The Nordic giants, these five heavy characters even the Pope opened his mouth in surprise. It is rumored that in ancient times, this race was the existence of the Norse gods! They have a tall physique, great strength, and a united collective. It used to be a storage zài that terrified the enemy!

"Giants, do you still exist in this world?" The Pope forgot to reproach Gordon Red, and instead asked about something more important. The Norse giants brought too much pressure to the Holy See, they were even afraid of the Norse gods at the beginning, but the wisdom of the gods was still ahead of this ancient race, and the Norse giants were hit hard in a big battle with the gods, and they were almost wiped out. Then it disappeared into the long river of history.

The giant with skin like a stone slowly opened his lips, his face was different from the current person, and it was obvious that there were ancient marks.

"And, just a few." His voice was deep and heavy, like the sound of the earth rolling.

After hearing this, the Pope's eyes flashed slightly, if the number is still large, then it is too amazing, but the Pope will definitely not believe it, he still needs to send someone to investigate.

"Gordon, how did you meet this gentleman of the Giants?" The Pope asked about Gordon on the side.

Gordon Red smiled slightly; "To tell you the truth, Mr. Pope, I have a trace of Giant's blood."

When the Pope heard this, he was immediately very surprised, but when he saw that Gordon Red's size far exceeded that of humans, he saw a hint of clues.

"My mother, a maiden who used to be a beautiful human woman, was taken by my giant father, and so I was born." Gordon Red said with a smile.

The Pope was astonished and spoke; "So you've lived in the Giants since you were a child?"

Gordon Red shook his head; "No, I'm not a purebred giant, and I can't live in the territory of the giants. So when I was ten years old, my father left me from the territory of the giants and left me to wander alone. Gordon Red smiled, although he said it very easily, but it exuded a sad atmosphere of vicissitudes and helplessness. A ten-year-old boy, a powerful ethnic group, came outside, and he didn't know how much he suffered.

The pope's expression was apologetic; "I'm sorry to remind you of the unfortunate things you had when you were a child."

Gordon Red smiled and waved his hand; "Haha, it's fine. My strength is now at the peak of the Tribulation Period, even in the Nordic Giant Clan, except for the patriarch, there are few people stronger than me. ”

Seeing that the Pope's eyes were showing a thoughtful look, Gordon Redd paused and said; "Mr. Pope, I can't hide it. The Norse giants are willing to ally with the Holy See to divide the resources of China. ”

The Pope nodded, and then said; "Let me ask how many Norse giants still have a population."

Gordon Red suddenly looked apologetic; "Excuse me, Mr. Pope, it's taboo, it's an absolute secret. I can't sue you under it. But there are at least thirty giants joining the Holy See, and there will be three giants of the Titan bloodline, and one golden giant! ”

When the Pope heard this, he opened his mouth in slight surprise, the three ordinary Nordic giants, although ordinary, the giants all have the combat power of the combined period when they are adults. And the three giants with the blood of the Titans, that is the strength of the peak of the Tribulation Period, and as for a golden giant, he can definitely fight against the Mahayana period monks!

The Norse giants are an incomparably ancient race, although they were beaten by the gods in ancient times. But the power is still not to be underestimated.

The Pope asked; "I can't believe that the giants of the Giant Clan still have so much power. So how are the benefits distributed. ”

The stone-skinned giants spoke in a deep mouth; "Holy See, four, we six."

After hearing this, the Pope's face changed, and he smiled; "No, the Holy See must have seven points."

Hearing the family lion speak, Gordon Red on the side laughed; "Mr. Pope, why do you think that the Pope is qualified to account for seven points, I think, the combat power of the Giant Clan before should not be worse than that of the Holy See. Even the Holy See's combat power during the Tribulation Period is not much anymore. ”

The Pope smiled slightly; "Mr. Gordon, you are underestimating our Holy See. Ever since God led the angels to repel the Norse gods, the Holy See has developed, do you think the Holy See really only has such strength on the surface? ”

Hearing the Pope's confident voice, Gordon Red's expression suddenly changed, the giant with skin like stone, although no matter how it changed, people couldn't see it. But the huge body trembled slightly, and it was obviously very shocked in his heart.

Yes, how could the Holy See have only such a little power on the surface. After all, after ruling the land of Europe for countless years, are all the previous masters dead? You must know that the master of the Tribulation Period has a lifespan of 9,000 years. Pope Joseph Ales Ratzinger has only been in charge of the Holy See for more than 2,000 years. What about the last pope and the many masters who preceded him?

Gordon Red quickly retracted his expression, revealing his original relaxed smile, but it was no longer as free and easy as before. He asked with a smile; "Mr. Pope, we Norse giants account for five points, and your Holy See accounts for five points."

