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

"Pop!"

"Pop!"

As Lu Yun stepped into the void, the ink spread rapidly from the center of his foot, quickly altering the surrounding environment.

Upon seeing this, Qian Zhen and the other two widened their eyes and their jaws nearly dropped to the ground. Even Ye Hongyi showed a shocked expression for the first time.

Especially as Lu Yun ascended to higher ranks step by step, his equipment became visible and gradually evolved into an ink-wash style, the shock of seeing his eyes opened was even more astonishing than when they saw this living god.

They had never seen anything like it in their wildest dreams; they were utterly bewildered.

"What, what is that...?"

"What? How did it all turn into a traditional Chinese ink painting?"

"Is this Lu Shuai's skill? No, that's not right, this feeling... is it... is it a domain?!"

Song Wei was quite knowledgeable; he only needed to carefully sense the aura emanating from Lu Yun to immediately recognize that this was a domain.

At that moment, Song Wei could not hide the shock in his eyes.

"Isn't Commander Lu only at the ninth level of cultivation recently? He's never even been to the inner realm. How did he advance his domain to the god level?"

"And this level should be at least 2 stars or higher..."

"What?! A 2-star god-level domain?!"

"Song Wei, you must be joking! It's understandable that Lu Shuai has a domain, but a 2-star god-level? Even your teacher didn't achieve that, did he?"

Song Wei shook his head and stared at Lu Yundao, who was still in the void.

"I've only seen the teacher use a god-level domain once. That time, the battle only lasted 10 minutes, and all ten of the top experts in Tajikistan were defeated. But the feeling I got from the teacher's domain back then wasn't as strong as that of Commander Lu's."

"So, I'm not kidding, Lu Shuai's domain is truly a god-level domain."

"this……"

Pei Yingying and Qian Zhen looked at each other, feeling as if they were listening to something completely foreign.

At this moment, Lu Yun, who had already completed the evolution of his domain, took out his weapon and made his move.

"Does a runaway stray dog ​​deserve to be called a god?"

"Light of Judgment!"

Lu Yun raised his staff, and in an instant, three five-meter-long ink-colored light guns appeared in cone shape above his head.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!"

The light gun made a whistling sound as it pierced the air, its gray star-like tail striking the newly healed eight-winged angel.

Upon seeing this, the eight-winged angel's expression changed drastically. She was already taken aback by Lu Yun's divine-level domain, and now this attack clearly carried the attribute of light. How could she possibly bear such humiliation?

"You lowly ant! How dare you attack me with my own kind's skills?"

"Angel's Shield!"

"Buzz!!!"

With a soft hum, a huge ink-colored shield appeared in front of her. Strangely, the three light spears not only pierced through the shield without any resistance, but also plunged straight into the chest of the eight-winged angel.

"Pfft pfft pfft!!!"

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"ah!!!!!!"

The intense pain and unbearable damage erupted instantly, causing the eight-winged angel to let out an inhuman scream.

"It hurts! It hurts so much!!!"

"You ant!!! You've angered me! You've angered me!!!"

Enraged, the eight-winged angel drew three light spears, casually tossed them into the air, and then swung his greatsword again.

"Angel's Sword!"

"Wings of Light!!!"

The eight-winged angel suddenly screamed, and its eight wings instantly spread open, transforming into a rain of ink-colored feather arrows that filled the sky.

The arrows, each gleaming with a gray light, flew rapidly toward Lu Yun as if they were free.

Upon seeing this, Lu Yun frowned. It wasn't because of her skill, but because his skill hadn't been able to kill her instantly, which was what bothered him the most.

But now that the rain of arrows was coming, he did not choose to take the hit head-on in order to break the angel's defenses, but instead raised his staff and released a skill.

"The Gate of Stars!"

"Buzz!"

A massive, ink-colored portal quietly rose from the 'lake', bringing with it countless drops of ink and gray starlight.

As the rain of arrows flew in, they were all sucked into the Gate of Stars, just like swallows returning to their nests.

Upon seeing this, the eight-winged angel's expression immediately changed.

"Impossible! This skill is enhanced by my domain! How could you absorb it?! What kind of skill is this?! This is absolutely impossible!"

The eight-winged angel roared, and before Lu Yun could answer her, the huge portal that had absorbed all the arrow rain suddenly flashed with gray light, and the rain of arrows that had filled the sky returned.

"What's going on?! This is my skill!!!"

"Pfft pfft pfft!!"

"ah!!!"

Whether it's pleasant to be pierced by a thousand arrows or not, the eight-winged angel is the best person to say.

Those feathers, each half a meter long, pierced her body, turning her into a gray, bloody mess in one go.

The piercing screams rose and fell, unstoppable, utterly unstoppable.

However, watching her scream and yell in mid-air, Lu Yun felt no joy at all.

With his damage output, this angel should have died even if he had trillions of health points, but not only is he not dead, he hasn't even seen the eight-winged angel's health bar.

Are gods truly unkillable?

When the volley of arrows ended, and Lu Yun watched as the eight-winged angel gasped for breath, clutching his chest and dripping with gray blood, Lu Yun lost his last bit of patience.

"I refuse to believe I won't die after this."

"Withered vines!"

"Crackling..."

"Splash!"

A massive black vine, carrying a gray liquid, rose rapidly from beneath the eight-winged angel's feet, a force that even three or ten people couldn't encircle.

With a three-pronged encirclement, the eight-winged angel was quickly entangled within it, and at a visible speed, it grew into a towering tree that broke through the main hall.

"Ouch!!! It hurts so much!!! It hurts so much!!!"

The eight-winged angel was completely fixed inside the tree trunk, with only its face remaining outside, constantly being corroded by the gray slime.

Upon seeing this, Pei Yingying and the other two looked as if they had seen a ghost.

They had seen powerful skills and seemingly ordinary yet extremely damaging forbidden spells, but they had never seen a wood-attribute skill as escaping their comprehension as this.

The key question is, Lu Yun just used a light attribute skill, so why is he using a wood attribute skill now?

What exactly is the nature of his profession?

"This, this is a tree?"

"Holy crap... if it weren't for the barrier of the secret realm, it would have shattered the heavens..."

"Lu Shuai's skill... is so cool..."

The three of them looked astonished, and even Ye Hongyi's eyes widened slightly.

This skill is ridiculously overpowered in terms of both its effects and damage.

However, despite the billions of drops of blood, the eight-winged angel showed no signs of dying; instead, he became even more frenzied due to the pain.

"Ah!!! Ants! You can't kill me! Hahaha! So what if you trap me?! I am a god! I am immortal!!! Hahaha!"

To be honest, Lu Yun was indeed a bit surprised. Even after all that, the angel was still alive; this angel was truly something else.

However, Lu Yun didn't believe in such nonsense. If it didn't die, it meant that the damage wasn't enough. In any case, he didn't believe that there were any unkillable creatures.

"Undying? Then let's wear them down slowly."

"Havoc?! Hahaha! You're too naive! I have immortality! Otherwise, why do you think I survived that great battle?! I have the blessing of the Supreme God! I am immortal! Hahaha!!!"