Time accelerates, hum! You really can't hold it back, fortunately, the adults have already told us, if we don't know the details of this move, it will definitely make you succeed in the sneak attack, but it's a pity...... Xu Tian looked at the disappeared Wang Long, and his heart was much more relaxed.

Three days ago, Wang Lung suddenly comprehended that time was accelerating, and only Wang Lung and Mo Tianlong knew about this matter, Wang Lung would definitely not say it himself, Xu Tian and Bu Ya could know Lu Dao, and it was also Mo Tianlong who told Cha Gong, and Cha Gong reminded them again.

This is not cheating, during Wang Lung's training, whether it is cultivation, strength, perception or any other improvement, will be announced, and the corresponding levels will also be adjusted according to the range of improvement, this is only known to the seven guardians, Wang Lung does not know the way, and even the brothers and two who accompanied Wang Lung are not clear.

Wang Long's comprehension of time acceleration may be a secret in his heart, but it is nothing in Mo Tianlong's eyes, on the day of his comprehension, Mo Tianlong has already told Cha Gong that if Wang Lung knows that Mo Tianlong has betrayed him, I wonder if Wang Lung will use time acceleration again.

Using time acceleration to achieve the purpose of teleportation, it is estimated that only Wang Lung can do it, but this is also a helpless thing, he only feels one rule now, and all he can use is time, his cultivation time is short, his speed and strength are still very low, and he really has nothing else to use without time acceleration, especially when he doesn't take advantage of Xu Tian.

Even if Wang Lung used time acceleration to achieve the purpose of teleportation, Xu Tian and Buya didn't stop it at all, when Wang Lung appeared behind Buya, he couldn't help but show a smile on his face, but this smile only lasted for a moment before turning into consternation.

When Wang Lung's body appeared behind Buya, the first thing he saw was Buya's face, and he didn't think about what Buya would face to face with him. When Wang Lung was about to make a move, he found that the scene in front of him had completely changed.

This is a gray world, the surrounding is empty, there is not the slightest scenery and human figures, you can't see the boundary at a glance, only a faint mist fluttering in front of you. This place Wang Lung is no stranger to at all, he has been here more than once.

The first time I came to this place, at that time Wang Lung had just begun to experience, entering the North Pole and being infiltrated by the cold rouge, under the power of the cold rouge, Wang Lung's soul was forced into a corner of his mind, that time he was almost killed by the cold rouge, although he experienced countless soul tortures, but after the most he not only got a strong body. And the soul is also sharpened very tough.

The second time he came to this place, Wang Lung had no consciousness at all, at that time, he happened to be in the territory of the old naughty boy, and he was almost exploded by the fire devouring flying ants, and his soul fell into a deep sleep, and he had not been able to observe this place well from beginning to end.

The third time was a few days ago, when Wang Lung entered the interior from the periphery of the underground space, he was almost controlled by a soul cultivator, although Wang Lung killed the soul cultivator named Hook in the end. But Wang Lung realized the horror of the soul cultivators, it was an invisible battlefield. There is no smoke or blood, but it can still kill people.

This is the fourth time to enter this soul space, this is Wang Lung's soul realm, the first time he has observed it so carefully, but unfortunately it was not long, when Wang Lung was still surprised. Buya's soul suddenly appeared in front of Wang Lung.

"Damn, it's a soul cultivator, no wonder I've been hiding behind me. Wang Lung could only think about it, he couldn't make a sound at all.

Buya's soul appeared suddenly, like a purple ball. It's just a ball composed of purple mist, this ball is Buya's soul, Wang Lung can only judge that this is Buya's soul, because this soul can vaguely show Buya's face, although it is not too clear, but the general outline and face can still be distinguished.

Wang Lung didn't know if his soul was the same as Buya's, but after seeing the souls of Han Yan and Hook, he had some experience.

