In the middle of the Celestial Divine Tree, a space was like a stone thrown into the water, and the surrounding space folds rippled like water waves. A little pitch black as ink, with an electric interface crack "crackling" Huo Ran appeared. As soon as the interface crack appeared, a pair of big hands inserted it, and then divided left and right, like tearing cloth, tearing the crack to the height of a person.

Immediately afterward, a big foot stepped out of the crack, and the heavenly realm broke into an iron-masked man out of thin air.

"Hey, hey, finally in!" The burning sun stood quietly in the void, looking up at the huge sacred tree, his expression was a little trance-like.

The young man shook his head, as if he wanted to put aside all the memories that came to his mind, he was a burning sun, not Nie Li, and he didn't need these boring memories.

Liaori looked at the Divine Tree, his eyes flashed, and a raging black flame rose from his raised palm. Still, after a few moments, he lowered his hand. If you want to destroy the Heavenly Realm, it is a good way to cut off the sacred tree that supports the Heavenly Realm.

However, if he wants to cut off this sacred tree that has grown for hundreds of millions of years, like the city of optimism, I am afraid that he alone will not be able to do it. And when he was sabotaging, he was afraid that he would be besieged by the Heavenly Divine Army, and he would die before he succeeded.

Before the burning sun entered the heavenly realm, his mind had always been on the purpose of how to return to the heavenly realm. When he really returned to the heavenly realm, he suddenly found himself at a loss as to how to act. The current heavenly realm is not as good as before, the Emperor of Heaven intervened in the battle of Shang and Zhou, and all the immortal cultivators accumulated by the human race for thousands of years were swept away by the heavenly court, and the heavens were gods and immortals, and there were many powerful people.

When he was still Chiyan, in the five years he was in the world, he had already heard enough of the legend of Shang and Zhou's gods. Yang Jian, Nezha, Li Jing, Huang Feihu, and the Zhou Dynasty's Immortal Cultivators, Zhao Gongming, the Thunder God Wen Zhong, and the Twenty-Eight Constellations who assisted the Shang Dynasty's Interpretation of Teaching, and even the Twelve True Immortals, as well as several Holy Mothers under the Interception Seat, many of them were officials in the Heavenly Court.

Although Liaori has strong mana and thinks highly of himself, he doesn't think that he can defeat so many opponents, overthrow the Heavenly Court, and trample the Heavenly Emperor to death. Of course, he still has a way, that is, to kill the guards of the Well of Gods and Demons, and let the Demon Realm invade the Heavenly Court.

However, although this method can make the Heavenly Realm chickens fly and the dogs jump, it also does not damage the foundation of the Heavenly Court. As long as there is no large-scale invasion of the Demon Realm, Heavenly Court will be able to deal with it calmly and exterminate the scattered demons that invaded one by one. Fei Peng left his post without permission at that time, and what happened in the Well of Gods and Demons had already proved that this method was not feasible until the entire army of the Demon Realm was mobilized.

The burning sun with his head bowed and pondered, floating aimlessly in the air, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he had unconsciously come to the floating island where Yi Yi Yao lived again.

The familiar scenery in front of him couldn't help but make Liaori look in a trance again, and the irrepressible memory resurfaced in his heart. The tree is still the same tree, the island is still the same island, the sky is full of wishful knots fluttering like cherry blossoms, but the beauty has gone, and she will no longer see her delicate smile.

"Ahh The burning sun felt an irrepressible anxiety in his heart, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl, trembling and shivering. The next moment, it turned into a black lightning bolt and hit the floating island......

"Boom, boom, boom!" Violent explosions continued to sound on the floating island, and in just a few moments, the entire island had been changed beyond recognition, and countless deep rifts had cracked in the land in the center of the island.

"Ahh The burning sun jumped high, the long hair that was tied up was scattered, covering his face, the aura emanating from his body was like an abyss, and the black flames of his whole body were withdrawn from his right fist, and his head and feet were bombarded on the ground of the central cabin of the floating island like lightning.

"Whew!" The center of the floating island bulged, and a black flame dragon broke through the earth and soared into the sky, and the hut instantly disappeared into the black dragon's mouth.

"Click!" The battered floating island could no longer withstand the ravages of the burning sun, and began to collapse from the center of the island, and the whole island split apart, turning into four or five slightly larger floating boulders.

Standing on a boulder, the sun was scattered, reaching out to catch a falling wishful knot. The young ghost tied the wishful knot around his waist like a god, and his heart was peaceful.

