Bian Qiuyun in the distance turned into a black ball at this time.

The surface of the ball kept tumbling, and it was a bug moving, and the situation was very infiltrating.

Seeing this scene, Liu Xiu, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, turned his face away, not wanting to see this disgusting scene.

Yang Fan noticed Liu Xiu's expression and said lightly: "It's okay, she has been devoured clean, there is not even a scum left, you can't see anything." ”

"Alas, it's not interesting. Yang Fan sighed: "It's over, I haven't done anything yet." ”

Bang!

As soon as Yang Fan's words fell, the black ball composed of insects suddenly burst open, and smoke billowed inside.

The billowing smoke gradually dispersed, revealing a human-tall crossmark inside. And at the top of the cross, a figure stood.

It was Bian Qiuyun.

Looking at her expression, looking at her appearance, she was not hurt by insects.

Yang Fan noticed that the person's tall cross exuded wisps of gentle soul power, and those soul powers were finally taken back by Bian Qiuyun, everything was very natural, as if the cross mark and Bian Qiuyun were originally one.

"It's ...... Could it be?" Yang Fan frowned slightly.

Seeing Yang Fan's expression, Bian Qiuyun's eyes were suddenly full of pride, and he said seriously: "Yang Guo, you guessed right, now I am already in the Natal Soul Pill Realm!"

Bian Qiuyun sneered behind his hands: "Yang Guo, you didn't expect it, did you? That time you defeated me by luck, not only did not wear out my confidence, but gave me a new understanding of the battle, so that I discovered my own shortcomings, saw myself clearly, and the spiritual realm unconsciously rose to a new height, and achieved the Natal Soul Pill." I didn't expect that I would be defeated by you and actually break through the realm! God helps me!"

Bian Qiuyun was very proud and proud, and an arrogant aura burst out from her body.

Yang Fan raised his head slightly, looked at Bian Qiuyun, and said calmly and as if persuading: "As you said, misfortune and fortune are relied upon, and fortune and misfortune are lurking. You were blessed by misfortune before, so how do you know that this time it will not be a blessing and a curse?"

Bian Qiuyun shook his head and said, "The Natal Soul Pill Realm is a realm that you can't imagine now. As long as I use the power of the Natal Soul Pill, even if ten of you come, you will not be my opponent. ”

Yang Fan smiled slightly and said, "I really want to try." ”

"Look for death. ”

Bian Qiuyun said contemptuously, and then jumped off the crossmark, which suddenly shrunk and flew into her hand.

She looked at Yang Fan, her eyes were full of hatred and heat, and she said almost word by word: "This place is very good, let's use it to bury you!"

"Well, this place is really nice. It's underground, so it's perfect for burial. ”

Yang Fan looked around with a slow gaze, as if he was really appreciating. Seeing Yang Fan's arrogant and contemptuous attitude, Bian Qiuyun had a feeling that his lungs were about to die. But the more this happens, the stronger the feeling that lies beneath the anger.

"I used to be your defeated general, but now I have achieved the Natal Soul Pill. The more rampant you are now, the more ugly you will lose later, and the more I will make you unable to step down!" Bian Qiuyun thought in his heart, but did not say a word in his mouth, but directly threw the shrunken cross in his hand and launched an attack on Yang Fan.

"Shadow is real!"

"Flower of Shadows!"

"Blooming!"

The interval between the three soul spells was quite short, as if they were emitted at the same time. The cross that was thrown at Yang Fan turned into a black-purple flower, suspended in front of Yang Fan, blooming with powerful soul power. Purple clouds exploded around the black-purple flowers, and another flower grew on each purple cloud. When the flower first appeared, it was a small flower bag, and as it grew, bloomed, and bloomed, it finally produced the fruit of the cross. On the top of each black-purple flower, a cross bloomed. Each crossmark bloomed with a fierce light.

At the same time as the light suddenly rose, all the crosses flew towards Yang Fan like rain and wind.

Yang Fan could feel that every trace and wisp of power that came to him was the power of the Natal Soul Pill!

"Bian Qiuyun is really a talent. has just been newly promoted to the Natal Soul Pill Realm Soul Guest, and she is so skilled in using the power of the Natal Soul Pill, even I am inferior to her. Yang Fan muttered to himself in his heart, and sneered: "But today, I want you to lose convincingly." ”

Bian Qiuyun's expression was full of confidence, and he glared at Yang Fan viciously, and said, "Arrogance!"

After speaking, she added a lot of strength to this soul technique, and she was already planning to use this trick to completely defeat Yang Fan, return his words to him, and convince him of the loss.

The sudden increase in strength made Yang Fan's expression become solemn. From beginning to end, he did not use his soul technique, but let Bian Qiuyun's power rage around him. Now Bian Qiuyun has strengthened the intensity of the attack, which makes Yang Fanmeng feel a huge pressure, every trace of soul power is no longer a simple soul power, but a cross mark like a substance. And each cross is a shadow flower that contains powerful soul power. The cross overlapped with the Flower of Shadow, and the combination of real power and virtual power controlled the aura around Yang Fan, as if he wanted to use this power to tear him to pieces.

Looking at the gradually changing expression on Yang Fan's face, Bian Qiuyun snorted heavily.

"The power of the Natal Soul Pill Realm is much stronger than you think. My good brother, you died at my hands after all!"

Bian Qiuyun's arm was raised upward, and his five fingers were grabbed upward, which was usually a gesture of "receiving". But now, the situation on the ground is clearly not collecting.

The crossmark, the shadow flower, and all the power were all under this "harvest", and then rushed towards Yang Fan at ten times the speed before.

Yang Fan's pupils shrank suddenly, and his limbs did not move, as if he had not used any soul techniques, but the situation on the battlefield had undergone extremely subtle changes.

The power released by Bian Qiuyun was still flying towards Yang Fan, but it often changed closer to Yang Fan. The crosses and the Shadow Flowers had changed, and the invisible forces had lost their strength, as if they had been crushed by a powerful force. This feeling of crushing became stronger and stronger, as if it began to appear from Yang Fan's position, and then spread in the direction of Bian Qiuyun at an extremely fast speed.

"Big Crush!"

"Not good!" Bian Qiuyun secretly said that it was not good, and she immediately wanted to avoid Yang Fan's attack as quickly as possible, but she immediately interrupted her thoughts and let herself recover her mentality and re-examine herself.