Maybe, we can try this?

With a very pleasant smile, Lin Taiping raised his claws of flames high. In an instant, the silver-white ring of gods suddenly vibrated slightly, and then a dazzling and strong light burst out.

Under the impact of this strong light, even the Black Thorn, who was pounced on him, could not help but close his eyes and subconsciously retreated back quickly: "Damn it, what the hell is this?"

Almost at the same time, the strong light that erupted from the ring surface had already gathered into a silver-white column of light, which roared into the sky, breaking through the cloudy sky-

In the name of the gods, the sleeping heroes of the Niuto tribe clan’s ancestors came to this place!

In an instant, amid Lin Taiping's shouts, the clouds in the sky gathered and condensed again, forming a huge black bullhead phantom. Amid the lightning and thunder, this bullhead phantom with reality roared lowly, opened its red blood-like eyes, and slowly descended down below.

"That's...that's..." Looking up at Tulu and the people of the bullhead were stunned at first, then they bowed to the ground with a feverish look on their faces. From the shadow bullhead made of clouds, they felt the power of blood, as if it was from the summoning of the ancestors' heroic spirits.

At this moment, everyone present was stunned. Almost for a moment, everyone stared at Lin Taiping in shock. Even Ye Ge, who had just died, forgot the complex emotions in his heart.

How is this possible? How is this possible? That guy Lin was able to summon the souls of the great heroes of the Niutou clan in the name of the gods. You must know that in the past few thousand years, the gods have never shown miracles in the world.

Well, it’s okay to be able to communicate with the gods, but who can tell me why his summoning process is so easy, he just needs to wave to the sky casually, and he doesn’t even need rituals or sacrifices... Why?

"Actually, the gods and I are distant relatives." Lin Taiping answered seriously and pushed the dumb Tulu up, "So, Tulu, are you ready to accept the arrival of your ancestors' heroic spirits?"

He was completely stunned, Tulu stood in place with his eyes straight. He watched the shadow bull head in the sky get closer and closer. After a few seconds, it seemed to be inspired. Suddenly, his eyes stood up straight, opened his arms to face the shadow bull head, and both sides burst out with paint black light at the same time. It seemed that some strange possession fusion was being carried out...

No! Don’t think about doing that!

Seeing this scene, Black Thorn, who had just opened his eyes, suddenly felt creepy and roared hysterically. With his body of half a man and half a fish, he used his terrible speed to the extreme and turned into a phantom to pounce directly on Tulu.

Stop him! Ye Ge exclaimed slightly discolored, without a doubt. Tulu's heroic spirit possession is at a critical moment. If it is forcibly interrupted at this time, there will be no chance of integration.

Almost at the same time, the nearby dark elves had already pounced on them. Before Christine could even recharge the magic crystal, she swept across the black naval cannon, trying to block the Black Thorn's route.

But their efforts failed, like an unstoppable white light. The black thorns protruded from the sword and the sword shadows. The six bone spurs shone bright red light, piercing Tulu's heart: "Go to die, stupid cow, don't you think...what?"

Without any warning, just as the bone spur stinged, the shadow bull head, which seemed to be fusing with Tulu, suddenly escaped unexpectedly. The black thorn's grin suddenly frozen on his face, and he looked up in shock.

Wait, can it be said that all this is just a scam?

Answer! Lin Taiping turned his head with a smile. Under his guidance, the shadow bull head that had soared into the air suddenly turned and shot towards another corner of the battlefield, and its real target was-

With a click, Lea, who was waving the two pans, was stunned. She opened her mouth foolishly, watched the shadow bull head roaring and crawled into her bloody mouth.

In an instant, the most beautiful girl from the Taurus tribe suddenly trembled uncontrollably, and endless black air surged out of the cow's horns, completely covering her body and transforming it into a huge black light cocoon.

Just a few seconds later, accompanied by a loud roar, the huge black light cocoon suddenly burst. Everyone present was stunned, dozens of pairs of incredible gazes, and at the same time focused on Lea, who was possessed by the heroic spirit—

The ferocious and vicious face was spitting white air, and the sharp golden horns as sharp as a knife pierced straight into the sky. The already burly body was covered with dense black hair, and it soared to the same as a three-story building. Even the two pans she was holding seemed to have received some kind of magic influx, shining with dazzling silver light.

"I am... I am..." Standing in place with a blank expression, Lea slowly lowered her cow's head. She looked at her burly and majestic body, her arms as thick as a tree trunk, and her two huge pans, her face full of confusion and distress, "Wait, I am... I am..."

In an instant, a miserable white light suddenly shone, and black thorns appeared behind her like ghosts. The six bone spurs trembled wildly, and burst out with extremely dazzling bright red blood light: "Go to die, you can go to hell slowly..."

Bang! Two huge silver-white pans swept past with a storm-like momentum!

The next moment, the poor black thorn was hit by the fish's head, like a fly ruthlessly slapped, flying backwards with blood spraying on his mouth. The entire fish's head was shattered, and the head and neck were twisted like twists.

