"Song Yun, a disciple of the War Martial Arts Department, come to see him. Sikong Zhaoxue's face was majestic, and he said to Song Yun not far away.

Song Yun's heart jumped, he thought about it, and thought that Sikong Zhaoxue should not betray himself, so he pretended to be nervous and walked over to Sikong Zhaoxue, after all, he had to face the courtyard master and His Royal Highness the Emperor and grandson, if he behaved too normally, it would be even more suspicious.

"I haven't met His Royal Highness yet. Sikong Zhaoxue looked high and said to Song Yun.

"Song Yun, I've seen His Highness. Song Yun hugged his fist towards Zhao Di and said.

"Well, Song Yun, grew up in Wu'an County since he was a child, has a brother and a sister, his biological parents disappeared, he was raised by his adoptive mother, activated his special physique with Xuan-level beast blood, and entered Huailing Courtyard with his brother Song Tian at the age of sixteen, less than a year after being admitted to the hospital, your adoptive mother and little sister in Wu'an County disappeared, by the way, what about your brother?" Zhao Di circled around Song Yun and said slowly.

"Song Tian is currently cultivating in my Dao Spirit Department, so I will ask the Great Elder to summon him, and I still have important matters to deal with, so I will not accompany His Highness to confess his relatives here, and the Great Elder will cooperate with His Highness. Sikong Zhaoxue said expressionlessly and teleported away.

Zhao Di didn't care when he saw Sikong Zhaoxue disappear, thinking that his father would investigate the disciples of Huailing Academy in such detail, which would naturally make this courtyard master unhappy.

Shaking the jade bottle in his hand, Zhao Di half-squinted his eyes, staring at Song Yun motionlessly, if Song Yun was the person he was looking for, he believed that he would definitely see the clue, the jade bottle in his hand was only half a bottle of blood, he would not try every disciple one by one, Song Qingfang was now only hanging on to the last breath, taking this half bottle of blood, it was already the limit, if everyone dripped blood to recognize relatives, Song Qingfang's half bottle of blood was obviously not enough.

At this moment, if Song Yun did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation in his heart, it was impossible, looking at the blood of his mother in front of him, he could only force himself to behave normally.

Song Yun understands that if Sikong Zhaoxue has no countermeasures, he will definitely be exposed, although he has reshaped his body through the blood of Xuan-level beasts, and has also absorbed the blood of the ancient war, but his body was conceived and born by his mother in October, no matter how he changes, he can't change that he is Song Qingfang's child, and he can't change what flows in his body is his father's blood.

Zhao Di looked at Song Yun for a while, revealing a smile that seemed to be not a smile, gently pulled out the cork, and with a movement of his heart, a drop of blood flew out of the jade bottle, and then suspended above his index finger.

"I'll lend you a drop of blood. Zhao Di was sixty percent sure that Song Yun in front of him was the little mongrel his father was looking for.

"On the orders of His Royal Highness the Emperor Sun, Song Tian, a disciple of the Dao Spirit Department, brought it. In the distance, the Great Elder was rolling up a person, approaching quickly.

"Old man, see Your Highness, this is the Dao Spirit disciple Song Tian you are looking for. The Great Elder flew down in front of Zhao Di, bent down, and said.

Song Tian on the side had a pale face, as if he was very scared, and looked at his younger brother Song Yun with inquiring eyes.

Seeing this, Song Yun's heart sank again, it stands to reason that Huailing Academy should not betray itself, but now, he can't think of a way to resolve it.

"Well, that's right, Song Tian, when he entered the Huai Ling Academy for less than a year, he was injured for some reason, it's really strange!" Zhao Di was seventy percent sure that this Song Tian was the little mongrel who had a divine object and a spiritual mind that spanned millions of miles, replacing Song Qingfang Zhihai and biting off a piece of Elder Hong Xuan's flesh, which also proved why Song Tian's heart was suddenly injured, it must be because of the bloodline curse seal.

"Song Yun, provoke him. ”

Suddenly, Sikong Zhaoxue's voice sounded in Song Yun's head.

Song Yun was stunned for a moment, his surface was silent, his whole temperament changed, and a folding fan appeared in his hand, and the image of the second generation of the rich man was instantly reflected.

"I said sex Zhao, what the hell are you, our brothers' business, it's your shit. Song Yun held a folding fan in his hand, looked at the Sixth Emperor Sun Zhao Di with contempt, and said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned.

The two black-robed old men behind Zhao Di winked at each other, and some didn't react, what is Zhao Di's identity, that is the orthodoxy of the royal family, who is the strongest in the world who sees it is not respectful, but now, it is said by a little body shaping realm monk as 'something'!

It's really fake, this kid must have some kind of illness!

The Great Elder trembled, his heart almost didn't jump out, and his heart said Little Ancestor, you really don't refuse to come, you can't be leisurely!

