The Legend of Soul Fighter: The Genius Repeater

after an hour.

The gods who came from the two major forces one after another, a total of eighteen gods, without exception, all ended up being killed.Among them, there are eight late-level ancient gods from the Cosmic Alliance, and the other ten are from the Supreme Alliance.

……

on a flat surface.

Standing quietly were two young men and a woman, both of whom were seriously injured, with pale faces.

The young man in the middle was wearing a set of refined divine armor with twelve layers of cyan armor, a patterned magic knife was stuck behind him, and a trace of clear blood was still hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"How about the psychic skin I refined? Didn't you see any flaws?" The young man asked with a smile.

Mu Feng's voice came from another young man wearing a robe of stars, and exclaimed: "Although this thing is ordinary, I didn't expect it to be so powerful. The disguise is too similar. No, it came out of the same mold. Where is it?" There is a flaw."

These three people are exactly Mu Bai, Mu Feng and Mu Fei.

They killed [-] masters from the two major alliance forces, and Mu Bai took out the bones of three of them, mixed them with Primal Chaos Qi and Tianyuan clay, and quickly refined them into three pieces of divine power skins, which he wore on his body. Pretending to be the three master gods, not only that, but the three even used the pupils of the real dragon to copy the memories of the three master gods into their own consciousness before they died.

At this moment, Mu Fei has turned into a beautiful woman with pink cheeks and almond eyes, in her twenties, wearing a snow-like gauze dress, with a striking colorful butterfly on her eyebrows, soft and gentle, even her voice is light and agile Delicate, people who don't know his identity really regard him as a woman.

Among the three, he was the one who looked unhappy.

"Tut, tsk." Mu Feng circled around Mu Fei several times, up and down, looking carefully, not missing any inch.

"You look really good-looking when you become a woman. I don't know if it's the real thing."

As he spoke, he stretched out a pair of claws and suddenly attacked Mu Fei's chest.

"Get out." Mu Fei scolded softly, his right palm cut towards Mu Feng's attacking claws like a knife, causing Mu Feng to withdraw his hand immediately in fright.

Mu Bai said with a smile that was not a smile: "Just be patient for a while, in fact, you are quite good like this."

Mu Fei's face turned red.

No way, who told him that he was a little bit unlucky.

Previously, when deciding who would play the role of a woman, the simplest method was rock-paper-scissors. In the end, Mu Fei lost.