "Grey Robe Fajun", Xiao Yu used the ancient language of Xiaorenguo.

But obviously, this kind of vocabulary referring to a certain Huiyue great power is already a universal pronunciation.

Just like a mother.

You know what you mean when you hear it?

"Grey Robe Lord?"

The mist in the mirror was slightly startled, and immediately retorted:

"impossible!"

"The Grey Robe Lord has already fallen asleep in another secret realm, and there is no conflict with my Colorful Lord!"

"you are lying!"

The mist roared, and the gears around it turned again.

An uneasy atmosphere filled the air.

Dozens of invisible void hands appeared around the old king.

Just waiting for a movement in the misty mind, the old king can be hammered into powder.

"Ah!"

Xiao Yu sneered, his mind moved, and the small black ball that had trapped the one-eyed Master Gray Robe appeared in his hand.

Next breath.

The mist that was about to shoot, felt the one-eyed breath of the gray-robed monarch overflowing from the old king.

This strange and deep breath.

Mist only perceives it, and immediately realizes that the other party is not lying.

They really have some kind of connection with the Grey Robe Lord.

And the connection is not shallow, otherwise it will not be so easy to draw on the breath of the other party...

"call……!"

"Even if it is the deployment of the Gray Robe Lord, you should not come to this planet!"

"You have crossed the line!"

"So... honestly be imprisoned by me."

"After my lord and the gray-robed monarch both wake up, we will discuss your fate."

The decision to hear the fog.

The archangel was startled slightly and hummed secretly with disdain.

This guy is also an opinionated person.

However, it can be regarded as keeping the old king safe.

In addition, it also leads to the layout of the bright moon in the bilunar planet.

The minimum goal has been reached!

Next... In fact, as long as the main fleet arrives, you can liberate the unfair treatment suffered by the double-moon planet.

Also those wise civilizations are a big fair!

Thinking of this, the archangel did not resist the void hands that came up around him.

Watching them grab themselves and throw them into a clock.

The archangel sank into the clock.

He immediately disconnected from Xiao Yu.

But the last piece of information made Xiao Yu realize that the gears and clocks in this secret realm were not furnishings.

Together, they form a very special space-time array, forming a kind of folding space.

This technique made Xiao Yu very greedy.

Folding space too!

This thing is comparable to the wonders of the space world in his hands.

Considering the current interstellar technology,

If every battleship could use the folding space to store massive ammunition and fuel.

Then many problems in the long-distance voyage of the starry sky can be easily solved.

Combat capabilities can also be extended for a long time.

In addition, if these space-time magic circles are malleable, they might be able to magically change the space shield version of the energy shield.

Let your own interstellar technology take another big step forward!

This discovery made Xiao Yu's heart moved, and he selected a group of more elite angels and heroic spirits, as the rapid force, first went through the void to the location of the double moon planet.

Then it didn't wait for the main fleet to be fully assembled.

Xiao Yu boarded the miraculous interstellar battleship first. After he had enough materials, he opened the door of the void and dragged the entire battleship into the void and soared.

Bi-lunar planets, within the bi-lunar kingdom.

The old king was suddenly taken away by mysterious power, which gave the defeated aristocratic coalition a little bit of time to linger.

At the beginning, these noble coalition forces still felt that they and others could defeat the remnants of the old king.

After all, the monster of the old king has been captured by the true god.

Maybe there is a mess in the royal capital now, and a rebel army has appeared to welcome the king.

The prince thought so too, that, hiding behind him, he ran to the front non-stop, stood side by side with the old count, and constantly showed his sense of existence.

"What are we waiting for? My father is no longer here, and the king is my final say!"

"Believe me, there are still many loyal ministers who support me!"

In the frontline tent, the prince stood by the round table with vigor, and waved Fang Qiu in front of dozens of nobles and foreign leaders.

"Are you worried about my lovely brother?"

"Hahaha! That guy is nothing but cute!"

"He can't even hunt hares! Apart from deceiving your wives and daughters, there is no other advantage!"

"Such a guy, do you have to worry too?"

Listening to the urging words of the prince obviously impatiently.

The old earl sneered, knowing that this was the prince and he was worried.

No way, his power was cleared by the old king before the war began.

There is not much difference between him and the little prince in the eyes of the noble coalition.

Although the prince represents orthodoxy and stability.

Choosing him as the king will make the Kingdom of Double Moon a smooth transition to this chaos.

but!

Among the aristocratic coalition forces, there are many careerists who are aware of opportunities, and don't want the royal family to continue to monopolize power.

Let the royal family decline, isn't it good for everyone to divide each other's property?

Maybe it can be replaced. Anyway, what the old king has done has already blasphemed the true god, and falling to the throne is also right?

There are definitely a lot of nobles thinking in this way, and the number is constantly increasing.

Therefore, faintly, the nobility supporting the little prince also increased.

Just as the old earl yawned, preparing to end this meeting.

A cold wind suddenly blew out of the tent.

But it was a five-big and three-thick noble swordsman who walked in stride and said with an iron face:

"The Secret Agent of the Capital City is back."

"That high priest took a group of Cthulhu fanatics who didn't know where they emerged, and received the armory and granary."

"A strict martial law has been imposed again, and the royal capital... has not become messy!"

Speaking of this, the nobleman paused, and continued to say in a bad tone:

"During the period, an officer led a team to make trouble."

"The high priest, who demonstrated the same terrifying ability as His Majesty King, hammered all the insurgents on the spot..."

"Like your majesty... a monster?"

Hearing this, everyone in the tent fell into deathly silence...