How can you become a devil if you don't work?

Chapter 21 Fenghua, Fenghua...

After passing 32 steps and stepping up to the third floor, Shen Panxia felt as if she had passed through a transparent water curtain and entered another world, with a very strange sense of spatial dislocation.

She glanced at the back suspiciously, planning to test in and out, but unexpectedly, as soon as she took a step, she bumped into an invisible barrier.

Shen Panxia clenched her fists tightly, but the seemingly weak pink fist revealed a faint aura, and she aimed at the invisible barrier and smashed it down.

The powerful anti-shock force shook her away on the spot, and even the slightest movement on the surface of the barrier didn't bother to appear.

Shen Panxia felt that she was being despised, and quickly looked at Su Mo with pitiful eyes.

Su Mo said speechlessly:
"Don't waste that time, this barrier was developed by the red-clothed level on the third floor. It can not only be used to resist the strange monsters invading from the outside world, but also can be used to prey on ordinary people and practitioners who stray into it. There is no red-clothed level The power of it, it is difficult to break it inside, you should know when you look at the relics inside."

Following Su Mo's line of sight, Shen Panxia immediately saw various items scattered in the corridor, including schoolbags, crutches, children's watches, mobile phones, glasses, exquisite hair accessories, tattered clothes, and blackened blood , and traces of scratching and struggling.

Seeing this appalling scene, Shen Panxia could already imagine the miserable scenes at that time.

Those victims must have encountered strange things downstairs, fled in a panic all the way, and finally reached the third floor, but fell into another magic cave, and ushered in the end of life in endless despair.

Shen Panxia clenched her hands tightly, suddenly feeling angry.

It is true that, as a strange object hunter, she takes chasing strange objects as her own responsibility, but it does not mean that she does not have the desire to protect the people from disasters.

She has seen many tragic scenes in the past, but none of them can be as sinister and cunning as the red-clothed class on this floor.

This guy must not let it live!
Shen Panxia looked up at Su Mo.

At this moment, she was extremely fortunate to have invited Brother Mo over, otherwise with her own strength, she would at most be able to deal with the red-clothed level inside, but it would be absolutely impossible to kill it.

But now that there is more brother Mo, even if it is not easy to kill the red-clothed class, combining the power of the two of them should be able to choose multiple ways of death for the other party.

"Squeak!"

A soft sound suddenly came from the front, but it was extremely ear-piercing in the silent third floor.

Su Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice:
"coming."

In the next second, the door of the dean's office at the end of the corridor slowly opened.

The moment the door opened, the pungent smell of burning, mixed with a little smell of barbecue, surged out like a storm, occupying the entire corridor.

Under the gilded doorplate, a scorched figure appeared.

He supported the wall with his dead branch-like right hand, stared at the two people in front of him with dark eyes, and shouted hoarsely:
"Fenghua, Fenghua..."

Accompanied by his sound, a stench suddenly rushed forward, stronger than the previous one.

Shen Panxia covered her nose, almost lost her breath, and many illusions appeared in her mind.

It was all a harrowing scene of her dying in various fires.

The ability of the red-clothed level is simply unbelievable!
However, just as she was about to use the strange object, Su Mo stepped forward and walked out.

Stepping out with one step, an invisible air current surged along with it, and the strange smell receded layer by layer like a wave.

Shen Panxia, ​​like a drowning person climbing ashore, opened her mouth suddenly and took a deep breath.

"You are not Fenghua, you are not Fenghua..."

The scorched black figure, or Zhang Lehua, muttered nervously to himself.

The more he spoke, the deeper his voice became, but the angrier his tone became, and finally it suddenly turned into a terrifying roar:

"Why are you pretending to be Fenghua?!
Where do you have the courage to pretend to be elegant? ! ! "

At this moment, the wall he was holding on to suddenly became pitch black, and an endless fire ignited from his body, rapidly expanding towards the outside world, like a sea of ​​fire, evaporating boundless heat waves, eroding everything around him, as if to burn everything around him square world.

Seeing this scene, Su Mo couldn't help frowning slightly.

It is not difficult to kill the red-clothed level in front of him. He has dozens of ways to kill him in an instant.

It's just that Zhang Lehua, as a person related to this foreign land, is very likely to have a strange thing on him.

It would be rather troublesome to kill him while keeping the strange object intact.

Because his destructive power is too strong, if you don't identify the strange things in advance, it is very likely to punch down, and the strange things together with the strange things will be reduced to ashes.

This is not in line with the purpose of his coming this time.

While Su Mo was thinking, Zhang Lehua on the opposite side was running fast, rushing like the wind, his scorched body seemed weightless, and he flew in front of him in the blink of an eye. .

"careful!"

Shen Panxia behind him reminded in shock.

Su Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and the majestic air instantly solidified into a wall in front of him.

The extremely dense translucent air wall is like cast from fine steel, filled with an indestructible sense of hardness.

However, the sea of ​​flames not far away still invaded it unstoppably, as if there was no obstacle.

Su Mo was not surprised when he saw this scene. He started with an air wall purely for testing.

Facts have proved that everything is as he expected, the air wall and the opposite sea of ​​fire are completely two-dimensional things.

The air wall is a display on the physical level, while the sea of ​​fire on the opposite side is based on the spiritual system.

The air wall cannot prevent the sea of ​​fire, and the sea of ​​fire is also difficult to damage the air wall.

But that's not to say air walls are useless.

With a thought in Su Mo's mind, surging spiritual power instantly poured into the air wall, blending into one, regardless of each other.

The furiously advancing sea of ​​flames immediately seemed to hit a cliff that stood for thousands of years, and suddenly rolled back, revealing the scorched figure inside.

Zhang Lehua looked over with staring black eyes, Su Mo raised his hand expressionlessly and opened it.

In an instant, eight hands suddenly stretched out from the translucent air wall.

Eight air hands infused with spiritual power clasped each other two by two, grasping Zhang Lehua's limbs like iron tongs.

Su Mo swung his right hand violently. Amidst the terrifying sound of tearing, Zhang Lehua on the opposite side was torn to pieces like a cloth doll.

Black dust fell down one after another.

Looking at the limbs that were still struggling and wriggling on the ground, the indestructible air wall turned into some kind of soft jelly at this moment, rolling down, smoothing out all the movements in an instant.

Seeing the furious and majestic red-clothed class turn into immobile insects in amber in the blink of an eye, an unspeakable trance appeared on Shen Panxia's fair and pretty face.

She thought Brother Mo's strength should be level 5, on par with the red-clothed level.

Because of the strange monsters they have encountered all the time, the previous Killing Lane is the strongest, but it has not reached the red-clothed level.

Being able to crush Killing Alley with one punch should be an extremely powerful existence in the 5th order.

But now, even the red-clothed class has not passed a round in front of him.

Could it be that Brother Mo has reached level 6, which is equal to the Sombra level?
Thinking of this, her mind almost went blank.

Shen Panxia was shocked.

Su Mo looked at the red-clothed class who was seriously injured and dying on the ground, with a little doubt in his eyes.

Just now, his mental power touched some memory fragments.

That was the memory that Zhang Lehua kept until his death.

(End of this chapter)