Luo Liang sincerely admired and looked thoughtful.

This is the first time he has encountered someone whose cultivation is lower than his own and who can calmly resolve his attacks.

Wuhen's cultivation was not fake.

The key is that as the Yuanzu, the realm of "Tao" is too high.

"Okay, Fellow Daohen will stay by my side."

Luo Liang nodded.

It’s not that Luo Liang truly believed in Wuhen’s strength, at most he believed and doubted.

No matter how high the realm is, it is only a leverage, which will increase the existing strength and make a huge difference.

But without a certain level of cultivation, it cannot pry such a large leverage.

"At the beginning, I became the protector of fellow Taoist Luo, and this was the case."

Wuhen's face showed a look of remembrance.

He stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the starry sky outside, and a long-lost color appeared in his unstoppable eyes.

...

"Well, I've prepared ways to save my life and run away anyway."

Luo Liang had another conspiracy.

"If you encounter a majeure danger, you can sell it... Cough! It's just a piece of blue-clothed rag. I think this Yuanzu won't blame it."

Wuhen passed the "verification" of his punch, his strength was at least not a drag.

With such a high level, he is sensitive enough to perceive danger. It is a help to Luo Liang, and he will not suffer any losses if he keeps him by his side.

"Set off."

Luo Liang no longer hesitated and issued instructions to the spacecraft's intelligent brain.

The civil aviation spacecraft engine started and drilled into the deep and mysterious wormhole.

In less than a few hours.

The spaceship Luo Liang and his two were riding in broke away from the sub-space and appeared at the entrance of the wormhole at the other end of the border of the Red Dragon Empire.

Return to material space, the distortion of time and space disappears.

"This is……"
Chapter completed!