The monstrous anger, the tumbling heaven and earth spiritual power, Yin Guo's attack at this moment was exerted to the extreme. Obviously, he is determined to kill Yuehua. Although the flame around the fist was not as large as the previous flame attack range that gathered the spiritual power of heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred zhang, the space around it contained in it had some distorted terrifying energy, and it was no weaker than that flame.

Yin Guo's fist had not yet completely fallen, and the crowd on the ground had already spread out in all directions. But even so, the heat wave that fell layer by layer still made everyone who had already spread a thousand feet feel difficult to breathe.

The full force of the Spirit King Realm was terrifying!

An unprecedented fear swept over his body, and Yang Xianling's face was unusually solemn as he stared at Yin Guo, who was rapidly descending towards Yuehua, and his teeth were clenched against his lower lip. When the heat wave reached its highest point, she couldn't help but step away from her feet, and her seemingly thin delicate body ran towards Yuehua like a reckless man, using her two slender arms to hold Yuehua in her arms. It seems that she thinks that this will be able to block Yin Guo's attack for Yuehua.

Mother's love is selfless, and no mother can watch her son fall on her body with that violent attack. However, maternal love is also irrational, in the face of danger, in addition to instinctive reactions to protect her son, but never think about what kind of results this will lead to, for life and death, she may have long been out of the way.

Seeing Yang Xianling who had lost his mind and rushed to Yuehua, all the elders of the Spirit King Courtyard couldn't help but shake their heads, and after Yuehua projected the light of his eyes asking for help, Elder Qiu's whole person turned into a streamer and quickly pulled Yang Xianling back.

In the face of Yin Guo's all-out attack in the Spirit King Realm, even if there were a hundred Yang Immortal Spirits to protect Yuehua, they would only be sent to death in vain, and they would not protect Yuehua at all. Unless it is a strong man in the Spirit King Realm, even if all these elders of the Spirit King Realm make a move, it will be useless.

Yin Guo's attack has been controlled in a small area, he has already locked Yuehua, if there is no attack stronger than his, he can only rely on Yuehua's own strong defense to resist.

"Let go of me, let go of me, I'm going to save Hua'er......" Seeing Yin Guo's fist getting closer and closer to Yuehua, Yang Xianling, who was being pulled by Elder Qiu, struggled vigorously, trying to get rid of Elder Qiu's hands.

"Mrs. Yang, Shao'an is not impatient, Ling Lang has his own means, so as not to be defeated so quickly, we are already asking the Intermediate Court for help, as long as we hold on for a while, these two old thieves, Yin Guo and Yin Gui, will be cleaned up by themselves!" After pulling back Yang Xianling, Elder Qiu persuaded him bitterly. Because of Yang Xianling's fierce struggle, deep red marks fell on his arm.

"No, Hua'er has not yet reached the realm of the Spirit King, and he can't resist Yin Guo's attack, you let go of me, he Yin Guo doesn't dare to do anything to me, I am the concubine of the Spirit Emperor......"

The heat wave that rolled down in the sky and made it difficult to breathe all fell on Yuehua's body, Yang Xianling seemed to feel a breath of death approaching Yuehua, after desperately beating Elder Qiu's arm, he still couldn't break free of his hands, Yang Xianling shouted frantically, the whole person seemed to have lost his mind, and the violently contracted pupils flowed out of unprecedented fear, for so many years, she raised Yuehua alone, Yuehua is her everything, if Yuehua has three long and two short, She had no idea of living.

"Boom!"

Yang Xianling's heart-rending shout rang out at the same time as the explosion of Yin Guo's fist bombarding Yuehua's body in the sky, echoing in the sky for a long time. Seeing Yang Xianling's pale cheeks blurred with tears, countless heartbroken shaking shakes and sighs sounded.

Sitting on the ground, Yang Xianling's mind was blank, two thin lips kept trembling, and his mouth seemed to be muttering a vague word.

"No, it's impossible for Yin Guo to do it, I'm the concubine of the Spirit Emperor......"

The shouts of Yang Xianling, who had lost his mind, sounded on the ground filled with gunsmoke, and everyone shook their heads speechlessly.

"The concubine of the Spirit Emperor, the concubine of the Lord Spirit Emperor, that is the relatives of the supreme Spirit Emperor of the Divine Spirit Continent, living in the most advanced Heavenly Saint City of the Divine Spirit Continent, a small place like the Heavenly Spirit City, she only needs one word, she can make the whole city miserable, her travel is at least to ride the dragon and drive the fog, tens of millions of troops and horses open the way, how can she live in the small place of the Spirit King Courtyard."

Dao Dao's sneering voice fell from the mouths of the students of the Mountain Spirit Academy against Yang Xianling. Those eyes, which seemed to be looking at a madman, were full of a very playful look, and they fell on Yang Xianling without hesitation.

"Zhongjie, you take her back to the Spirit King Courtyard to the medicine hall for diagnosis, and try to keep her emotionally stable!" Seeing the mocking eyes projected around him, and the Yang Immortal Spirit who was still sitting on the ground was constantly babbling nonsense, Elder Qiu shook his head helplessly. Immediately ordered Zhou Zhongjie and the others to take Yang Xianling back to the Spirit King Courtyard.

"No, I'm still crazy, I won't go back to the Spirit King Courtyard, I'm going to wait for Hua'er to come out alive!" His hands slapped indiscriminately on Zhou Zhongjie and the others who were approaching, and Yang Xianling put his eyes on the smoke-billowing battle circle between Yuehua and Yin.

"Alas......"

At such a moment, everyone had no choice but to take their eyes off her and put them back in the battle circle that was related to the survival of the Spirit King Courtyard.

However, in the midst of the crowd, there was an extremely sharp look in the crowd, which was slightly puzzled by Yang Xianling. The owner of this sharp eye is a middle-aged man with an extremely tall figure. Although the middle-aged man did not cover his face, the coercion exuded from his body made the people around him dare not look at him.

The position of the same middle-aged man is very ordinary, ordinary to completely blend into the sea of people, but if a sharp-eyed person sees a middle-aged man at this moment, he will definitely be able to find his extraordinary, because in this crowded crowd one after another, there seems to be no one within a radius of him. It was as if there was an inexplicable force that invisibly pushed away any living creature within three feet of him.

At this moment, the middle-aged man's eyes were still on Yang Xianling's body, and his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something. This posture was maintained for a full half a minute, and at a certain moment, he seemed to remember something, and then his body trembled violently, his pupils suddenly shrank, and then quietly moved to Yang Xianling's side.

Regarding this middle-aged man's abnormal behavior, the people who had gathered their energy in the battle circle with all their energy were unaware of it, and none of the elders of the Spirit King Courtyard beside Yang Xianling noticed that someone was approaching Yang Xianling.