The Pope smiled slightly, shook his head, and spoke; "I'm sorry Mr. Gordon, but we in the Holy See have to occupy seven places. On top of this, there is also the addition of the Russian wolf clan, and maybe, they also need a little share. ”

Gordon Red's facial expression suddenly became colorful, and he said; "What kind of excitement is the wolf clan making, can't we Nordic giant clan and the Holy See join forces to defeat the cultivation forces in the east?"

Papal Road; "Don't forget that the Holy See suffered heavy losses a thousand years ago, if there were no Mahayana monks in Huaxia, then we naturally don't need the wolf clan to join, and even the Holy See can go to war with all the Xiuzhen forces in Huaxia alone. However, the emergence of a Mahayana monk means that the cultivation luck of Huaxia is rising, and it is a heyday era, and we have to be cautious! ”

"A thousand years ago, the last Mahayana monk in Huaxia, Mo Wentian, really killed a four-winged angel?" Gordon Red asked, Quad-winged Angel, that's the Golden Clan's one-level storage zài.

When the Pope heard this, his expression became a little cold, and he nodded heavily; "Yes, to tell you the truth, that Mahayana monk in China has cultivated to the heavens and the earth. The four-winged angel was killed after only holding on for a while. ”

Gordon Red was shocked; "Then how did that Mahayana monk die?"

Papal Road; "That Mahayana monk is said to be perfecting his path and wants to become an immortal, but there is a little difference. And he was cursed by the four-winged angel, and after killing the four-winged angel, his body deteriorated dramatically, so he died.

Gordon Red nodded, the Mahayana monk of Huaxia has always been synonymous with terror. It is said that they were invincible beings in the same period, whether it was a golden giant or a four-winged angel, they were no match for the Chinese Mahayana monks in the real battle.

However, fortunately, the number of Mahayana monks in China is very small, and there is often not one in a thousand years. It takes atmospheric luck to appear.

It is said that when Mahayana monks appeared in China, they often left the earth and went to the universe to explore the mysteries. This is also known in Europe.

The Pope looked at Gordon Red and spoke; "Mr. Gordon, I can only get here. If you don't agree, then there's no way around it. ”

Gordon Red nodded, and he spoke; "Okay then, your Holy See is divided into seven points, and we occupy three parties."

The Pope suddenly smiled and glanced at Gordon Red, his eyes shining brightly, and he opened his mouth with a smile; "Gordon, I didn't expect that the two of us have known each other for two thousand years, and you actually concealed me so deeply."

Gordon Red shrugged and laughed; "Cerf Ales Ratzinger, I'm forced to do this too."

The Pope smiled.

Gordon Red spoke; "When will the war officially start against the Huaxia Xiuzhen forces?"

The Pope pondered for a moment, then said; "Not sure for now, but it shouldn't be too long."

……

These days, Ye Yu's life can be described as relaxed and chic, drinking a little wine every day and taking a nap. Or be in love with your wife, or go fishing for some fish. The life is extremely chic.

Mahayana monks, the fixed life span is 30,000 years, if you perfect your own way, then you are ranked among the immortals. Truly live with the sky!

Ye Yu has only taken fourteen years to get to this point, and his future road will be incomparably long!

On this day, Ye Yu was drinking and fishing in the Heavenly Reverse Space, and Zhang Tiejun and the three of them were constantly cultivating beside him. Because of Ye Yu's breakthrough, the three of them were also deeply stimulated, the fourth child was all Mahayana stage monks, and they were only in the god stage, and the three of them can now be described as a state of cultivation by beating chicken blood.

can't be left too far by the fourth, this is the idea of the three of them now!

In the small lake, the blue waves are rippling, the lake is sparkling, Ye Yu is holding wine in his left hand and a fishing rod in his right hand, there is only a small fishing line on the fishing rod, and the fishing line actually has no bait. His appearance is indescribably chic and natural.

"Take the bait." Ye Yu lightly lifted the fishing rod, only to see a white fish on the hook, and with a flick of it, the fish flew to the shore.

The three people who were cultivating on the side, seeing Ye Yu so relaxed, all showed envy in their eyes, they still need to work hard to cultivate, but Ye Yu is now leisurely, but his strength is even higher.

This man is more angry than a man.

Ye Yu caught a few fish, and then left the Tiananti space, he recently fell in love with drinking and cooking. If you want to be known by the monks from the outside world, I don't know if you will stare your eyes, the monks of the Chinese Mahayana period, Ye Mahayana, even if you drink, you still have a preference for cooking.

But Ye Yu's cooking still didn't fly, and a very interesting scene happened. That is, many sects stipulate that disciples who can cook will get more resources for cultivation.

This leads to zhì, and now Chinese cultivators not only have to cultivate the truth, but also be able to cook.