Is my master a villain?Don't worry, I'll show it off first

Yan Yang glanced at the talisman in his hand, and found that it was actually quite a few.

"No, we have enough talismans, you can keep them for yourself!" Yan Yang refused, and with a wave of his hand, everyone moved on.

There are only ten people left in the Kunlun Snow Region, and two are still unconscious. Yan Dan hugged Yan Tong and said thank you when he flew past Yu Qing.

The group of people quickly disappeared from their sight.

"Senior Brother Yu, what do you think? Why should you give the treasure talisman we worked so hard to find to the Kunlun Snow Region?"

Zai Yu questions.

"Didn't I just say that?" Yu Qing put away the talisman, turned around and left.

"Just because they are targeting the Leiyin Sect, we have to show our kindness?"

Yu Qing: "That's right!"

Zaiyu always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was.

Kunlun Snow Region came to the teleportation array, and various talismans gathered together when they entered the third level, becoming the key to the third level.

"The teleportation array has been opened. How could someone open the third level of restrictions so quickly?" Mu Xiao looked in the direction of the teleportation array. White light shot into the sky, indicating that someone had entered the teleportation array and led to the third level.

"Is it the Leiyin Sect?"

Liu Bei asked.

"I don't know, but there are several major sects on the left and right, we have to hurry up!"

Other sects also saw that the three-level restriction was opened, and the competition for the treasure talisman became more intense.

The longer someone enters the third level, the more they gain. They have already gone to the third level during the first rule reshaping, fought against various monsters, and killed many demon cultivators. They are all considered experienced. People, quickly get the treasure talisman to open the teleportation array, and go to the third level to hunt monsters, isn't it just at your fingertips?

The robbery on the second level is in full swing, and the monsters on the third level are running around everywhere.

The disciples of the Kunlun Snow Region had just stepped out of the teleportation formation when they were faced with a small column of demon cultivators.

It is obviously a very simple demon-killing competition, but chance becomes more dangerous. For those with strong abilities, it is a more advanced experience. For those with low abilities, they may not be exposed to higher levels of difficulty.

Yan Yi did not participate in the struggle. He came to Sanchong for only one purpose, to find Wan He.

"The direct disciples spread out to look for the little junior sister. The inner and outer disciples should not disperse, just hunt here!"

Yan Yi ordered everyone, and no one else had any doubts.

Yan Xiu was still the one who stayed to take care of Yan Zhong, and the others acted according to the direction agreed before.

The three layers of land have long since returned to dust, and the sky is filled with yellow sand, creating the wild look of the original dreamland.

There are wild sandworms that attack from time to time in the sand, there are elusive wild ghosts in the woods, there are wild warriors outside the city wall who are determined to refuse to surrender, and there are wild giants that have been immortal for thousands of years inside the city wall.

These things, in dreams, are labeled as monsters.

Yan Yi flew straight towards the place where the volcano erupted. The mountains, rivers and trees quickly retreated. His speed was so fast that only a gust of wind was left.

Near the volcano, there is a pile of bones of white-bone demon snakes, piled up like a mountain, with a fishy smell. Mosquitoes are lying on them, and rotten maggots are crawling back and forth in the holes.

Yan Yi landed next to this pile of corpses, and to the left of the White Bone Demon Snake were the corpses of the Savage Ant-Man, which were also piled up like a mountain.

All their magic elixirs were taken away and their demonic energy dissipated. In terms of number, there were no less than several hundred.

The brocade gold dragon-patterned soles stepped on dry bones, making a subtle clicking sound, which stirred up large swaths of mosquitoes.

He had a strong hunch that the person he was looking for was here.

The footsteps finally stopped under the ancient banyan tree by the lake. The girl lay face down on the roots, her face hanging in the gap, her limbs swaying gently in the wind, her clothes flying, and her hair covering her face.

At that moment, the young man's heart suddenly tightened, as if someone was pulling hard and squeezing it in the palm of his hand, and it hurt like it would explode if he exerted just one more force.

"Little Seven..."

His arms were wide enough, but he felt that they didn't seem to give the girl in his arms any sense of security.

Not strong enough, still not strong enough.

Trembling, he took out a brocade box from his arms, in which were neatly arranged the perfect holy elixirs that Wan He carefully prepared every time. Once the elixirs came out, she would always keep one for herself first, and then give it to her teacher. I gave some of it away, and the rest was divided among several other senior brothers and sisters.

The alchemy furnace in Yanyu Pavilion has never been extinguished.

He poured all the elixirs into Wan He's mouth.

I wanted to say a lot of things, but not a single word came out.

After cleaning her face and wiping off the blood, he ran his fingers through the newly cut black hair, and then he realized that his fingers were shaking badly and felt cold.

He repeatedly told himself that it didn't matter, that the junior sister was just exhausted of her spiritual power and needed to rest, but he still couldn't suppress the fear deep in his heart.

What if he didn't find it in time?

What if she runs out of spiritual power and happens to be surrounded by demon cultivators?

Or is it someone from the demon clan?

Or deep in the mire and rushing lava?

Has she ever considered her own safety?

Wan He woke up after burning a stick of incense. She leaned on Yan Tong, and Yan Tong leaned on Yan Zhong. Yan Zhong must have just woken up and was checking Yan Tong's injuries.

"Elder brother, what's wrong with senior sister?"

Yan Zhong took back his hand: "I think he was injured by the Nine Turns Banner and lost too much blood, but he has taken the elixir and will wake up soon!"

Wan He came closer and saw that it was indeed the Nine-turn Flag. She had seen the tragic situation of Zixi being trapped in the Nine-turn Flag and bleeding all over her body.

"Yao Yu can actually hurt senior sister?"

"How are you? Are you feeling better?"

"I'm okay! Is Senior Brother okay?"

Yan Zhong nodded and stood up: "Then take care of your senior sister, and I will help the junior brothers!"

Only then did Wan He see that there were many monsters around, some with specific shapes, some with no form, some that looked like humans, and some that looked like cats and dogs. Without exception, they were just likenesses.

For example, a cat has three ears, and a dog has a mouth under the eyes but a nose that reaches the chin. There are always differences between them and normal things.

This cannot be considered a monster in the true sense. Real monsters are very beautiful.

Although there are only eleven or two people left in the Kunlun Snow Region, it is not difficult to deal with these monsters.

But she still moved her fingers. It was not a simple move, as if she was drawing an ancient charm. She couldn't help it, as if there was some magic pulling her to do so.

As her movement ended, an image of a talisman appeared in the void, fiery red and dancing with flames.

She flicked her fingers and whispered: "Go!"

The talisman suddenly disappeared upwards, and suddenly, it fell from the sky again. It was countless times larger than before. Like a seal, it fell heavily towards the third level where monsters were overflowing.

The monsters seemed to sense the approaching danger, and raised their heads, followed by piercing screams.

"what--"

"vomit--"

Before the monsters could escape, they were burned to ashes by the falling red talisman.