In the silent forest, the light is dim, as if there are countless dangers hidden.


    Tang fan stood on a flat and incomparable open space of thousands of square meters ravaged by a powerful energy storm. There was no one else except him.


    "Do you want to try the effect of camouflage now?" Tang Fan said to himself, staring at half of the mask in his hand.


    "In that case, try it." Tang fan made up his mind and began to set up a secondary God array around him. The function of this secondary God array was to confuse and cover everything about him, making him seem to disappear.


    After a while, Tang fan arranged the sub God array and started it. Suddenly, looking from the outside, Tang fan disappeared. There was no trace of him. Everything around him was completely the same as after the previous destruction. Even if he looked from the place where Tang fan stood, he could see nothing. He would only penetrate directly and see the scenery behind.


    In the sub God array, Tang fan''s heart beat a little faster. He took the real mask, mobilized the death sub God power in his body, and quickly input the sub God power into the real mask.


    After a while, Tang fan felt that there was a connection between himself and the real mask. This connection enabled Tang fan to clearly feel the existence of the mask even if he closed his eyes and put the mask aside without using the power of the soul or the power of the field.


    "Well, now, let''s start to disguise." Tang Fan said to himself. He took a deep breath and calmed his accelerated heartbeat.


    "I can only disguise one identity. Then, I''ll imagine the appearance of the Hades I want to disguise." Tang fan closed his eyes and began to imagine the appearance of the person he wants to disguise in the spirit.


    The characteristic of the Ming people is that their skin tends to be cyan and black. They look ordinary and ugly. Up and down, they constantly emit the breath of death, which is the unique natural fluctuation of the Ming people.


    In Tang fan''s brain, he constantly recalled the faces of the Pluto people he had seen, one by one, as if he were playing a movie. It flashed in his mind quickly, slowly from the beginning to the back, faster and faster, almost in a flash.


    In the end, these faces were completely broken away.


    "No, I don''t use the faces I''ve seen. I don''t need to shape a particularly handsome or ferocious face. What I need is the face of a very ordinary and ordinary Ming people. There must be 999 ordinary faces among a thousand Ming people. Even if others see such faces, they won''t pay special attention."


    With this idea, in Tang fan''s mind, a very ordinary face belonging to the Ming nationality slowly appeared, and gradually became clear, like a brand.


    At this time, Tang fan pulled down the hat of the night robe and revealed his head and human face. He held the real mask in his hands and slowly approached his face. Finally, he was close to the skin and stuck with the skin.


    Immediately, Tang fan felt that a coolness spread on his face and seemed to live. As soon as Tang fan released the power of the spirit, he was surprised to find that the real mask pasted on his lower face was creeping, constantly creeping and spreading rapidly. In just two seconds, it spread all over his face and covered the whole face completely. Then, In some places it increases, in some places it widens, and in some places it shrinks.


    Tang fan can "see" the change of his face. It is a very magical and interesting change. In less than ten seconds, the change on Tang fan''s face is over, and a familiar and unfamiliar face appears under the sight of Tang fan''s spirit.


    This face is the one envisaged in Tang fan''s mind. Tang fan feels very interesting and makes him a little excited. He touches his hands and finds that it is completely the texture of the skin, a little rough, and this is the skin characteristic of the stygians.


    "There is no camouflage at all." Tang fan exclaimed. This face has nothing in common with the previous face. Even the most easily exposed eyes have produced a slight change. It was originally human eyes, but now there seems to be a touch of red in the fundus of the eyes. The surface of the eyes is more like a faint layer of red luster.


    "Perfect camouflage." Tang fan''s divine power searched his face constantly to find any flaws, but he found nothing. It was perfect. If he didn''t already know that his face was not like this at all, and there was a real mask, I''m afraid he would think that he would look like this.


    At this time, Tang fan felt that the change did not seem to have stopped. There were signs of wriggling in his neck. A cool wave spread down, covered his neck, continued down, spread to his shoulders and chest, and continued down.


    After a period of time, Tang fan found that not only his face had changed, but also his body had undergone some changes. The interior had not changed, but his skin had become the dark and rough skin of the Ming people, especially the men of the Ming people, which naturally sent out a faint smell of death.


    "Well, I''m disguised all over. Now I''m completely the same as before." Tang Fan said in surprise. He was very surprised. Unexpectedly, there was a strange thing like a real mask.


    "It''s great. There''s no flaw. It''s really like what the real mask says. Only when the power of the divine soul is ten times better than me can we see the flaw." Tang Fan said to himself, "and my divine soul power is very strong. Those who exceed me ten times must be the strong ones of the true God level. Moreover, the power of the general strong ones of the true God level may not be ten times better than me."


    "Now, I''m finally relieved. I don''t have to worry too much about identity exposure."


    With that, Tang fan pulled back the hat of the night robe and covered everything again, but the real mask was not cancelled. He still maintained the shape of the Ming people. Even if there was an accident, his real identity would not be exposed.


    Anyway, he won''t feel any discomfort when using a real mask.


    "Now that the problem of this identity has been solved, let me wholeheartedly look for the peak demigod ghost beast to hunt." Tang Fandao closed the secondary God array, then took back all the things arranged in the secondary God array, put them into the space bead and move on. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)