A few dozen meters away, the tapir? He stood up reluctantly, stretched his right hand, bent his five fingers slightly inward, and used the remaining magic power to transport Mo Di and the man and the mecha back. It was obvious that his own power had not recovered much, and even the foundation of a mage using your mind power to transport objects was not good. The man was still flying halfway, the tapir? He felt his blood flowing backwards and rushed towards his brain, coughing a few times, and his vision was even more dazed and spots were mottled.

He was so distracted that his mind was unable to provide his power, so Mo Di was naturally thrown down in the air and hit the uneven ruins heavily, making a "clang" sound, and it felt like he was put under the truck and was crushed...

Fortunately, he was not an ordinary person. After falling around like this, he didn't feel concussion, but his eyes were a little blurred. After waking up, he vaguely saw the tapir? He staggered in front of him. He guessed his decision immediately, sighed in his heart, but he couldn't help complaining, "Didn't I ask you to escape first?"

"Hmph... where can I escape, Director Mo?" Tapak wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered with a little sarcastic sarcastic expression, "You may not have any understanding of the forbidden spell yet. They are all things that can destroy the earth. If I can't deal with him here... it's the same wherever I run. Why not take advantage of the fact that I have a breath left and fight him and use my last trick."

"It's useless to hide your backhand?" Mo Di gasped for a while and asked suspiciously, "It's all here, is there any need to hide your weakness?"

Tapir? There was no answer again. At this moment, there was a nearly crazy smile on his face. It was the battle after a desperate bet, and the last back prick of the beast in the cage. It was like... an extremely evil villain, forced to the final desperate situation by those great heroes, and when he was unable to turn the world back, he would press the nuclear bomb button to fire the nuclear bomb button - even if I couldn't win the final victory, I would do my best to destroy everything and throw it apart. Anyway, no one would think about it.

At this moment, the tapir is like a scarecrow whose core is hollowed out, leaving only an empty shell, which is difficult to support the weight of his body. His spine was severely damaged when it just resisted the impact of the moon, and he couldn't even stand straight. In this suffocating desperate situation, Ye Ying and Mo Di had almost completely given up, but he still laughed wildly, and like a magic show, he lit up his ten fingers neatly and signaled to the Yin clan. After doing this action, the tapir put the big thumb, ring finger and little finger of his left and right hands in, leaving only the shape of two sword fingers, tied the left and right hands in front of his chest, placed them crosswise, and then slowly separated at a just right speed and swayed to both sides.

Close your eyes, concentrate your mind, and gather energy.

The faint magic gathered in his chest, and a force that could not be ignored was slowly awakening.

Nine seconds later, tapir opened his eyes and said in a long-lost sacred accent, "Open your eyes...Apophis!"

"Zheng———!!!"

I saw that the round pendant on the chest of the tapir actually burst out with a shocking light at this moment. Countless dazzling lights burst out from this small metal ball, like an unstoppable chemical reaction, which immediately washed away the black haze remaining in the city. The round golden shell faded away layer by layer under the call of the tapir, revealing the original appearance of Apophis - a star captured, deformed, and imprisoned by the clown's magic spell! The power of the star is unstoppable. Even though its shape is reduced and a layer of magic metal specifically used to imprison it, it still had an unchangeable impact on the surrounding environment. Compared with it, the energy spring on the chest of the tapir mecha is simply a pearl of rice grains, and it is not worth mentioning at all.

This is still a tapir? It was the first time that he used the weapon given to him by the clown in actual combat. He felt a huge force burst out from it. Light and heat kept pouring into his limbs and internal organs with an efficiency that he could just accept. Magic, to put it bluntly, is also a kind of energy, and it is interconnected with the internal energy of light... Apophis's overflowing energy took only a few seconds to fill the tapir. In addition, the excess energy began to quickly repair his injured body.

The tapir, which was originally looking at a particularly weak tapir, suddenly received this great tonic. It was like a martial arts practitioner with a blocked meridian suddenly poured into the six Jiazi's power... Qi and blood flowed backwards, and blood vessels and muscles could not bear such great tonics, and even exploded several places. But it doesn't matter if it exploded. Apophis detected the host's injury and immediately allocated a large amount of energy to repair the wound. After repairing, it would be worse, and after repairing it... Such a luxurious approach would simply write the four words "I'm not short of money" on the tapir's face.

Of course, the process was so painful, tapir? In a trance, I felt like a balloon that was about to be blown out...

