Lin Que has an innate true intention.

He didn't try it though.

But theoretically, whether it is martial arts, Dan Dao, or Array Dao, in essence, they are all inseparable from the true meaning.

They all come from the perception of the Heavenly Dao, and thus extend the cultivation system.

If a martial artist wants to break through cultivation, he needs to comprehend the true meaning of martial arts.

If an alchemist wants to break through to a higher realm, he also needs to comprehend the true meaning of the Dan Dao.

The same goes for the Array Mage.

Lin Que didn't know under what realm his innate true intent was effective.

But at least, he hadn't felt the pressure yet when he faced the sixth-order formation.

His comprehension on the way to the formation is not deep.

After all, he hadn't been in contact with the formation for long.

Even the most conventional means of breaking the formation, he didn't understand.

If he wanted to crack Cang Yuanwu's sixth-order formation, he couldn't do it.

But as an innate array mage, he was born with the ability to see formation patterns clearly.

Even if it was a formation that had already been arranged, he could find some traces from the fluctuations in the operation of the formation.

Lin Que took a step forward and stepped into the big formation.

Suddenly, a layer of water ripples rippled on his body, which did not pass through Lin Que's whole body and enveloped him.

Just when everyone was shocked, Lin Que was not hindered and passed directly through the formation.

The sixth-order isolation formation did not work on him.

And in Lin Que's hands, he was also carving something in the void.

One after another, the formation patterns fell on him, and in the blink of an eye, he merged with the entire formation.

Lin Que didn't find a way to crack these formations, but instead, he carved the lines of the Water Realm Formation on his body.

Make yourself a part of the formation.

That way, he won't be shut out.

However, since it is a sixth-order formation, the formation pattern of the water realm is very rigorous.

There must not be a single mistake, otherwise he will definitely be killed on the spot.

Therefore, Lin Que was advancing very slowly, almost one step at a time, and every step he took, he had to carefully observe for a moment and figure out the surrounding formations before taking the second step.

From the front of the main hall to the door, Lin Que walked for half an hour, and finally came to the gate.

Coming to this position, he finally stepped out of the scope of the isolation formation.

At the same time, there was a clamor of ropes, coming from the door, accompanied by a roar.

Behind him, Deacon Liu and the others were no longer visible.

Lin Que raised his hand, put it on the door, and gently pushed it inside, pushing open a crack in the door, and looked inside.

The space in the main hall was vast, and he saw many figures.

At the same time, the ground was also a mess, and even the two pillars were broken, and they were temporarily supported by the ban.

Lin Que's gaze fell on the field, where he saw the only person he knew, who was the figure of the ghost elder.

At this time, on the ghost elder's weak body, his clothes were in tatters, revealing a few ribs wrapped in skin, and on his chest, a shocking scratch was deeply sunk into the flesh.

In his hand, he was still clutching a brocade box, a golden pillar of light, which shot directly at him from the opposite side, locking the brocade box and preventing him from putting it away.

The two sides are tugging.

Just beside the ghost elder, a middle-aged man in a gray cloth robe sat cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by thirty or forty martial artists, sitting in a circle, conveying the true yuan on his body to the middle-aged man in a steady stream.

And their target was the three treasure rings suspended in the air not far away.

On their opposite side, there were fifty or sixty strong men, also working together, refining the three treasure rings.

Looking at the martial artists on the side of the Shaoqing Sword Sect, their faces were pale, and almost all of them were injured.

It can be seen that in the past five days, they must have experienced a life-and-death struggle.

There are quite a few strong people in the Shaoqing Sword Sect.

Before coming in, Lin Que had checked with the deacons.

The peak masters and elders of each peak added up, there were forty-one, plus the twenty-one inner gate Tianjiao who were summoned.

In the main peak hall, there are a total of sixty-two warriors of the Shaoqing Sword Sect.

However, now he saw only thirty-six people.

Among them, there are also several warriors dressed in khaki costumes and wearing large beaded chains around their necks.

There were eight people in total.

These eight people must be the powerhouses of the Aragami Tantra.

If you count it, there are only twenty-eight people left in the Shaoqing Sword Sect.

After looking at the numbers, Lin Que understood the current situation.

On the side of the Shaoqing Sword Sect, thirty-four people have already been lost.

That's more than half.

Fortunately, most of them are the younger generation of Tianjiao.

Their strength is weak, and in the hands of the Dao Palace Secret Realm powerhouse, it is difficult for them to escape.

Lin Que found that no one noticed him.

In the main hall, everyone's attention was focused on the three treasure rings.

This made it easy for him to come to the main hall.

"What? Is the true yuan about to run out so soon? ”

"It's a pity, this Blue Dragon Treasure Ring, just one step away, you can refine it successfully!"

A middle-aged woman holding a hosta is constantly increasing her strength, refining three treasure rings with the jade chan in her hand.

In addition to the Green Dragon Treasure Ring, the other two have fallen.

"Lingxuan Shenni, you and I are both martial artists, what good will it do you to the Phantom Sea Palace and take refuge in the fog demon?"

"Once our Shaoqing Sword Sect falls, will the Fog Demons show mercy to your men?"

The person who spoke was none other than the sect leader of the Shaoqing Sword Sect, Cang Yuanwu.

At this moment, his voice was a little hoarse, and his breath fluctuated chaotically, and he was about to run out of strength.

"Fog Demon? Hahaha! ”

When Lingxuan Shenni heard this, she couldn't help but laugh wildly.

"It's really pitiful, death is coming, you haven't figured out who your enemy is, is it possible, do you really think you are human?"

Cang Yuanwu: "Our enemy? ”

"Could it be that you Phantom Sea Palace didn't take refuge in the fog demon?"

Cang Yuanwu couldn't find any reason until now, and he couldn't understand why the Phantom Sea Palace would take refuge in the fog demon.

The fog demon clan cannot be trusted.

Their cooperation with the Phantom Sea Palace was just using them.

It was impossible for Lingxuan Shenni not to know this, but they did it anyway.

"What is the fog demon, compared to the great saint clan, whether it is a human or a fog demon, it is not worth mentioning at all."

"The Holy Clan is a powerhouse from ancient times, they are the masters of this heaven and earth, and they have the ability to rule everything!"

Lingxuan Shenni's expression was full of awe.

This made Cang Yuanwu and the other young Qing powerhouses frown.

You look at me, I look at you, I don't know why.

It was the first time they had heard the name.

The Holy Family, they have not heard of it.

Of the people present, only Lin Que knew.

"Sure enough, it's the Holy Clan, but I didn't expect you to invade the Mist Demon Realm!"