I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

While thinking, Luo Xueqing crossed her legs and began to meditate. She wanted to regulate her breathing and recover some strength.

Although it is just a drop in the bucket and not very helpful, it is better than doing nothing.

Among the more than ten genius monks, Feng Liangjun, who was riding a flying disc, flew the fastest.

He took the lead and rushed to the front.

As soon as he entered combat distance, he summoned a Fire Feather Fan.

After the magic fan flew out, it circled around a mushroom giant.

The Fire Feather Fan flipped up and down in the air, creating a flaming tornado that attacked the smallest mushroom giant.

boom!

The scorching fire ignited the mushroom giant.

The raging fire made it dance and frantically beat the flames on its body.

Soon, it was rolling on the ground.

But Feng Liangjun was too close to the front, and another mushroom giant appeared on his side.

"Ah!~"

The huge mushroom iron fist came crashing down, and Feng Liangjun dragged out a long tail tone, and his frisbee turned into stars in the sky.

Several other monks joined the battlefield one after another, each displaying their own magical powers.

In an instant, sword lights, fist shadows, palm winds, and the brilliance of various spells came whistling.

Although the Holy Land's geniuses have an advantage in numbers, the highest of their realm is only the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, while some of the mushroom giants are in the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

Numbers cannot completely eliminate the gap in strength between the two sides.

During the battle, they discovered that these mushroom giants would release spores after being injured.

The yellow-green spore mist spread out. Although it didn't turn them, who were in the Nascent Soul stage, into mushroom monsters, they all felt dizzy after inhaling the spore mist.

Apart from this, these mushroom giants have no other tricks and can only fight with their fists and feet, which seems very crude.

It's very similar to the fighting style of some physical cultivators.

There happened to be a physical cultivator among them, the muscular man named Wang Lei.

He dared to rush up and play wrestling with the smallest mushroom giant♂.

He also inhaled the most spore mist.

He was also the first one to become dizzy and fall to the ground.

Then Wang Lei suddenly foamed at the mouth and lay on the ground with his limbs twitching.

If another male cultivator hadn't pulled him away, the strong man would have been almost trampled to death by the mushroom giant.

"This spore fog is so weird." Gongsun Shu sighed, and then retreated violently.

The rest of the people also retreated.

After a fight, three of the four mushroom giants fell down, and the remaining one was standing with some difficulty.

The geniuses from the Holy Land were all injured, and some even fell into a coma due to inhaling too many spores.

"Look, those mushroom giants seem to be merging?!"

Seeing that the mushroom giant in the field had undergone great changes, Bai Qianqian shouted anxiously.

The few people who were still awake looked over there.

Those mushroom giants actually started holding hands, and then their bodies began to merge together.

Not long after, a fungal giant nearly two hundred feet tall appeared on the scene.

Its aura has reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and just one step can cause a violent earthquake.

As it moves, a rain of spores will fall from its body.

The remaining geniuses of the Holy Land also felt the situation was difficult.

"Or, let's call our Master."

At this time, someone among them said this.

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PS: Because they are all unimportant supporting characters, the battle description is simplified.

And I want to end this drama as soon as possible.

Chapter 4.2: Killing the Giant Instantly, Ye Ran's Headache [k+ -in- Chapter]

The newly emerged fungal giant probably has the strength of a peak Nascent Soul stage.

If any one of their masters were to deal with it, it would be a piece of cake.

But this is a test for their younger generation.

They can't beat them, so they call the old ones, which is a bit embarrassing to be honest.

The sky was gloomy at this time and it was raining heavily.

However, the rain failed to wash away the spore fog.

"Damn, if it weren't for this spore mist, we would have smashed them to pieces long ago," said one of them.

More than ten people, half of them lost their combat effectiveness because of the spore mist.

The rest of the people suffered from some degree of dizziness, weak hands and feet, and difficulty breathing.

This damn spore mist really hinders their performance.

"Let's retreat for now, take a short rest, and then find a way to deal with this monster." Bai Qianqian suggested at this time.

Among the few people, Bai Qianqian is the youngest, but she is the Holy Lord's direct disciple, so what she says carries some weight.

They were all very smart and knew that they could not win by head-on confrontation, so they accepted her advice.

So several people evacuated with their unconscious companion.

Without the restraint of the people, the fungal giant destroyed the city with impunity.

After the southern part of the city was ravaged, it began to move towards the city center.

