Stand up.
Not sleepy.
After thinking for a moment, Zhou Buzhou drew out the Zhanlu sword again.
On the Zhanlu sword, the two lowest runes on the side with forty-nine runes have completely lost their spirituality.
The two runes were integrated into the inner ring of the black and white vortex in his dantian.
This happened twice in a row...
Could it be that in the end I can absorb all 108 runes on the Zhanlu Sword and integrate them into the inner circle of my Dantian?
100%.
The right eye gave a definite answer.
Zhou Buzhou was slightly delighted.
So, if the remaining ninety-eight runes could be integrated into the Dantian like the previous two runes, and even speed up the rotation of the black and white vortex...
Wouldn't that mean he carries a hundred-level battle ladder and possesses a hundred battle spirits?
100%.
Zhou Buzhou paused for a moment and continued to ask:
Could it be that the runes on the Zhanlu Sword are the same as the war spirit on Zhanshan in the Lingbu base?
0%.
Not really...
Zhou Buzhou shook his head, thought for a moment, and did not continue asking.
He couldn't find a possible causal relationship for the time being, and his mind was in a mess because of picking peaches and tomorrow's battle.
He didn't want to think too much.
After pausing for a moment, Zhou Buzhou lowered his head and looked directly at the third rune on the Zhanlu sword, sinking into that trance state again.
only,
This time, it wasn't just a simple daze.
In a trance, he could feel his own existence, but also felt as if he did not exist at all.
Then.
Suddenly, a long black shadow passed through his perception...
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