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

Tang Fan stood on a flat open space of several thousand square meters that had been ravaged by a powerful energy storm, and there was no one else except him.

"How about trying the disguise now?" Tang Fan stared at the half-section of the mask in his hand and said to himself, with a thought in his heart.

"In that case, let's give it a try." Tang Fan made up his mind and began to set up a sub-divine array around him, the function of this sub-divine array was to confuse, completely covering everything about him, making him seem to disappear.

After a while, Tang Fan finished arranging the sub-god array and activated, and suddenly, from the outside, Tang Fan disappeared, without the slightest trace of him, everything around him was completely the same as after the previous destruction, even if he looked at the place where Tang Fan was standing, he couldn't see anything, he would only directly penetrate and see the scenery behind.

Being in the sub-god array, Tang Fan's heartbeat accelerated a little, he took the real mask mask, mobilized the death sub-divine power in his body, and quickly injected the sub-divine power into the real masquerade.

After a while, Tang Fan felt that there was a connection between himself and the real mask, and this connection allowed Tang Fan to clearly feel the existence of the mask even if he closed his eyes, put the mask aside, and did not use the power of the divine soul or the power of the realm.

"Alright, now, let's start camouflaging." Tang Fan said secretly, taking a deep breath to calm down his somewhat accelerated heartbeat.

"I can only disguise one identity, then, I imagine what I want to disguise as an underworld." Tang Fan closed his eyes and began to imagine the appearance of the person he wanted to disguise himself in his soul.

The characteristics of the underworld people are that their skin tends to be blue-black, their appearance is ordinary and ugly, and they constantly exude death-like aura fluctuations all over their bodies, which are unique to the innate fluctuations of the underworld.

In Tang Fan's mind, he kept recalling the faces of the underworld people he had seen, one after another, as if playing a movie, quickly flashing in his mind, from the beginning slowly to the back faster and faster, almost in a flash.

Eventually, the countenances shattered completely.

"No, I don't use these faces, and I don't need to create a particularly handsome or particularly vicious face, what I need is a very ordinary and ordinary face of the underworld, there must be nine hundred and ninety-nine of a thousand underworlds, and even if others see such a face, they will not pay special attention."

As this thought appeared, gradually, in Tang Fan's mind, a very ordinary face belonging to the underworld slowly appeared, and gradually became clear, like an imprint.

At this moment, Tang Fan pulled down the hat of the Night Robe, revealing his head, a human face, holding the real mask in both hands, slowly approaching the face, and finally, close to the skin, sticking to the skin.

Immediately, Tang Fan felt that a kind of coolness spread on his face, as if he had come to life, Tang Fan released the power of his divine soul, and as soon as he "looked", he was surprised to find that the real mask attached to the lower half of his face was squirming, constantly squirming, spreading rapidly, in just two seconds, it spread to the entire face, completely covering the entire face, and then, some places increased, some places widened, and some places shrunk.

Tang Fan can "see" the changes in his face, very magical and very interesting changes, in less than ten seconds, the changes on Tang Fan's face have been completed, and a somewhat familiar and unfamiliar face is presented under Tang Fan's divine gaze.

This face is the face that Tang Fan had conceived in his mind before, Tang Fan felt very interesting, which made him a little excited, he touched it with both hands, and found that it was completely the texture of the skin, a little rough, and this is the skin characteristics of the underworld.

"There's no camouflage at all." Tang Fan exclaimed, this face, and the previous face, there is no similarity, even the most easily exposed eyes, there has been a slight change, originally human eyes, but now, there seems to be a touch of red under the eyes, and the surface of the eyes is more like a faint red luster, looming.

"Perfect camouflage." Tang Fan's divine soul power kept searching on his face, trying to find any flaws, but he didn't find anything, it was too perfect, if he didn't already know that his face was not like this at all, and there was a real fake face, I'm afraid that he would have thought that he would look like this.

At this moment, Tang Fan felt that the change did not seem to have stopped, and there were signs of squirming in his neck, and a coolness continued to spread down, covering the neck, and then continuing down, spreading to the shoulders and chest, and constantly going down.

After a period of time, Tang Fan found that not only his face had changed, but even his body had undergone some changes, and the interior had not changed, but his skin had become the blue-black and somewhat rough skin of the underworld people, especially the underworld men, and it naturally exuded a faint fluctuation of death aura.

"Okay, my whole body is disguised, and now I am completely the same as before." Tang Fan secretly said in surprise, he was very surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that there was such a strange thing as a real mask.

"Great, there are no flaws, it is indeed like the real mask said, it must be ten times more powerful than me to be able to see the flaws." Tang Fan said to himself: "And my divine soul power is very strong, more than ten times that of me, it must be a true god-level powerhouse, and the soul power of an ordinary true god-level powerhouse may not be able to exceed me by ten times." ”

"Now, I'm finally relieved that I don't have to worry too much about my identity being exposed."

As he spoke, Tang Fan re-pulled the hat of the Night Robe and covered everything again, but the real mask was not canceled, and he still maintained the appearance of the underworld, even if there was an accident, his true identity would not be exposed.

Anyway, when using the real mask, he doesn't feel any discomfort.

"Now that the problem of this identity has been solved, next, let me wholeheartedly search for the peak demigod beast to hunt." Tang Fan said, closed the sub-god array, and then took back all the things that arranged the sub-god array and put them into the space bead, and continued to move forward.