Even Su Qianxue, who was not far away, widened her eyes, and the six outer courtyard disciples around her admired Song Yun even more.

insulting His Royal Highness the Emperor and Sun, Senior Brother Song is too bullish.

Lin Xiang looked worried.

"Yes, what are you, don't chirp here, if you have something to say, get out if you have nothing to do!"

To everyone's surprise, Song Tian suddenly stepped forward and pointed at Zhao Di and scolded.

This time it's Song Yun's turn to be incredible, Song Tian knows too well, he is upright, he has always been calm, why is he like a ruffian hooligan now, more ruthless than himself!

What a situation!

Song Yun was dumbfounded, even if Song Tian had received Sikong Zhaoxue's transmission, but this words and deeds, there was no trace of unnaturalness in the hooligan spirit, this is not right!

"Are you two talking about me?" Zhao Di's every word was almost squeezed out of his teeth, in his memory, no one had ever disrespected him, and he didn't understand where the two brothers in front of him, who were like ants, got the courage to come from.

"Just fucking you, what's the matter, Lao Tzu is not afraid of heaven and earth. One of your grandsons dares to put up a fight here, even if Lao Tzu dies, he will die standing up, and it is not pleasing to the eye? Kill me!" Song Tian took a small step forward again and said.

"Hahaha...... That's a good point! Ten miles of urine in the wind, people are dead, and our brothers and I came to this world alive, so we have no intention of going back alive. Song Yun laughed and said, looking generous.

The Great Elder on the side was stunned, but then he showed a strange look, and obviously received the transmission from Sikong Zhaoxue.

"You guys are looking for death! Kneel down for me!" Zhao Di was completely furious, and he was about to slaughter the two ants with his own hands.

"My generation of monks, can fight the heavens and the earth, go against the sky, even if the sky is broken and this way is changed, it is not a lie, kneel to you! I will slam your mother, you are also worthy?" Song Yun continued to shout.

Su Qianxue and the six outer courtyard disciples in the distance watched in horror.

"Your Highness is angry, these two people can't die for the time being, so let the old man teach you a lesson!" beside Zhao Di, one of the black-robed old men said lightly.

"Kneel. The old man looked at Song Yun and spit out a word gently.

As soon as the word 'kneeling' came out, there was nothing wrong with other people, but in Song Yun's ears, this word was like thunder, like an irresistible heavenly might, exploded in his head, Song Yun snorted, and Baimeng Zhihai suddenly shook wildly, and countless cracks appeared, which was obviously a sign that Zhihai was about to collapse, as if if he didn't kneel, Zhihai would collapse immediately, Song Yun had a splitting headache, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and he gritted his teeth and insisted.

Zhao Di smiled evilly, and thought, aren't you two brothers crazy, aren't you spiritual thoughts able to span millions of miles, don't you want to save your mother, don't you want to exterminate Elder Hong Xuan's bloodline......

You can't do anything, you can only bow down to me, and then let the slut Song Qingfang see how unbearable the two sons she expects are, and even in the eyes of my father, they are not as good as a dog, and they can only be tortured to death in front of her Song Qingfang's eyes.

At the same time that Song Yun Zhihai was about to collapse, in the Zhihai, the white lotus flower sprinkled a soft halo, spreading every corner of Song Yun's Zhihai, and the countless cracks in the Zhihai were also restored to their original state in an instant.

Song Yun wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth and stared at the Sixth Emperor Sun Zhao Di.

"Hmm!" The black-robed old man who made the shot was stunned for a moment, and saw that Song Yun had resisted his spiritual attack, he was a little stunned, he didn't expect that the knowledge of the small cultivation of the body shaping realm would be so strong, even if the Dao Spirit Realm withstood his own blow, the knowledge of the sea would be hit hard, but this Song Yun actually survived.

The Great Elder, who was about to come to the rescue, was relieved when he saw that Song Yun was fine.

"There is indeed a secret in this son. The black-robed old man thought of what the second prince had mentioned that this little mongrel had a divine object that enhanced spiritual thoughts, and now it seems that this is indeed the case.

"Hmph, it looks like it's you. The black-robed old man waved his robe and pressed down with his big hand.

"Kneel for me!"

Suddenly, the space above Song Yun's head suddenly distorted, and a palm print instantly condensed, falling towards Song Yun's head.

Song Yun only felt like 100,000 mountains had fallen down, and his hands were propped up......

'Boom'

The ground under Song Yun's feet shattered instantly, and there was a 'crackling' sound from the bones of his whole body, and the 108,000 tripods in his body only shook for a breath of time, and then there was a strong distortion.

One hundred and eight thousand tripods are transformed by the Great Dao, although they are the shackles of Song Yun's body, but they are not invincible, once the shackles collapse and Song Yun dies, then the one hundred and eight thousand tripods will also disappear.

"Don't kneel ...... yet" The old man in black robe pressed down again......