Lin Yang did not explain, clasped his fists and smiled slightly.
"By the way, you two are quite talented. You dare to enter the second floor. Did Canglantian never cause trouble for you?"
Meimeng seemed to have thought of something and asked again.
The pretty face of the girl in Qin Jian changed slightly, and she opened her mouth and didn't know what to say.
Seeing this, Lin Yang hurriedly said, "We hid all the way and sneaked into the second floor, and Canglantian never found us."
"Yeah?"
Meimeng's eyes were filled with doubts, but she didn't ask any more questions and said, "You guys go quickly. It would be bad if Cang Lan Tianjue was caught!"
After saying that, she flashed and disappeared into the darkness.
The girl with Qin Jian tightened her eyes.
Of course, Canglan Tianjue was killed by Lin Yang and could not be told everywhere.
Otherwise it will be troublesome.
But the incident of Canglan Tianjue's death in the Dragon Palace cannot be concealed. Once it is spread, the two of them are the most suspicious.
"Let's go."
Lin Yang said lightly and walked forward.
The girl in the piano and sword nodded silently.
Soon, the two arrived at the level of the second floor of the Dragon Palace.
At this moment, hundreds of people have gathered here.
Ye Yan, Dark Moon, and even the masters under the command of the Taitian Martial God are all here.
In addition, there are a large number of casual cultivators.
"In the past, there are dozens of people entering the second floor, why are there hundreds of people in this class?"
The dark moon frowned and stared at the corner.
Ye Yan was not affected by the surroundings, standing in front of the second level, closing his eyes, as if he was preparing.
After Lin Yang arrived, his eyes immediately remained on Ye Yan.
He found that he could no longer see Ye Yan's strength.
There is no doubt that since entering the underground dragon vein, Ye Yan's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, which is definitely not the same.
This person's talent is no less than Lin Yang.
And he is more bold and careful.
To achieve his goal, he can sacrifice everything in order to improve his strength.
After looking at Ye Yan for a while, Lin Yang looked at the level on the second floor.
If it is a head-on battle, Lin Yang will not have the confidence to kill Ye Yan.
Even if you can defeat him, it is too difficult to keep him.
Only these levels can be used.
The level on the second level is not comparable to that on the first level.
In front of the gate leading to the third floor, a stone sculpture stands.
The stone sculpture looked like a young man. He closed his eyes, pressed his sword with one hand upside down, and his sword body was pressed behind him.
The stone sculpture is made of stone, but the long sword is filled with blood-red light, and you can tell at a glance that it is not an ordinary person.
What makes people's scalp even more numb is that the stone sculpture is covered with secret patterns.
These secret patterns flashed with silver light, and terrifying energy penetrated out.
There is no doubt that these secret patterns are the energy source of stone sculptures.
It can be judged by the number of these secret patterns and the energy emitted by them that the strength of the stone sculpture is far beyond that of the land fairyland.
Who created this magical dragon palace?
Lin Yang stared at the stone sculpture, and was shocked.
No wonder it is extremely difficult to break into the third floor.
The difficulty of the first and second layers has been increased by countless levels...
"Hey! Are you going to get on? If you don't get on, I'll do it!"
A monk who had Lin Yang's help to step into the second floor was 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 are busy calling.
But...it's too late.
The monk just raised his sword and approached.
The stone sculpture suddenly opened its eyes and shook the blood sword in its hand like lightning.
Whoosh!
A spider-web-like sword light instantly enveloped the monk.
The stone carving then returned to its previous posture, and its eyes closed again without moving.
As for the monk, he became rigid for a moment, and then a large number of blood marks appeared on his body. Slowly, his body pieces gradually peeled off.
In a few seconds, the person turned into a pile of minced meat and broke the ground...