When the young monk heard the girl's words, he laughed disdainfully.

"Huh...... Slave of power...... Senior sister, whatever you say, anyway, in this world, there is no one worthy of being my opponent. ”

He stretched out his hand, pointed to the throne that was rising and falling in the endless chaos, tens of thousands of miles away from him, and smiled:

"Senior sister, look over there, that is the throne where Dao Ancestor sat before he fell, didn't you say that I was a demon? Next, I'm going to sit in that position and let you see, a demon worshipped by the heavens and all the worlds! ”

When the girl in Tsing Yi heard this, she opened her eyelids again.

She turned her head, her eyes wide, and tried to follow the direction the young monk was pointing, only to find that she could not see anything but the endless chaos that was surging in front of her.

Seeing this, the young monk suddenly patted his head vigorously, and said in a very exaggerated tone of astonishment:

"Oooh oh...... I'm sorry, Senior Sister, I forgot, since you plundered your spiritual root, your strength has been stuck in the middle of the Foundation Building Realm. ”

"With your cultivation, you can't see it from such a distance, but it's okay...... I'll take you! ”

When he said this, his expression suddenly showed a sense of anger:

"Senior sister, after you see me in the world, I will kill you and completely end the cause and effect between you and me."

"Don't you often say that if I do this, I will be punished sooner or later...... But when I stand in this position, who in the world can give me this so-called retribution? ”

"Hahahaha......"

The young monk laughed wildly and waved his hand, summoning a stream of water chains out of thin air, enveloping the girl's body.

"Senior sister, do you remember this scene, at that time, you also liked to use this trick to take me to fly......"

As he spoke, he stepped forward with his right foot.

The distance of tens of thousands of miles seems to be only within easy reach.

In just one step, the young monk crossed what should have been called a long distance, came to the edge of the throne, placed the maiden on the pedestal, and then stepped towards the throne.

When the girl in Tsing Yi saw this scene, her eyes revealed an emotion called sadness.

She seemed to have foreseen that from this day on, the countless beings in the heavens and all the worlds would live in fear forever in the years to come.

The young monk, having approached the throne, stopped.

He lowered his head and gazed carefully at this supreme thing, which carried the ruler of the heavens and all worlds for countless years.

The throne was not very tall, and its height, including the back of the chair, was only half a head taller than that of the young monk.

It is a rough gray-white color as a whole, and the appearance is not gorgeous, it is very simple.

It's as if a craftsman who carves stones for a living has found an ordinary mountain stone on the side of the road and carved it with his hands.

On it, there are even traces of knives and axes, and they have not been polished flat.

The young monk stared at it for a long time, then exhaled, then turned around and sat down slowly.

The moment his butt touched the surface of the seat, the endless chaos around him began to surge wildly, as if boiling.

"Eh......"

A heavy sigh rang in his ears.

He sighed in a voice, extremely old, almost decaying, sounding weak.

But when the young monk heard this, his face changed.

Because he knew that here, except for himself and the girl in Tsing Yi, there were no living beings.

This kind of sigh that is so old that it is almost rotten is obviously not the voice of himself and his senior sister.

The young monk's brow furrowed in confusion, and he lowered his head in deep thought.

Could it be that Dao Ancestor has not completely fallen...... No, this sigh is not Dao Ancestor's voice......

Could it be that there is a fourth creature here that can't even be perceived by his current realm?

Thinking of this possibility, the young monk's heart sank, he raised his head again, looked around with some vigilance, and at the same time exclaimed:

"Who is it? Get out! ”

However, there was no response.

It's as if that sigh never happened.

At this time, the young monk suddenly found that the expression of the girl in Tsing Yi at this time was very strange.

She looked at herself, her mouth slightly open, and her body seemed to tremble slightly, as if she had seen something extremely incredible.

When the young monk saw this, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

He subconsciously lowered his head and looked at his body, and then his pupils shrank suddenly.

He found that at some point, his supreme immortal body, which could be called immortal, actually had fine cracks on it.

The crack is still widening and spreading.

When the young monk saw this scene, he suddenly remembered what Dao Ancestor had said to him before:

"Most people, the moment they sit on this throne, they will be destroyed because they can't bear the cause and effect."

Thinking of this, the young monk's face changed again and again.

He immediately wanted to get up and leave this throne.

However, he was horrified to find that his body seemed to be bound by an inexplicable force, let alone break away, and he couldn't even stand up.

And in this short moment, he found that the cracks that originally existed only in his body had spread to his limbs.

There was a small clattering sound.

Soon, the young monk's face began to crack.

However, until this time, he still didn't feel any pain, as if these things didn't happen to him.

The young monk sat on the throne, unable to move, and he tried to use his own means, but found that the power in his body, like an ocean, seemed to have completely evaporated, empty.

He panicked completely and began to struggle desperately.

However, no matter what he did, there was no way to remove his ass from the throne in the slightest.

The young monk began to cry out in terror.

He tried to stretch out his hand to the girl in Tsing Yi who was watching from the side, and at the same time roared in his mouth:

"Senior sister...... Save me! ”

However, the girl in Tsing Yi shook her head, without the slightest intention of stepping forward.

She moved her steps and slowly retreated, her eyes showing a hint of pleasure, and at the same time, her lips opened lightly, and she replied in a loud voice:

"Although I don't know why this is happening, but, Jiang Fan, this is your retribution......"

When the young monk heard this, he was immediately extremely corrupt and wanted to curse.

However, at this time, the strange crack had completely eroded his throat.

He tried to open his mouth, but all he could get was a faint wind sound similar to hissing.

After a few breaths, the fine cracks completely spread all over the young monk's body.

In the last moment, the young monk seemed to hear it again, and the low, old and rotten sigh sounded in his ears again.

"Eh......"

After a crisp cracking sound, his body completely shattered on the throne.