Looking at Buya's soul strength on the other side, Wang Lung couldn't help but smile bitterly, the strength of this group of sacrifices was higher than the other, and the more they reached the most remarkable, the more unexpected it was, a soul cultivator who specialized in soul cultivation, Wang Lung didn't have much experience in dealing with it, Buya's soul strength was basically the same as Wang Lung, and the two of them were between Bo Zhong, if his guess was right, Buya's cultivation should be in the late stage of soul movement, because he still knew what level his own soul strength was.

If Wang Lung's soul strength is judged by the soul cultivator lineage, it is about between the late stage of soul movement and the early stage of soul punishment, he is not the same as the soul cultivator, his soul realm is purely refined by the cold rouge, and the level is really difficult to define.

The last time he faced Hook's soul devouring, Wang Lung's soul strength was at least one level higher than the other party's soul strength, so Hook not only did not succeed in devouring, but was eaten by the soul, that time, how Wang Lung killed Hook, he was also confused, and he didn't have any power to fight back at all, Hook played himself to death, and Wang Lung was just a spectator.

Soul cultivators have a set of special exercises on top of the soul confrontation, although the soul does not have any body, but it can still exert a strong fighting ability, which Wang Lung knows, but he can't.

Buya's soul ball is about the same size as Wang Lung, but if you look closely, Wang Lung's soul is slightly larger and limited than Buya, although there is a gap, but this gap is covered by strength, a soul cultivator who specializes in soul cultivation faces an idiot who can't control the power of the soul, and makes a judgment.

In the face of Buya's soul attack, Wang Lung had no way at all, and he didn't know what kind of secret method Lu Dao Buya was casting, Wang Lung always felt that his soul was very tired, and he wanted to sleep on it, but he didn't dare, if the soul fell into a deep sleep, then he was not far from death.

What the soul is, Wang Lung is not very clear, when he entered his soul world realm just now, looking at this vast soul land, in addition to sighing, Wang Lung is still thinking about a question, if the soul is cultivated to the same size as the soul world, what kind of result will it be.

Wang Lung's perception of the soul is still on the surface, let alone how to control the soul in battle.

Buya's control of Wang Lung's soul is completely one-sided, Wang Lung has no ability to resist, he can only let Buya play at will, he can hold on to it until now and not lose, which is beyond Buya's expectations.

Wang Lung's soul strength is still stronger than Buya's, when he is playing with Wang Lung's soul. Buya is not easy at all, soul cultivators are relatively easy to control cultivators who are lower than their own souls, the smaller the soul strength, the greater the chance of being controlled, but the soul strength of the controlled person is higher than that of the soul cultivator, and the difficulty is not half a star. And while controlling the souls of others, you must also resist the backlash of the souls of the other party.

Soul revolt does not need to be driven by the accused, it is a kind of automatic resistance, which is a kind of heaven and earth rules and the unyielding of the soul.

The two souls were only three or four meters apart, and Wang Lung wanted to tear Buya's soul to pieces, but unfortunately he didn't have any means, he could only stand in place in a daze.

No, it's not the way to go, if it continues. The consequences were unimaginable, Wang Lung knew it very well, but he didn't know what to do.

Vague, Wang Lung can't describe that feeling, he can see, but he can't see clearly, he can feel, he can feel muddy. He knew the consequences of the Dao, but he couldn't see Buya's methods clearly.

The unyielding soul is in Wang Lung's subconscious. He didn't know that he had made Buya sad because he didn't give in, and although Wang Lung's soul didn't have any resistance action, Buya felt worse and worse.

Just when Wang Lung felt that he could fall asleep at any time, his soul's ability to resist became stronger and stronger, this was the most difficult struggle, and he didn't know what to do. But it was very difficult for Buya, who felt like he had swallowed an apple raw, and the apple was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't go up or down, and he wanted to swallow it in one go. only to find that the apple was slightly bigger than his own throat.

If I fall asleep like this, what will be the consequences? Become a soul slave or become an idiot? Is there any difference between the two endings? Wang Lung analyzed his fate in a daze.

