"Stay away from my father! Disgusting woman! Long Fei's petite and flexible body suddenly appeared in the air of the city wall.

He fell like a divine soldier from the sky. When Long Ming couldn't move, he gritted his teeth and dragged him. It took his spiritual power to take Long Ming's body away from the ancient city.

The Nuwa only sneered, stretched out her slender and white index finger, and gently touched it in the direction of Long Fei's escape. In an instant, I saw a Ling Ran white light, like the polar day, and suddenly flew towards the unsuspecting Long Fei.

"Want to touch my son? Ask me if I agree! Murong Feixue seemed to appear out of thin air, and she didn't know when she suddenly stood in front of Nuwa.

As she spoke, she sped in the direction of Nuwa, emitting a strange white light all around her.

This light is not evil energy, it is not sword light, and it is not a special treasure. It was all a glow from her body. Nuwa is no stranger to this kind of light. I just saw it, but I couldn't help but be horrified, and my eyes widened for a moment, comparable to walnuts.

"You, you...... Have you advanced to the Holy Rank? No, no, this is impossible, the Holy Rank needs to go through thirty-nine tribulations, eighty-one experiences, and the water of rebirth, the bone pool, you haven't experienced any of them, how did you advance! You ......"

As if she had seen something frightened, Nuwa shrank in fright and kept retreating. As he spoke, his face turned pale and he trembled all over.

She knew that if Murong Feixue also advanced to the Supreme Holy Rank, then she would not have the slightest advantage at all!

Murong Feixue had long expected this scene.

She and Xiao Longfei were discussing before, and they were attacking the west!

Murong Feixue made Xiaolongfei go on a rampage, trying her best to attract Nuwa's idea. And she wandered on the edge, using the method of shadow clone to quickly hide to Nuwa's side. At the moment when Long Fei took Long Ming away, he successfully exchanged Shen Mingjue.

Murong Feixue, who had a god on his waist, immediately soared in strength.

In the past, when she was on the Supreme Level, she already felt like she was standing on the top of a mountain. Then when she reached the Holy Stage, she felt like she was in the clouds. The ethereal, light body was completely bathed in a peaceful source of spiritual power. It was as if he could feel every cell in his body open, and spiritual power filled the limbs and bones of his body. The whole person seems to be completely renewed.

Whether it is physical strength or spiritual power, it has been twice as high as before!

At a casual glance, it is no longer like the peak of the Supreme Order to see ten miles away, but can directly see a person's internal organs and dantian qi sea through the various states of the world. It's really surprising.

It was only at this time that she understood how much benefit the strength of the Holy Rank could bring to her body. I can't complain, the previous Nuwa can call the wind and rain like that, and she is invincible.

"You don't have to be scared now, for a while, and when you're afraid." Murong Feixue sneered and approached step by step.

It's like a cat that catches a mouse and doesn't show its edge anymore. It's a tossing and turning teasing. Until you get tired of playing. It's just that she's not interested in playing with Nuwa, she just likes to see her collapse.