Many immortal cultivation families have purchased properties in the city center. Seeing this situation, many family cultivators came to surround the fungal giant.

Unfortunately, Chuanliu City is a small city and there are no powerful immortal cultivation families here, otherwise it would not be completely controlled by the Ziyang Holy Land.

Therefore, these family monks do not have very strong strength.

In this type of family, having one Nascent Soul at most is enough, and many families don't even have a Nascent Soul.

Of course, there are a few families that have ancestors in the Spirit Transformation Stage, but either their life span is nearing its end, or their existence is kept secret, so they will not be easily dispatched.

The fungus giant stepped down, and spider-web-like cracks appeared on a translucent array cover.

Several Nascent Soul cultivators of this family joined forces to attack the huge fungal giant.

The sword and spear flashed, cutting holes in the giant's body.

Contrary to what the attackers imagined, these wounds did not make the giant retreat.

A large amount of spore mist also sprayed out from the wound, and most of the monks present accidentally inhaled the spores.

These spore mists also mixed with rainwater and entered the city's drinking water system, which will be quite troublesome to clean up later.

Click!

The defensive formation was still violently destroyed by the giant.

With one kick, the luxurious mansion was reduced to dust in an instant.

I don’t know how many people will lose everything in this day.

All the monks in this family were angry when their hometown was destroyed.

Immediately, a group of monks rushed towards the fungus giant without caring about their lives.

But their attacks were just like tickling, and no one could cause any substantial damage to it.

Perhaps due to the constant mosquito bites, the fungus giant began to feel irritated.

It swung its giant paw and slapped it on the body like slapping a mosquito.

When it spread out its palm, there was a pool of blood foam on the palm.

"Ahhh! Unforgivable!" Someone shouted from somewhere.

Then an unparalleled sword light slashed the fungus giant's chest.

A long wound was instantly torn open on the fungus giant's chest, and it took several steps back due to the power of the sword.

The huge impact force almost caused the giant to lose its balance and fall backwards, but in the end it managed to stabilize its body.

This sword did cause effective damage to it.

But that's about it.

After a large amount of spore mist sprayed out from its wound, it began to heal. Within ten breaths, the wound was completely healed.

This attack also completely enraged the fungus giant, and it quickly locked onto its target.

A middle-aged swordsman, his robes fluttering, hovered in mid-air. Holding a three-foot-long green sword, he confronted the giant fungus monster from a distance.

The middle-aged swordsman felt dizzy and weak all over, an experience he had not had in a long time.

At the Nascent Soul stage, one should be immune to many negative conditions, so he was not on guard.

I never thought that I would get into trouble here.

Before his vision gradually blurred, a huge fist as big as a mountain was reflected in his eyes.

boom!

With one punch, large pieces of earth and rocks mixed with mud and water splashed into the sky, and the world suddenly became quiet.

After the victory, the fungus giant pounded his chest muscles with his fists like a gorilla.

Just as it was celebrating its victory, a slim figure appeared behind it.

Amidst the heavy rain, a burst of pipa music suddenly came.

Bai Qianqian held the pipa in her arms, but not a single drop of rain fell on her despite the heavy rain.

The beautiful woman's bare hands gently slid across the pipa strings, playing a slightly sad and mournful melody.

At this moment, the woman's heart was beating like a drum. As bait, she was taking a huge risk.

There is no doubt that even if this monster's punch doesn't kill her, it will at least leave her bedridden for a month or two.

If that were the case, she wouldn't have to participate in the subsequent Saint Trial.

Hearing the sudden sound of the pipa, the giant slowly turned around.

efficient?!

This song was originally used to lure certain monsters to follow the player's steps.

Their plan is simple.

Bai Qianqian played this music to lead the fungus giant back to the south, where a trap was set for it.

The key to this plan is her pipa music. Since she can lure it back and follow her, she is halfway to success.

Bai Qianqian was fully focused and didn't dare to be careless for a moment.

Even a mistake in the tune can ruin the whole work.

Playing such spiritual music consumes a lot of mental energy, but fortunately her spiritual awareness is far stronger than many cultivators of the same level.

Even so, a trace of sweat still seeped out of her forehead.

About two miles away from her, the remaining few geniuses of the Holy Land were lying in ambush, waiting for the monster to fall into the trap so that they could deal a heavy blow to it.

However, things did not develop as smoothly as they expected.

As expected, the accident still happened.