"Get into formation!"
Zhao Siming roared.
The six cultivators quickly got into position, upon which a peculiar sword formation began to take shape.
All of the crimson humans were shredded by the powerful sword intent as they approached the sword formation.
The crimson humans were extremely ferocious. Even though the sword formation possessed a terrifying power, they still charged into the sword formation in relentless waves.
Poor Sun Yuluo was ostracized by the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples once again, but he still fought to the best of his abilities to fend off the crimson humans.
Meanwhile, An Lin unleashed his Holy Vermilion Flame to protect himself and Da Bai. All of the crimson humans hurtling toward them couldn't even come within a hundred-meter distance from him before they were vaporized.
He lay down on Da Bai's back and supported his chin with his hands as he watched the struggling Heavenly Sword Sect cultivators.