"Hahaha! I've got it! The composure suddenly burst into a burst of laughter, and two rays of divine light suddenly burst out from his eyes, which were covered by his long hair.

"Water can carry a boat, and it can also capsize a boat! The royal way of the human world is the heavenly way that has inherited the heavenly court, since the dynasty in the human world will be replaced, the heavenly way naturally has its own flaws! The only thing that can destroy the Heavenly Court is the Heavenly Court itself......" Liaori narrowed his eyes slightly, and his figure slowly faded.

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Late at night, in front of a three-story pavilion in the inner city of the Heavenly Court, a figure suddenly appeared on the top of the building.

The figure stretched out his hand and gently opened the skylight on the roof of the building, and jumped into the building, and through the soft moonlight of the skylight, the iron mask on the figure's face flashed a cold light.

Liaori lightened his pace, lifted the beaded curtain in the living room on the third floor, and walked into the master bedroom. In the bedroom, there was a middle-aged priest with long hair, who looked very official, and it was the leading priest who had given Nie Liyi Di the position.

Looking at the sleeping face of the priest, the eyes behind the iron mask flashed slightly, and he gently placed his palm on the priest's broad forehead. After the burning sun's palm was placed on his forehead, the leading priest's whole body trembled slightly, and his face showed a painful color, as if he was immersed in a nightmare.

After a while, Liao Sun took his palm away, and his figure disappeared in the room with the wind. A short time after the young man left, the priest on the bed was sweating profusely and screaming, and he woke up.

"Amazing, weird! Why did this official dream of so many new immortals, and all of them were so hideous and terrifying! The priest wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and muttered to himself.

In fact, in addition to receiving the priests this night, there were also some people whose dreams were disturbed, most of these people belonged to the bottom of the heavenly court, or were new immortals from the human world.

"As expected!" The burning sun was hidden in a corner of the Heavenly City, looking at the heavenly court high above the center of the Heavenly City from afar.

Although the Heavenly Realm greatly enhanced the strength of the Heavenly Court through the Shang War, the Heavenly Emperor Fu Xi was arrogant, and what he used to control the new immortals was not benevolence and righteousness, but the ruthless laws of the Heavenly Dao, and the imperial balancing measures to win over one faction and suppress the other.

As the victor of the Shang Zhou War, the Daomen expounding the sect, such as Yang Jian, Li Jing, the Twelve True Immortals, and others, occupied most of the important priesthoods in the Heavenly Court, and obtained more immortal cultivation resources and Heavenly Court authority.

Except for a few people, others such as Our Lady of the Golden Spirit, Our Lady of Wudang, Thunder God Wenzhong, and the Twenty-Eight Constellations held false positions in name only, and were suppressed.

The Emperor of Heaven is not afraid of these people's rash actions, and the list of gods hanging high on the rooftop is the backhand he has prepared for these people. The loser of the Shang and Zhou wars, a little true spirit on the list of gods, if there is a disobedience, a heavenly decree, the soul will be destroyed, and the catastrophe will never be recovered.

However, there is always one variable in the dark that will be outside the Restoration Sky Net, and the burning sun is the only variable in the Heavenly Dao. In addition to the Heavenly Emperor and Queen of Heaven, the only people who can use the God List are the Twelve Heavenly Court Prison Priests who sew the God List, and Nie Li, the predecessor of Liaori, is one of them.

Most of the priests of the twelve prisons of the Heavenly Court did not have high strength, and the original Nie Li was also unable to forcibly approach the forbidden place where the god list was located. However, Liaori has this kind of force, and the only thing he is worried about now is whether the many immortals sealed by the True Spirit in the Sealed God List have any resentment against Heavenly Court, and whether they can be used by him.

Overnight, Liaori has been investigating this problem. From the battle of Shang and Zhou to the current Song Dynasty, more than 2,000 years have passed in the world, and the heavenly realm has been about half a month. The vast majority of the immortals who flew from the lower realm to the heavenly realm had slowly understood the situation of the heavenly court.

Of course, the people in the Taoist sect are all happy, they have won the war in the world, and now they have come to heaven, and they are still victors. However, the people in the sect are gloomy, and if they lose the war in the world, they will lose. I thought that if I ascended to the heavenly realm, I would have a chance to start again. Who knows, although people have gained immortality, the true spirit is also on the list of gods, and they are still pressed by their old opponents so that they can't turn over forever.

"Hmph, Fuxi's second brother has a good means...... It's a pity ......" Liaori muttered to himself coldly, his cloak shook, and his figure faded again.