The Nordic giants, these five heavy characters made even the Pope open his mouth in surprise. Rumor has it that in ancient times, this race competed with the Nordic gods! They have a tall physique, powerful strength, and unity.

The collective used to be a terrifying existence for the enemy!

"The giants still exist in this world?" The Pope forgot to blame Gordon Red, but asked about more important things. The Nordic giants put too much pressure on the Holy See. They were not even the Nordic countries.

Even the gods were afraid, but the wisdom of the gods was still ahead of this ancient race. In a battle with the gods, the Nordic giants suffered heavy losses and were almost exterminated. Then they disappeared in the long river of history.

The giant with skin like stone slowly opened his lips. His face was different from that of today's people, and it was obvious that there were ancient marks.

"There are, but there are very few of them anymore." His voice was low and thick, like the sound of the earth rolling.

After hearing this, the pope's eyes shone slightly. If the number were still large, it would be astonishing. However, the pope would definitely not just believe it. He would also need to send someone to investigate.

"Gorton, how do you know this gentleman from the giant race?" the pope asked Gordon who was standing next to him.

Gordon Red smiled slightly; "To be honest, Mr. Pope, I have a trace of giant blood."

When the Pope heard this, he was very surprised, but when he saw that Gordon Red's size was far larger than that of a human being, he saw a clue.

"My mother was once a beautiful human girl, and she was spotted by my giant father, so I was born." Gordon Red said with a smile.

The Pope was surprised and said, "Then you have lived among the giants since you were a child?"

Gordon Red shook his head; "No, I am not a purebred giant and cannot live in the territory of the giants. So when I was ten years old, my father asked me to leave the territory of the giants and leave me alone.

It started to float." Gordon Red said with a smile. Although he said it very casually, there was a sad atmosphere of vicissitudes and helplessness. A ten-year-old boy, a powerful tribe, came outside and didn't know what to expect.

How much suffering.

The Pope's expression showed a hint of apology; "I'm sorry that I made you recall the unfortunate events of your childhood."

Gordon Red smiled and waved his hand; "Haha, it's okay. My strength is now at the peak of the Tribulation Stage. Even in the Nordic Giant Clan, except for the clan leader, there are few people who are stronger than me."

Seeing the Pope's eyes showing a thoughtful look, Gordon Red paused and said, "Mr. Pope, I'm telling you the truth. The Nordic giants are willing to ally with the Holy See to jointly divide China's resources."

The Pope nodded, and then said: "Let me ask, how many people are there in the Nordic giant race?"

Gordon Red suddenly showed an apologetic look; "I'm sorry, Mr. Pope, this is a taboo, an absolute secret. I can't tell you. But there are at least thirty giants who have joined the Holy See, and there will be three of them with Titan blood.

Giants, and a golden giant!"

After hearing this, the Pope opened his mouth in slight surprise. Although the three ordinary Nordic giants were ordinary, the giants had the combat power of the combined stage as adults. And the three giants with Titan blood were at the peak of the Tribulation Stage.

In terms of strength, as for a golden giant, he can definitely fight against Mahayana monks!

The Nordic giants are indeed an extremely ancient race. Although they were severely beaten by the gods in ancient times, their strength cannot be underestimated.

The Pope asked: "I can't believe that the giants of the giant race still retain so much power. So how are the benefits distributed?"

The stone-skinned giant said in a deep voice: "The Holy See, four shares, we have six shares."

After hearing this, the Pope's expression changed and he laughed and said, "No, the Holy See must occupy seven points."

Hearing the loud opening of the family lion, Gordon Reid on the side laughed and said, "Mr. Pope, why do you think the Pope is qualified to take seven points? I think that the fighting power of the giants in the past should not be worse than the Holy See. Even

The Holy See’s combat power during the Tribulation Period is already very low.”

The Pope smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Gordon, you are looking down on our Holy See too much. Since God led the angels to defeat the Nordic gods, the Holy See has developed. Do you think the Holy See really only has such a little strength on the surface?

?”

Hearing the pope's confident voice, Gordon Red's expression suddenly changed. The giant with skin like stone could not be seen no matter how he changed. But the huge body shook slightly, and it was obvious that he was also feeling deep inside.

Very shocked.

Yes, how could the Holy See only have such a little power on the surface? After all, it has ruled Europe for countless years. Are all the previous masters dead? You must know that the masters in the tribulation period have a life span of nine thousand years. And Pope Joseph A.

Sir Ratzinger has only been in charge of the Holy See for more than two thousand years. What about the previous pope and many masters before him?