Completely ignoring the black thorns that were blown away, Lea still lowered her head in a daze, as if the shock that made everyone just now had nothing to do with her.

Just a few seconds later, it seemed that the fusion was finally completed. She suddenly raised her hideous and ferocious bull head and let out a violent roar that shook the earth: "I remember, I am Joan of Arc, the sixty-two patriarchs of the Blood Hoof Tribe, and the great cow-Joan of Arc!"

Puff! Lin Taiping couldn't help but spurt out blood. Did I hear it wrong? The summoned Taurus ancestor hero actually said that her name was Joan of Arc, and she was also the legendary saint... no, the Holy Cow?

"So that legend is true." Ye Ge raised his head in disbelief and looked at Lea in the silver light. "Do you know? The legend was that thousands of years ago. The Niutou clan was once crazy invaded by humans. At the critical moment of the survival of that race, an ordinary girl in the Bloodhoof Tribe suddenly stood up bravely!"

Yes, that's it. Joan of Arc, a girl who originally fed cows in the tribe, stepped forward in that war era. She led thousands of taurens to fight back to the death and eventually defeated the united army of the human kingdom. However, because of some human conspiracies, she was misunderstood by the Tauren tribe and died unjustly on the stolen rack.

Decades later, the people of the Taurus who learned the truth were beyond the reach of regret. They built a solemn temple for Joan of Arc and jointly called her the great Virgin cow. Inspired by Joan of Arc's great spirit, generations of Taurus sacrificed their blood and sacrificed their blood for the freedom of race, which has never stopped for thousands of years.

So, at this moment, when seeing the legendary Virgin Joan of Arc coming, all the taurens present knelt on the ground, Tulu worshiped him wildly, raised his hooves with a passionate face, and roared hysterically: "Long live! Virgin Joan of Arc, the great Virgin Joan of Arc, long live!"

After a little bit of a cat, Lin Taiping couldn't help rolling his eyes desperately. Okay, it sounds really hot and bloody, but then again, why do I think this story is very familiar?

Of course, none of these matters. What matters is that at this moment, with the complete arrival of the Virgin Joan of Arc, the battle situation was completely reversed in an instant.

His eyes were red and he exhaled white air. The Virgin Joan of Arc suddenly turned his head fiercely and looked at the black thorns struggling to get up in the distance: "Moo! Damn bastard, do you actually dare to hurt my descendants?"

Damn it! Under the cover of that terrifying murderous aura, Black Thorn Paper felt creepy and had almost no hesitation. He immediately roared and fled away quickly. The body of half a man and half a fish completely turned into a phantom, so fast that even the naked eye could not catch it.

But all this was futile. Joan of Arc was too lazy to even look at it. He just raised two huge pans and smashed them out like throwing an iron discus!

With a bang, the black thorn, which had just escaped hundreds of meters, was bleeding all over his mouth, and screamed and crashed into the sea of ​​fire. The spine that was hit by the pan was even broken into several pieces, and even his waist was completely twisted.

There is no doubt that if any normal creature had died at this time, it would have been too late to die again, but the black thorn half-human and half-fish could still move. Even after just a moment of gasping, he roared and jumped up again, trying to escape directly through the sea of ​​fire.

But the question is, is this speed useful in front of the heroic spirits of the former ancestors of the Niutou clan?

So just a few seconds later, he was mercilessly bombarded again. Then, Joan of Arc, whose eyes were red, roared angrily and jumped up and crossed dozens of meters away, like a hill falling from the sky, slamming his back fiercely, shattering several ribs to pieces.

Under the severe pain, Black Thorn's face was twisted and trembled all over, but the bloody mouth with its fangs had just opened. Before he could make the first scream, he was smashed by a huge saucepan, smashing all the fangs all over.

"Damn stupid bull, you actually dare..."

"Dare you sister!"

"Bastard, you bastard, I swear you will..."

"I know your sister!

"No, you can't treat me like this, Lord Clown..."

"Your sister! Your sister! Your sister! Your sister! Your sister! Your sister! Your sister! Your sister! Your sister!”

He did not give Black Thorns a chance to speak, whether cursing or begging for mercy, Joan of Arc was waving the pan fiercely, smashing it down again and again, like a storm, lightning and thunder, as if it was going to smash the whole world and the sea to pieces.

In just a short moment, the black thorn's fish head was flattened, and the whole body was deeply trapped on the ground. Even the scales on his body were torn off by Joan of Arc without hesitation, and they fell all over the ground.

Too cruel! Too cruel! Too cruel! Too cruel!

Seeing such a brutal and bloody beating, everyone present was biting their fingers desperately. The people of the bull were stunned, the dark elves were pale, and even Christine, who had always loved violence, suddenly felt creepy.

In the strange silence, Lin Taiping touched his chin with a strange face, looked at the black thorn that was no longer human, and looked at the Virgin Joan of Arc, who was still violently ravaged. He suddenly couldn't help but sigh-

Sure enough, from Leah to Joan of Arc, all the great women of the Niupao tribe are like this... gentle like water!

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Chapter completed!