I told you to change your skills, and you changed them into a nuclear explosion immortal?

Upon hearing this, Pei Yingying and the other two were immediately taken aback, and even Ye Hongyi couldn't help but stare intently.

A living god? Really?

Lu Yun nodded and carefully examined the angel. As he expected, there was no panel to be seen.

This further confirmed his suspicions.

In this way, he could understand why Tajikistan considered this place so important.

At the same time, new problems have emerged.

Given its importance, why would Tajikistan agree to give it to China?

Moreover, this is a god. How did the previous professionals from the Tarim Kingdom manage to pass the level?

He didn't believe that gods could be killed by professionals, even though he was very strong, he wasn't confident he could.

After all, he had seen projections of gods more than once, and there were several of them that he still felt he couldn't kill.

So how do those professionals manage to do it?

"You are not saints of light."

Perhaps because Lu Yun and his group of five had remained silent, the enormous eight-winged angel spoke up on its own initiative.

Although she didn't move or speak, Lu Yun could clearly hear the sounds coming from all around. The sounds seemed gentle, but they were devoid of any emotion, as if Lu Yun and the other four were nothing more than ants in her eyes.

"A Saint of Light?"

Lu Yun chuckled and looked up at her.

"I don't like talking to people while looking up at them. Either you shrink, or I'll go up to you."

The eight-winged angel did not move an inch. Upon hearing Lu Yun's words, it still spoke in a voice devoid of emotion.

"I can sense the divine lineage within you, but if that's all the confidence you have, it's not enough to make you disregard me like this, you heretic."

"A heretic? I am a heretic, so what?"

"Heretics should not exist, especially since you are their successor; you should exist even less."

After saying that, the eight-winged angel slowly raised her arm, and a huge golden longsword appeared in her hand.

She lowered her head expressionlessly, looked at Lu Yun in the crowd, and raised her long sword.

"We are the victors, and the defeated inferior gods should disappear."

She wielded her longsword lightly, seemingly slowly, but in reality, it was as fast as lightning. Lu Yun didn't react much, but Pei Yingying and the other two were startled.

"Damn it! These bastards and gods are a bunch of cold-blooded animals!"

"No wonder Tajiks always act so high and mighty; it's rotten to the core!"

Seeing the three about to attack while cursing, Lu Yun, who was trying to test the eight-winged angel's potential harm, was about to speak up to stop them, but unexpectedly, Ye Hongyi beside him made the first move.

"Why waste your breath on him?"

"Why?"

Lu Yun was stunned. Before he could react, he saw Ye Hongyi, dressed in a red palace robe, fly forward like a celestial being and draw her long sword.

"I possess a sword! It can cleave the heavens!"

"Divine Forbidden Technique! Heaven-Slaying Slash!"

Ye Hongyi's voice was as cold as a demon crawling out of the deepest hell. Her sword slashed down from top to bottom, instantly creating a huge sword aura of indescribable size.

What was terrifying was that the sword energy moved as if it were in an empty field, not only severing the longsword in the hand of the eight-winged angel without any hindrance, but also advancing unstoppably, cutting through the eight-winged angel in two, leaving Lu Yun somewhat astonished.

"Bang!!!"

A tremendous explosion resounded, but the sword energy did not slow down at all, slicing through the angel and then continuing to cleave the great hall behind her.

Not only was the main hall suddenly split open, but the sky behind it was also split open, until it finally stopped when it hit a honeycomb-shaped transparent barrier.

Looking at the sword mark that had cleaved the protective shield through the clouds, he saw it split in two.

Looking at the eight-winged angel that had been split in two, not only Pei Yingying and the other two, but even Lu Yun stared wide-eyed.

Good heavens, the power of this sword strike is truly earth-shattering!

Lu Yun stared in astonishment at the immortal floating in mid-air before him, thinking to himself that she was indeed the senior sister, her actions were truly impressive.

But just then, an angry voice suddenly rang out.

"Damn it! You lowly insect! How dare you harm the body of a god!"

Lu Yun and the other three were taken aback. The angel, which had been split in two, suddenly healed and returned to its original state.

But now she was no longer calm; instead, she was filled with anger, and her golden eyes had turned bloodshot, clearly indicating that she was furious.

But Ye Hongyi remained expressionless upon seeing this.

"A lowly insect? A mangled corpse, a fleeing stray dog, dares to call itself a god?"

"Who are you talking about?!"

The eight-winged angel was enraged. His golden armor instantly turned crimson, and his originally white wings also turned blood red with anger.

"You damned insect! Not only did you harm the body of a god, but you also dared to slander and insult a god! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!!!"

The angel's face twisted in pain as he swung his longsword at Ye Hongyi, who easily dodged it with a simple sidestep.

"I possess a sword capable of cleaving the sea!"

"Divine Forbidden Force! Earth Destruction!"

"Buzz!!!"

This time, Ye Hongyi slashed her sword horizontally, and a sword light flew out, carrying sword energy that tore through space and soared straight into the sky.

"Bang!!!"

Another huge explosion rang out, and the eight-winged angels that had just merged were separated again. Enraged, she wildly swung her sword energy, her speed far exceeding the rules of attack frequency.

Even Lu Yun's speed in activating the Ice Cone Technique was slightly slower, so you can imagine how slow he was.

It was impossible for Ye Hongyi to dodge such a dense attack. She was still in mid-air, and her flying speed alone was not enough. She had nowhere to use her strength to change her trajectory, so she could only keep retreating in an attempt to avoid the attack.

But the eight-winged angel had completely lost her mind; how could she possibly let Ye Hongyi escape? The speed at which she threw out the sword energy instantly doubled, truly overwhelming everything.

"There's no escaping it..."

Ye Hongyi's eyes narrowed slightly, and she subconsciously held her longsword in front of her. The next second, countless sword energies passed through Ye Hongyi's position and all struck the wall behind her.

"Bang bang bang!!!"

The violent explosion sent up countless golden plumes of dust, further exacerbating the already precarious state of the hall.

Fortunately, Lu Yun and his group of four were not in that area, otherwise they would have been hit by the collapsing hall.

Upon seeing the rising dust and the absence of Ye Hongyi's presence, the eight-winged angel grinned maliciously.

"Insects! This is the consequence of angering the gods!!!"

"Hahaha!!!"

The eight-winged angel was laughing heartily, but as the smoke cleared and she saw Ye Hongyi standing unharmed beside Lu Yun, her smile instantly froze.

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible!!!"

"You've been hit by my skill! Why aren't you dead???"

Ye Hongyi turned to look at Lu Yun, about to thank him, but saw Lu Yun calmly say without expression.

"Noisy."

After saying that, Lu Yun stood with his hands behind his back and gently lifted his right foot to step forward.

The next second, a clear sound of water droplets falling echoed throughout the entire dilapidated hall.