"Odin, the Norse god of war!" Seeing the phantom formed by the big man with his strength, Xu Zhong was surprised, and the question in his heart about the contrast between the strength and strength of the big man was also solved.

Now it seems that this big man must have been cast a spell similar to the magic of the gods, so that a certain treasure left by Odin or the soul of Odin merged with the big man, so that he could use the power of Odin, the Norse god of war, without obstacles. While seeing through the source of the Nordic Han's own strength, Xu Changqing also saw through his weaknesses. Although his strength feels very strong, after all, this is not obtained by his own cultivation, and the use of strength is naturally not as comfortable as his own, and the strength of his body also limits his play, and it has become a fatal weakness, so his overall strength is not necessarily stronger than Anubis.

It seems that this kind of magic is not only used on the Nordic Han alone, more than half of the demon hunters present used this magic to gain extra power. The vast majority of these people are young people, and depending on the situation, using this method that can quickly become strong and form combat power is already the mainstream of the demon slaying organization, and only some old people are still using the old methods to slowly improve their strength, and Wei An is one of them.

"What do you know? What is the relationship between that Oriental and you a few days ago?" Wei An, the old demon slayer hunter on the side, also exerted his power at this moment, his eyes became pitch black, and there was an extra black dagger in his hand, and he asked urgently.

Although the momentum on Wei An's body did not feel as strong as the Nordic man beside him, Xu Changqing felt that he was more dangerous than the Nordic man. This is not only because of his perfect grasp of his own power, but also because of the dagger in his hand. Xu Changqing felt an extremely strong destructive force from the dagger, and in his estimation, even his own bronze armored corpse clone might not be able to block the damage of this dagger.

Just when Xu Changqing was considering whether to use strong means to force him to ask what he wanted to know, a hoarse voice suddenly came from upstairs, saying, "Stop, this Mr. Dongfang is not our enemy." Vian, Nordin Pano, let this gentleman come upstairs, you take people to wait for us outside the woods on the east side of the town, and as for the town council, don't leave them alone, we are not here to kill. ”

The old man's voice seemed to calm everyone down, and they all withdrew their weapons and automatically made way for a way to the staircase.

"Please come with me. Wei An also drew the dagger into his waist, and the strength in his body still did not relax at all, and turned around and walked upstairs. Xu Changqing couldn't help frowning after hearing that voice, because he had used his divine thoughts to check this hotel just now, but he didn't find that there was anyone else on the second floor. He has already cultivated to the Yin God, and his Divine Thoughts are far beyond his current cultivation realm, and those who can avoid the detection of his Divine Thoughts are much stronger than him unless they have special treasures.

When Xu Changqing passed by the Nordic big man, the big man snorted coldly, and the power in his body was like a hammer smashed on the top of his head. For such a challenge, he just smiled indifferently, and when the hammer of invisible power was about to touch him, his body shook slightly, and the power that smashed down was instantly unloaded by it. The force unloaded against his body immediately caused a whirlwind in the room, and several demon hunters who were close to him were even pushed out by the whirlwind and landed on their companions.

Seeing that his sneak attack was ineffective, the Nordic big man Ding Pano snorted coldly, his face gloomy, and he didn't care about Vian, who was leading the way, and shouted at his companions: "Let's go!"

After speaking, he walked out of the hotel, and the others didn't say anything, and walked out one after another behind the big man. At this time, Wei An, who was leading the way in front, suddenly listened, turned his head and cast a color to a middle-aged man not far away, and walked upstairs with an expressionless face.

Xu Changqing sneered and looked at the secret fight between the two, and followed the old demon hunter upstairs, at this moment, in his opinion, it was just the upstairs people pretending to be leading upstairs, but soon he knew that he had misunderstood. The moment he stepped up the stairs, a familiar white mist enveloped him, and before he could make a move, the white mist dissipated again, and the scene before him changed from the narrow staircase of the hotel to a dense primeval forest.

"Real Illusion!" Xu Changqing couldn't help but show a shocked look, but he quickly returned to his normal color, only frowned slightly, and said to himself in his heart: "It's a pity that the strength is not enough, although it looks like a god, but it can't be invisible and invisible, and there is no trace to follow." ”

Although the illusion in front of him was also extremely real, Xu Changqing's divine mind also felt that the flowers and trees around him were all real, but unlike the white mist outside the town, he didn't need to use any method to feel the power veins that constituted this real illusion, and the white mist just now couldn't suppress his Yin God and Spirit Treasure.

It is these two differences that make the power of the two real illusions very different. Faced with this real illusion, Xu Changqing was confident that he would be able to break it without much effort, but he was more interested in the person who created this illusion now. In terms of this real illusion, that person must have possessed this power, but because of his own lack of strength, he was unable to exert his full power.

Seeing the surprised expression on Xu Changqing's face, Wei An put a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, and said with a little pride: "Wait a while, you follow my footsteps, otherwise you will ...... if you get lost."

"Don't bother!" Before Wei An's words were finished, Xu Changqing interrupted in a deep voice, and then sacrificed the Huangquan flag, turned the banner into a spear, identified an inconspicuous stone next to it, and stabbed it straight through.

When the stone was pierced, there was no earth-shattering sound, but a black aura gathered at the tip of the spear instantly spread, and in the blink of an eye, it spread throughout the illusion. When he pulled the yellow banner back, he shook it, and the banner spread out and rolled up the black evil qi, and the entire illusion was all swept into the yellow flag.

After the illusion in front of him was broken, the surrounding area was back to normal, the only difference was that the two people who were still downstairs at the staircase just now were now standing in the middle of the corridor of the upstairs guest room.

"You can go down, I know how to go next!" Xu Changqing naturally stretched out his hand and patted the shoulder of the old demon hunter Wei An, walked to the door of the innermost room, and knocked on the door.

A hoarse voice immediately came from inside the door, saying, "Please come in! Powerful Eastern Cultivator, we have been waiting for you for a long time!"