C393 It Really Was Him!
C393 It Really Was Him!
Under the thirty feet tall statue of the Ghost God, a withered old man with white hair was sitting. He was playing with the Body Protecting Jade Token in his palm.
The talisman was engraved with dense patterns that looked mysterious and extraordinary. However, there were two deep cracks on the beautiful jade talisman at this moment. It was supposed to be a jade talisman that was completely green, but its color was dim at this moment, as if its Immortal Force had been exhausted, and it had become an ordinary object.
The old man's half-opened eyes swept across the four black robed elders that stood respectfully before him, and he spoke slowly.
"Did you see with your own eyes that this item can activate Martial Arts Grandmaster's Body Protecting Gang Qi?"
These four black-robed elders were the four people who led their disciples to slaughter the Faang family that day!
At this moment, these four proud black-robed elders were standing respectfully in front of the white-haired elder, their faces filled with respect.
The four of them nodded their heads in unison and said, "Sect Master, this item should be a magic weapon left behind by the ancient Spell Cultivator. Its power is astonishing. The four of us joined forces to attack it, and it took us fifteen minutes to use up all the power of the magical weapon."
The white-haired old man was surprised when he heard this, "The cultivation level of the four of you is already at the late stage of Qi Refining, and the four of you are comparable to a half-step Spiritual Master. This jade talisman can block you for fifteen minutes. This is truly extraordinary. "
However, the old man continued. What?
"But you are wrong. This item wasn't left behind by the ancient Spell Cultivator. It was just refined by someone."
At this moment, the four black-robed elders couldn't remain calm anymore, "It was just refined? How is this possible!? Besides the Sect Leader and Chen Daoxuan, who else in the world of cultivation could do such a thing?"
To be able to refine a magic tool with a jade talisman, the cultivation level had to be at least at the level of a Spiritual Master. Moreover, refining a magic tool consumed a great deal of mental energy magic strength. If one wanted to refine such a magic tool, they would need at least a few months or half a year.
The four black-robed elders really couldn't figure out who in the world of cultivation could do such a thing.
"This question will probably be answered by the head of the Fang family." The white-haired old man smiled coldly.
At this moment, everyone's gaze gathered on the young lady beside him.
The young lady was wearing two black silk ribbons. The silk ribbons constantly emitted a cold aura that corroded the young lady's body.
The original First Beauty of Cyan State now had unkempt hair and a dirty face. Her face was pale, and her qi and blood were extremely weak.
If one looked closely, it was this silk ribbon that was absorbing the young girl's qi and blood!
"Fang Rubing! If you don't want to die, then quickly answer the Sect Leader's question! Who gave you this jade talisman?! " Faang Qingchuan, who was standing beside her, shouted.
Fang Rubing, who was already extremely weak, slowly raised her head. Her expression was firm, and there was not the slightest bit of fear in her eyes.
"The jade talisman belongs to Meng Ran."
"How is this possible!? If that's the case, doesn't that mean that this person is the same as the Sect Chief, both of them are Spiritual Masters?! " The four elders exclaimed in shock as they looked at the white-haired old man with uneasy expressions.
The white-haired old man's expression was somewhat sinister as he fell silent.
Faang Qingchuan immediately gave Fang Rubing two slaps when he saw this. He roared. "Impossible! That kid's cultivation level was too weak. It was impossible for him to refine such a magical artifact! Niece Rubing, give up. The deadline has come. Your Immortal Master Meng will not come and save you."
As soon as he finished speaking, a thunderous roar came from outside," Faang Qingchuan! Get out and face your death! "
The rolling thunder mixed with Meng Ran's magic strength shook the entire bluestone hall. The trembling did not stop, as if an earthquake had struck!
The four black-robed elders suddenly stood up and looked at each other. They murmured in disbelief, "This kid really dared to come!?"
The haggard Fang Rubing heard that familiar voice and two lines of clear tears slowly flowed out from her eyes. She said in a daze,
"Meng Ran, it really is you..."