Kunpeng took a step forward, he looked at Bashan's guarded eyes, and said with a sneer:

"If I can help you get rid of Miluo Tianzun, are you willing to help me?"

Kunpeng stared at the other party very confidently, Nahashan's huge dragon eyes glared, he obviously didn't expect Kunpeng to say such words.

Bashan looked Kunpeng up and down, and he finally said in a cold voice:

"Your strength is much stronger than mine, but you can't kill Miluo Tianzun!

Bashan obviously didn't trust Kunpeng, and he couldn't just talk to Kunpeng in a few words.

As for Bashan's willingness to talk to Kunpeng, the first reason is that Kunpeng is an intruder from the outside world, and his aura is incompatible with the Miluo world, which makes Bashan see Kunpeng's identity at first sight.

The second point is Kunpeng's strength, his aura is extremely powerful, which makes Bashan feel very jealous.

If it was an ordinary weak intruder, how could Bashan talk nonsense with him?

The third point is that Kunpeng also has the ability to block the attack of the Divine Pattern, which obviously has something in common with Bashan.

When Kunpeng heard Bashan's words, he nodded and said:

"With my current strength, I really can't kill Miluo Tianzun, after all, the other party is the Supreme of the Mixed Yuan Nine Heavens, and I am only in the realm of the Mixed Yuan Seven Heavens. ”

Kunpeng's directness surprised Bashan a little, and he looked at Kunpeng with big eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

"However, if I can't kill Miluo Tianzun, with your cultivation and your current situation, I'm afraid it's even more hopeless, right?"

Kunpeng's strength far surpassed that of Bashan, so he was also the most likely to kill Miluo Tianzun.

Moreover, if a foreign monk enters the Miluo world, he can't come here for no reason.

Entering a new world is like entering a foreign object in a person's body, and in this case, the whole world must concentrate on eliminating this outsider.

And Kunpeng, as this outsider, if he didn't have enough reasons, how could he risk this dedication?

Therefore, in Bashan's opinion, since Kunpeng has come to the Miluo World, and even to the Land of Divine Patterns, then it must have some plans.

Perhaps, defeating Miluo Tianzun is exactly Kunpeng's purpose?

Just as Bashan hesitated, a majestic voice spread in all directions, appearing in the ears of Kunpeng and Bashan.

"Bashan, take this distinguished guest to my territory for a while!"

When Kunpeng heard this call, he couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.

At this time, Bashan no longer hesitated, his huge head was slightly downward, and he actually looked surrendered.

"Please!"

Bashan mobilized his huge head, and he led the way in front, personally leading Kunpeng deeper into the land of divine patterns.

As the Supreme of the Mixed Yuan Five Heavens, this Bashan actually obeyed that voice, and he had the posture of a servant, which shocked Kunpeng's heart, and some of his previous guesses also surfaced in his mind again.

With Bashan leading the way, Kunpeng is no longer going deep aimlessly, and Bashan, who is leading the way in front, his heart is also full of doubts.

"What is so special about this intruder?

Bashan couldn't help but turn around and look at Kunpeng again, but in the end, he found nothing.

As Kunpeng and Bashan advanced, the attack of the divine pattern in this core place became more intense, and it seemed as if a continuous heavy rain was falling here.

And this dense raindrop is composed of countless god pattern attacks!

If it weren't for the fact that both Kunpeng and Bashan had the ability to isolate the attacks of the Divine Pattern, I was afraid that even with the cultivation of the two of them, they would not be able to retreat here.

In the end, Kunpeng was already facing a more terrifying attack than a downpour, and there were divine patterns everywhere, as if the place where Kunpeng was placed was a world of divine patterns!

The sky, the earth, everything here is made up of god patterns.

After Kunpeng arrived here, the power in his body that had been suppressed by the Miluo World had finally fully recovered, and he was no longer bound by anything!

"Distinguished guests welcome you, please take a seat quickly!"

Just as Kunpeng was looking, an old man in sackcloth walked out of that sacred mountain.

This old man has a childish face, his face is peaceful, and the linen clothes also look very simple.

Kunpeng's eyes narrowed slightly, he couldn't see through the other party's cultivation at all.

"Kunpeng has seen the elders!"

Although this old man did not have a trace of energy fluctuations on his body, Kunpeng instinctively respected him very much.

His momentum made Kunpeng feel very unusual, like the feeling when facing an extremely powerful supreme.

The old man waved his hand lightly, with a smile on his face, and said indifferently:

"Distinguished guests have come from afar, please take a seat!"

In an instant, as soon as the old man's voice fell, there was a low stone table, two futons, and three teacups gradually condensed.

Say what you say!

Kunpeng hugged his fists, and he sat down in the lower position.

The old man in Mai personally poured tea for Kunpeng, at this time Naha Mountain had already turned into the size of a domestic cat, he crawled next to the old man's feet, and when he saw the old man pouring tea for Kunpeng, his black jewel-like eyes opened again, and after looking at Kunpeng, there was obedience lying on the ground.

"The old man is worthy of the word elder, you and I are fated to see each other, and Taoist friends can call me emptiness. ”

The empty old man looked at Kunpeng indifferently and raised his glass to signal Kunpeng to drink tea.

Kunpeng picked up one of the cups, and he drank it all, but he was stunned for an instant.

For a while, the past, countless thousands of years of cultivation, all the things that Kunpeng had experienced, seemed to have passed through the brain in an instant.

"This cup of tea, called nothingness, what do Kunpeng Daoyou think?"

The old man smiled lightly and looked at Kunpeng peacefully.

Kunpeng put the teacup down, and he nodded solemnly:

"This cup of nothingness, dilute three thousand troubles, peek through the red dust, and many wonderlands emerge in my heart, it is really good tea!"

The old man in Mai nodded and smiled: "This cup of nothingness, I have spent three million years of cultivation, and I am very relieved if I can praise it from my Taoist friends!"

When Kunpeng drank this cup of tea, his cultivation immediately increased by three points, and there was even a faint sign that he was about to break through to the Mixed Yuan Eight Heavens.

At this time, when he heard this, the old man in Mai had actually consumed three million years of cultivation, which made Kunpeng awe-inspired, and he was about to give a salute, but the old man in Mai raised his hand to stop Kunpeng one step in advance, signaling him to be calm and impatient.

The empty old man smiled and said: "This time I can meet with Kunpeng Daoyou, here is the creation of you and me, but I invited Daoyou to come, not just to drink tea, I don't know what you said to Bashan before, but it still counts?"