There was no pain in the confrontation on the soul, Wang Lung only felt very tired, and he wanted to sleep, unlike the burning pain that Han Yan brought to him when he was refining his body, Wang Lung wanted to turn his exhaustion into pain, he at least knew how long he could last, but now, he felt that he would fall asleep at any time, but after holding up for so long, he was still confused, and this kind of torment made him very uncomfortable.

Time flies in a blink of an eye, and the confrontation between souls cannot be measured by time.

Looking at Buya's vague soul ball in front of him, Wang Lung felt that the other party was like a cake, sprinkled with sesame seeds, revealing an attractive fragrance, how long had it been since he had eaten, Wang Lung's mind was like a paste mixed together, and he couldn't think of it at all, March didn't know the taste of meat, did it just describe myself?

I really want to taste it, whether this cake is filled with meat or not, Wang Lung's thinking began to be confused, the pressure on Buya's soul on him is getting bigger and bigger, and Wang Lung's insistence is now just a trace of consciousness.

I'm so hungry, maybe it's better to take a bite, but how do I eat it? Oh, yes, I should open my mouth, run over and take two bites, well, yes, bite up.

Wang Lung had already regarded Buya's soul ball as a cake, a cake that could fill his stomach, and he had forgotten his current situation, and only wanted to eat which cake to satisfy his hunger.

It's so far away, why haven't you arrived yet?

The distance of three or four meters was like the sky to Wang Lung, and he tried his best to move forward, just to eat the cake.

Time is always the most ruthless, Wang Lung didn't know how far Lu Dao had gone, and he didn't know how long it took, he felt as if he had crossed the Pacific Ocean, and that cake was always in front of him, tempting him and guiding him.

I'm so tired, what the hell is going on? Why is it so far away, I just want to take a bite, just one bite, no, I'm dying of hunger, I have to work harder.

Wang Lung was full of cranky thoughts, he had forgotten the soul battle between him and Buya, and he didn't know where Lu Dao was, only that he had a cake in front of him, and eating it could restore his strength, and he was hungry.

Well, the aroma is getting stronger, and the cake looks delicious. If you can eat a bite, it must be the most beautiful delicacy in the world, oh, damn it, it's so far away for what to do, I don't believe I can't catch you, and when I catch you, it's not as simple as taking a bite, you are mine, no one can grab it from me.

Everything was an illusion, and Wang Lung didn't even have the least ability to discriminate.

Although Wang Lung's soul is not controlled, but Buya has a hard time, she has not been able to control Wang Lung's soul for such a long time, she began to be afraid, she didn't know what to do, she couldn't devour Wang Lung's soul, and the power of the counterattack was also increasing her consumption, these were not the most important things, she saw a scene that frightened her, that is, Wang Lung's soul was slowly approaching her.

Oh no, how is this possible, a commoner who is not even a cultivator, his soul is so powerful, he has not become a cultivator, how can his soul move, what is he going to do, no...... No...... Don't come here, what the hell is going on? Buya's heart was full of incredulity.

Ah, this can't be, you don't eat me, ah...... Please, don't ......

Wang Lung's soul finally leaned close to Buya, which was a subconscious action for Wang Lung, he just treated the other party as a piece of cake, but Buya clearly knew that her soul was being devoured by Wang Lung little by little.

Demons, no wonder the gods call Wang Lung a demon, and there are many incredible things that can be reflected from him, such as the perception of rules, the perverted body, and the current soul movement, which together make Buya full of despair.

There was no one to stop Wang Lung, he frantically tore Buya's soul, which seemed to Wang Lung to just swallow a piece of bread, he was very hungry, just an instinctive desire to survive.

One by one, Wang Lung turned a deaf ear, he couldn't hear it, even if Buya stopped devouring his soul, Wang Lung's soul was still in a state of confusion.

Tsk, it's delicious, it's a pity that it's only one, but it's okay, I don't feel hungry anymore, I'm so tired, I should be able to take a break now, get a good night's sleep, and it may be much better when I wake up. Wang Lung smiled with satisfaction and slowly closed his eyes. (To be continued......)