256. Yin drops

At Jiushan Sect, Fan Shiji's eyes were still slightly dazed.

He was controlling an Iron Armor Corpse of the Blood Exchange Level personally through his Spirit, running and leaping toward the enemy's position.

But then, a look of horror appeared on his baby face!

"What the hell is this thing! An airplane!?"

The Iron Armor Corpse controlled by Fan Shiji, crafted by his own hands with steel plates embedded beneath its skin, had exceptionally strong defensive power.

Yet it got destroyed in less than 5 seconds by that strangely shaped machine.

"Such terrifying machinery, who on earth is this!"

Fan Shiji had just cursed when a rain of steel and fire appeared in the sky!

He quickly shouted, "All disciples, hurry to the Scripture Storage Hall for cover!"

This was where the sect's scriptures were kept, built extremely sturdy, like a reinforced concrete defensive fortification.

Some quick-reacting disciples had already hidden inside, while the rest hurried toward that location.