"Bet! I don't believe you can make a fortune Dongfang Xuan smashed out another purple crystal.

The purple crystal dongfangxuan is reserved for his own cultivation. In fact, he doesn't have much. He just had an adventure not long ago. He found five in a nameless cave.

"If I lose?" Su Luogou lip, slowly asked.

"If you lose, give me back the crystal stone you just had!" Dongfang Xuan is still suffering from the purple crystal which was taken away.

"It's fair to bet on purple spar. OK, I should take the bet, but now let's see what kind of treasure number 12 corresponds to." Su Luo then turned to look on the shelf.

When Su Luo and Dongfang Xuan place their next bet, Ziyan has already been excited to run to find the corresponding reward of this number.

"The twelfth is Oh, image crystal ball. " Ziyan pointed to the transparent black ice fog, turned back and looked at Su Luo blankly, "what is the image crystal ball?" Why doesn't she seem to have heard of it?

Su Luo reached in with both hands and carefully held out the transparent crystal ball.

This crystal ball has been drawn by her, so at this time Su Luo's hand can penetrate the dark ice fog and take out the crystal ball by hand. If it is changed to someone else, it will be impossible.

The crystal ball is as big as two fists. It is crystal clear, and has a gentle and moving light.

But Su Luo can't see the mystery from left to right, so she can only shake her head: "I don't know."

"Put the psychic power in." Half lying on the cane chair, the white bearded grandfather opened his mouth at the right time.

At this time, everyone's eyes are all looking at Su Luo's image crystal ball.

Su Luo thought about it and decided to release it.

A gentle aura slowly infuses into the crystal ball.

The original white crystal ball is like starting the TV, and gradually the picture appears.

All over the sky, flowers flutter and fall.

Under the Qionghua tree, two strong men holding swords are dancing under the moon.

Su Luo was shocked by the ethereal body, the graceful shadow, the speed of the sword as fast as ghosts, and the twinkling of an eye.

"My God! This sword technique, this figure, this, this is the legend of the spirit of the adult no doubt! " Luo HaoChen screamed.

Lord Lingmei, once the strongman of the holy rank, has disappeared in the mainland hundreds of years ago, and no one has seen his figure. Now, his figure appears on the crystal ball!

"This is the legendary phantom footwork!" The East Xuan startles the eye bead son to come down.

"The phantom footwork has been lost for a long time. I didn't expect that it was still engraved in this crystal ball. This treasure is so rare!" Luo Haoming exclaimed repeatedly, his eyes fixed on Su Luo.

No one thought that the lost martial arts could be so simple and reappeared in the form of images. What kind of luck is Su Luo!

"Su Luo, how can you hand in the phantom footwork?" Li aochen can't wait to ask.

This set of footwork is very consistent with his skills. If he practices the phantom footwork, he believes that his strength will recover to the peak in a short time.

"I'll make two purple stones!" Dongfang Xuan began to bid directly.

"I'll make three purple stones!" Luo Haoming is not willing to be outdone. As long as you master the shadow footwork, you can reach a fast speed state and almost walk alone in the world. Don't you want to?

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