Gordon Red quickly withdrew his expression and showed his original relaxed smile, but it was no longer as free and easy as before. He asked with a smile: "Mr. Pope, our Nordic giants account for five points, and your Holy See,

Five points."

The Pope smiled slightly, shook his head, and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Gordon, but our Holy See must occupy seven percent of the quota. On this basis, there is also the addition of the Russian Wolf Tribe, and maybe they also need a small share."

Gordon Red's facial expression suddenly became colorful, and he said: "Why are the wolves joining in the fun? Could it be that our Nordic giants and the Holy See have joined forces to defeat the Eastern cultivation forces?"

The Pope said; "Don't forget that the Holy See suffered heavy losses a thousand years ago. If there were no Mahayana monks in China, then we naturally wouldn't need the wolf tribe to join. Even the Holy See could go to war with all the cultivation forces in China alone. But there appeared

Having a Mahayana monk means that China's cultivation destiny is on the rise. It is a prosperous era, and we have to be careful!"

"A thousand years ago, the last Mahayana monk in China, Mo Wentian, really killed a four-winged angel?" Gordon Reid asked. The four-winged angel is a being on the same level as the Golden Tribe.

When the Pope heard this question, his expression became a little grim, and he nodded heavily and said, "Yes, to tell the truth, that Chinese Mahayana monk has a profound level of cultivation. The four-winged angel only held on for a while.

He was killed."

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

The Pope said: "It is said that the Mahayana monk was perfecting his Tao and wanted to become an immortal, but something went wrong. He was also cursed by the four-winged angel. After killing the four-winged angel, his body deteriorated sharply.

, so he died,"

Gordon Reid nodded. China's Mahayana monks have always been synonymous with terror. It is said that they are invincible existences at the same time. Whether they are golden giants or four-winged angels, they are no match for the Chinese Mahayana monks.

monk.

Fortunately, the number of Mahayana monks in China is very small, and often not one will appear in a thousand years. It requires great luck to appear.

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

The Pope looked at Gordon Red and said, "Mr. Gordon, my distribution proposal can only go so far. If you don't agree, then there is nothing we can do."

Gordon Red nodded and said, "Okay then, you will have seven points in the Holy See, and we will occupy three."

The Pope suddenly glanced at Gordon Red with a smile, his eyes shone brightly, and he smiled and said: "Gordon, I didn't expect that we have known each other for two thousand years, and you actually hid it from me so deeply."

Gordon Red shrugged and said with a smile: "Sev Alex Ratzinger, I am also forced to have no choice."

The Pope smiled.

Gordon Reid said, "When will the war officially begin against the Chinese cultivation forces?"

The Pope thought for a moment and then said, "I'm not sure for the moment, but it shouldn't be too long."

…

These days, Ye Yu's life can be described as relaxed and unrestrained. He drinks a little wine and takes a nap every day. He may make love with his wife, or go fishing. His life is extremely unrestrained.

Mahayana monks have a fixed lifespan of 30,000 years. If they perfect their Tao, they will be ranked as immortals. They will truly live as long as heaven!

It only took Ye Yu fourteen years to reach this point. His future road will be extremely long!

On this day, Ye Yu was drinking and fishing in the Tianni space, and Zhang Tiejun and the other two were practicing non-stop. Because of Ye Yu's breakthrough, the three of them were deeply stimulated. The fourth was a Mahayana monk, and they transformed into gods.

During this period, the three of them can now describe their cultivation status as beating chicken blood.

Don't be left too far behind by the fourth child. This is what the three of them are thinking now!

In the small lake, the blue waves are rippling and 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 thin fishing line on the fishing rod, and the fishing line has no bait. His appearance says no

It looks chic and natural.

"Take the bait." Ye Yu gently lifted the fishing rod, and saw a white fish took the bait. With a slight flick, the fish flew to the shore.

The three people who were practicing on the side had a look of envy in their eyes when they saw Ye Yu being so relaxed and happy. They still needed to practice hard, but Ye Yu was already so leisurely that he was extremely powerful.

.

This person is so annoying to compare with others.

Ye Yu caught a few fish and left the Tianni Space. He recently fell in love with drinking and cooking. If monks from the outside world knew about it, I wonder if their eyes would fly. Chinese Mahayana monk, Ye Mahayana

, forget about drinking, he still has a hobby of cooking.

But Ye Yu's cooking matter still disappeared, which led to a very interesting thing happening. That is, many sects stipulate that disciples who can cook will receive more cultivation resources.
Chapter completed!