The Horned Demon is probably the unluckiest one.

As a psychic, his perception refinement and sensitivity are a cut above the other two, and some information cannot be blocked even if he wants to. In a trance, he was pulled by the power of the Fuso Divine Tree, penetrating water bodies and rock formations, scraping through silt, penetrating magma chambers, interfering and colliding repeatedly, and vaguely encountered some specious and strange structures.

The Horned Demon can feel that the True God is gradually paying more attention to these strange structures, constantly scanning and analyzing, but these structures themselves have been integrated into the material structure of the water rock formations, and even some of them seem to be closer to the changing space-time itself-the Horned Demon is far from being able to experience the specific space-time structure by himself, and it is also driven by the Fuso Divine Tree System that he has come into contact with some of the supernatural content.

This can barely be regarded as a good thing, it has broadened his horizons and deepened his level, which can be regarded as good for his future cultivation. The premise is that he can struggle to survive today's terrible situation.

The Horned Demon's pessimistic expectations come from the poor progress of the true gods and the increasing restlessness of the mood.

From his point of view, the True God's search and scanning work seemed a bit rough—at least compared to the delicate structures that were engraved in the mud, rocks, water, and even the changes of time and space.

The physical accuracy of these architectures is, in general, pretty average. Perhaps they are a scratch in the rock, a visible deep trench in the silt, many of which are visible to the eye. But when it comes to the whole, the connection between them becomes unfathomable and unpredictable.

The basic strokes of a meaningful structure may be brushed over the rocks, the next may be at the bottom of the silt, and the next may even be a wisp in the rippling water...... They may seem like scribbles and are full of ridiculous coincidences, but they make sense on a deeper, broader level, at least from the results of the current detection.

The problem is that the Lord God always "rubs shoulders" with these meaningful structures. He himself is sensitive, but he is often shocked after destroying the carrier of this structure and perceiving the special "resistance". If you want to go back to research, it is already a mess, unrecognizable, and how easy is it to recover?

So repeatedly, not to mention the true god himself, is a horned demon from the perspective of half a passerby, and after brushing it a few times, the mentality is about to explode.

After this side of the saltwater lake was swept and destroyed by the powerful power of the true god through a sieve for seven or eight rounds, all traces were completely annihilated. Unless the true god has the ability to turn back time, the ultimate mystery can only be found in dreams.

It's not easy to admit this fact.

At least for the True God, judging from the shock transmitted by the Fuso Divine Tree System, that person's emotions may have exploded for the second time, with a strong unwillingness, and he has to make a final struggle. Therefore, he expanded the search and sensing range, expanded the power coverage area of the Fuso Sacred Tree System, and expanded the search radius to ten miles, thirty kilometers, and fifty kilometers with the saltwater lake as the center......

As the fulcrum of the system, the three of them, the Horned Demon, have become the relay station for transmitting spiritual waves. The magnificent power that did not belong to them washed through the structure of the form and god, and the strong and scorching place was almost able to melt their cultivation inside.

The horned demon was really scared. Although he is also a believer under the wings of the Amaterasu Sect, not to mention that faith is compared with the fat dragon, even if it is compared with the old oilman of Pure Heart, it is a step worse, it is completely a combination of interests.

The Amaterasu Order itself doesn't care about this, it's not that they're tolerant and generous, but that once the True God Lord, who is accustomed to impulsiveness, can kill him, a shallow believer like the Horned Demon may be cleared like crushing an ant to death—in the past, the Horned Demon only listened to similar rumors as a joke, but now he felt that this crisis was getting closer and closer.

The Horned Demon turned his eyes with difficulty and swept his pure heart. The buddy ignored the mud beneath him, and was already lying on the ground, not moving, as a sign of awe, and the fear of facing the terrible unknown.

It's amazing!

What kind of divine is it, since he has such an invisible magical power, and still uses this method to make fun of them? Or is it some great enemy of the Order, who is trying to attract the true God to him and give him an ugly look?

No matter how you think about it, there is always a link in the logical chain that can't be connected, and it feels terrible......

Huh? How could I use my brain to think about anything else?

The Horned Demon sensitively sensed that it seemed that the power pressure projected by the Fuso Divine Tree System had decreased, was it because the impulsive emotions of the true gods had begun to subside?

At this moment, a rumbling roar came from a certain direction. At first glance it sounded like thunder, but the Horned Demon quickly recognized that it was a jet flying low over.

He subconsciously looked up and quickly caught the tiny silhouette passing under the clouds. It's an airplane, yes, it should be a medium-sized transport department...... Hey, why does it look familiar? How does this look like the one he forcibly hijacked when he flew in from Lake City?

Six hours later, the plane swaggered back and began to circle over the saltwater lake.

Did the pilot of the transport plane have any unusual expectations for the flamingo?

When the horned demon had a similar malicious thought in his heart, the blessing of the Fusang Divine Tree System, and the keen sense that expanded and spread with it accurately captured that the hatch of the belly of the high-altitude transport plane opened, and a figure jumped out of it.

It was like what the Horned Demon had done six hours ago, except this time there was no help from the sharp-beaked pterodactyl, and the figure didn't have any auxiliary equipment such as an umbrella bag or a personal flying machine, so it jumped down with its bare hands, and fell like a stone.

It can't be a corpse, right?

Before the thought could be exhausted, the rapidly falling figure had already fallen to a height of more than half a height, and had already arrived in the airspace only a few hundred meters from the surface of the saltwater lake. There was no reason, and its falling momentum suddenly slowed down, and the magnitude of the change was so large that the horned demons on the ground were stunned.

The deadly acceleration of gravity was almost entirely applied to the man, so much so that his limbs were greatly twisted and deformed, and he squirmed......

Wriggle?

The eyes of B-class people can already distinguish the shape of the person and the contours of the face.

In the eyes of the horned demon, the guy was wearing an anti-load suit, and his face was vaguely familiar, yes, it was the co-pilot he had seen in the transport plane. But this face only existed in the eyes of the horned demon for a second or two, and the physical features formed by the high-speed squirming facial muscles and the deformation of some bones became a person he was more familiar with:

Luo Yuan.

"Boom!"

After a magical mid-air cushion, the figure resumed its free fall, and in the blink of an eye, it slammed into the surface of the lake near the shore, splashing with mud and mud that was comparable to a burst of shrapnel.

The horned demon and the pure heart instinctively resisted and dodged, and just when there was chaos, there was a hoarse voice that sounded leisurely: "Yo, I haven't seen you for a long time, and it's just a trivial matter, and I bother you to come over?" ”