Lin Yang didn't explain, just cupped his fists and smiled.
"Speaking of which, you two are quite smart. You dare to enter the second floor. Didn't Canglan Tianjue cause any trouble for you?"
Mei Meng seemed to have thought of something and asked again.
The pretty face of the piano and sword girl changed slightly, and she opened her mouth not knowing what to say.
Lin Yang saw this and hurriedly said: "We hid all the way and sneaked into the second floor, but Canglan Tian never found us."
"Yeah?"
Meimeng's eyes flashed with doubts, but she didn't ask any more questions and said, "You guys should leave quickly. It would be bad if Canglan Tianjue bumps into you!"
After saying that, she dodged and disappeared into the darkness.
The piano sword girl tightened her eyes.
Naturally, the fact that Canglan Tianjue was killed by Lin Yang cannot be talked about everywhere.
Otherwise it will be troublesome.
But Canglan Tianjue's death in the Dragon Palace cannot be concealed. Once word spreads, the two of them will be the most suspicious.
"Let's go."
Lin Yang said calmly and walked forward.
The piano and sword girl nodded silently.
Soon, the two came to the checkpoint on the second floor of the Dragon Palace.
At this moment, hundreds of people have gathered here.
Ye Yan, An Mingyue, and even the masters under Tai Tianwu God are all here.
In addition, there are a large number of casual cultivators.
"Usually, there are only a few dozen people entering the second floor at most, but why are there actually hundreds this time?"
Dark Mingyue frowned and stared in all directions.
Ye Yan was not affected by his surroundings and stood in front of the checkpoint on the second floor with his eyes closed, seemingly making preparations.
After Lin Yang arrived, his eyes immediately fell on Ye Yan.
He found that he could no longer spy on Ye Yan's strength.
There is no doubt that Ye Yan's cultivation level has improved by leaps and bounds since he entered the underground dragon vein.
This person's talent is not inferior to Lin Yang's in any way.
And he is more bold and careful.
He will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, and he will sacrifice everything to improve his strength.
After looking at Ye Yan for a while, Lin Yang looked towards the checkpoint on the second floor.
If it were a head-on fight, Lin Yang would not have the confidence to kill Ye Yan.
Even if he can be defeated, it is too difficult to keep him.
You can only rely on these levels.
The levels on the second floor are not comparable to those on the first floor.
In front of the door leading to the third floor, there is a stone sculpture.
The stone sculpture looks like a young man. He has his eyes closed, holding a long sword upside down with one hand, and the blade of the sword is close to his back.
The whole body of the stone sculpture is made of stone, except for the long sword, which shines with blood-red light. You can tell at a glance that it is not an ordinary thing.
What makes people's scalp numb even more is that this stone sculpture is covered with secret patterns all over its body.
These secret patterns shone with silver light, and waves of terrifying energy seeped out.
There is no doubt that these secret patterns are the energy source of the stone sculptures.
Judging from the number of these secret patterns and the energy they emit, the strength of the stone sculptures has far exceeded that of the terrestrial fairyland.
Who built this miraculous Dragon Palace?
Lin Yang stared at the stone sculpture, feeling extremely shocked.
No wonder it is extremely difficult to break into the third floor.
The difficulty of the first and second levels has increased by countless levels...
"Hey! Can't you come up? If you can't come up, I'll do it!"
A monk who entered the second floor with help from Lin Yang became impatient. Seeing Ye Yan blocking the door and not understanding, he immediately rushed towards the stone sculpture with his sword.
"Brother, don't go!"
Others were shouting.
But...it's too late.
The monk just drew his sword and approached.
The stone sculpture suddenly opened its eyes and flicked the bloody sword in its hand like lightning.
Whoosh!
A sword light like a spider web instantly enveloped the monk.
Then the stone sculpture resumed its previous posture, and its eyes closed again, motionless.
As for the monk, he froze for a moment, and then a lot of blood marks appeared on his body. Slowly, the flesh on his body gradually peeled off.
In a matter of seconds, the person turned into a pile of minced meat and was shattered all over the floor...