"..." Seeing Apophis's power gradually blooming, the Yin clan suddenly felt a little dizzy, and everything in front of him seemed to become ferocious. He felt two completely different forces from this small magic prop (although Apophis is still a magic prop in nature, but in fact, it probably exceeded this category). One of them was very familiar with him... it was the smell left on it by the mortal enemy.

Clown, did he expect what happened today?

This thought flashed through my mind, and the effect of the mysterious mantra was reflected again. The Yin clan's own consciousness once again slid into the abyss and turned back to the arrogant god. He was still standing there blankly, his eyes sweeping around the tapir? without much care, without making any comments, and without taking the initiative to attack. Maybe this is what God is like... It is precisely because he has enough confidence in his strength that he dares to wait for the tapir? He has completed his body.

...

The light finally gradually dissipated, and the wounds of the tapir? were all healed, but a layer of mist-like golden light spots on his body, embellishing his figure with a mysterious religious aura. On his chest, the gem named Apophis still shone with light, but it was slightly restrained, but it was still so bright that it was dazzling that it could not be seen directly.

Obviously, tapir? I can't use this huge power skillfully, but no matter what, this is the only capital that can compete with the Yin clan. His face muscles twitched a little, licked the corner of his mouth, and smiled, "Did you see the Yin clan? This is a gift from your mortal enemy... With Apophis, I have a star to be used as an energy source and use it to supply energy. I also want to release magic at the forbidden spell level, just like you!"

Of course, the Yin clan knew how powerful it was to use the nuclear fusion energy inside a star, and he also understood the tapir? What he said was not false. Not to mention the forbidden spell magic, you can do anything with it... But even so, he did not show any panic, worry, or anger. The Yin clan was just standing here, staring at the tapir without looking squinting, as if watching a monkey performing.

Faced with such contempt and disdain, tapir? It was like a gasoline can, and it exploded on the spot.

"Hey! You guy... rely on your own immense divine power, you must be very proud, right?! This feeling of "no matter what, I can't do anything to do" is good, right?" Tapak? pointed at the nose of the Yin clan and began to curse without any temper, "Okay, now, I have the same energy as you. Why don't we try it again? Under the same and completely equal conditions, see how much ability you, a god, can have?"

...

The Yin clan did not respond to him, but stood there stupidly for a while, as if thinking about something. After a while, he stretched out his right hand and pointed at Ye Ying lying on the ground from afar, and gently hooked his fingers.

A blue gentian flower flew out from Ye Ying's pocket, flew towards the Yin clan, and finally landed on his hand. Because Ye Ying carefully attached a layer of evil spirit, the flower picked and divination from New Zealand still remains vivid today. The delicate petals fell on the Yin clan's hands, and there was always a subtle sense of incongruity. The Yin clan stared at the brightly colored gentian flower, gently dispelling the evil spirit spread on it, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a strange smile.

Immediately afterwards, he opened his arms and made a "praise the sun". Not long after, he saw some small particles gradually aggregated from the air, arranged and combined together under the will of the Yin clan according to a specific structure, and accumulated larger and larger like snowballs, eventually forming layers of thin curved rust-red iron sheets. These are undoubtedly the iron elements extracted by the Yin clan from the surrounding environment. They rotated and spliced ​​together at a delicate angle, blending in the air, and finally wrapped the blue gentian flower in the center layer by layer, like the buds in the center of the rose.

Tapir? He was already stunned. The Yin clan clearly made a prop on site that could compete with Apophis, and he was so skillful... This technique alone could not catch up with him, a novice who was just a beginner in the sect.

After making the main part of the prop, the Yin clan frowned with a little dissatisfaction, hooked his fingers and added two interfaces to it, making a string of slender chains with fine iron as a buckle. He gently pinched the two corners of the necklace, hung them seriously on his chest, put them on, and straightened them, and also imitated the way of tapir. His hands crossed, his sword pointed at a knot, and slowly separated them to both sides.

"Zheng————!!"

A sea blue light came from the center of the necklace, and the arc-shaped red iron slowly rotated like a petal, revealing the magical gentian flower in the center. Anyway, this process has caused all the views of tapirs to collapse - flowers are ordinary flowers, and the materials used to build are also obtained on the spot, and the whole process occurs under one's own nose. But the magic props made exuded a fearful elemental fluctuation, which is not inferior to Apophis.

Yin asked with a smile, "I only use this necklace as an energy source, and do not use other abilities other than magic. Do you think it's fair?"

Tapir? What else can I say? I had to nod my head awkwardly.

"Okay, let's start."
Chapter completed!