100,000 years ago, the ancestral god who evolved all spirits and became the father of the gods returned to chaos.

The ancient gods have also passed away one after another, and now in all directions, only the dragon clan, the phoenix clan and the nine-tailed white fox clan of the heavenly clan have left some descendants, and their status in the god clan is particularly noble.

Nowadays, the dragon clan is the co-lord of the four seas and eight wildernesses, and has set up a vast heavenly palace above the nine heavens, also known as the heavenly clan.

Although the Feng clan lives in a corner, there is still an ancient god named Zhenyan.

It is the first phoenix born since the beginning of the world, born in the flames of the colorful phoenix, raised by the Father himself.

Although he lives in seclusion and does not care about Hongchen, he has a very high prestige in the wilderness.

The nine-tailed white fox clan has always valued the heart, light foreign things, from the heart without exceeding the rules, has been without fighting with the world, outside the East China Sea set up the Qingqiu Fox Kingdom, living in the great wilderness, jurisdiction of the East Wilderness, Southeast Wilderness, Northeast Wilderness, Southwest Wilderness, Northwest Wilderness five wilderness.

In the Nine Heavenly Palace, there is a palace that is ethereal like a fairyland and exudes a heavy dragon might

It has amber wine, jasper, golden foot bottles, jade plates, picturesque food, wine like springs, gurgling guqin, and bells dingdong.

The main hall is decorated with inverted bell-like flowers, the calyxes are white, the bone china is translucent, and the top of the petals is a circle of different shades of lilac, which seems to be dyed naturally.

However, at this time, in the backyard of the palace, there were dozens of graceful fairies standing with low eyebrows, and two men were standing in the front.

One person dressed in a yellow dragon painting robe, with a full face, a solemn appearance, not angry and self-assured, showing a middle-aged appearance with a long beard.

One person is dressed in white, covered with a blue robe, and looks like a gentle and handsome young man, and the whole person can't help but reveal an honest temperament.

I only heard a certain temple in the backyard, and a woman's terrible screams kept coming out.

Immediately, the solemn middle-aged man frowned lightly and said:

"This spirit fetus is strange, but it has been in labor for a few days."

The gentle young man said respectfully:

"Father, maybe this baby has been blessed by the luck of Kunlun Ruins, and also by the blessing of the golden lotus."

The solemn middle-aged man bowed his head, stretched his thick eyebrows, and agreed:

"Yes, Mo Yuan, as the Lord of Kunlun Void, is not an ordinary immortal, he is the son of his father, and he is also the only bloodline left by his father, and he can be protected by the golden lotus he cultivates day and night, this son will be extraordinary."

As the screams of the women in the temple became more and more poignant, a little girl beside them who seemed to be seven or eight years old said softly:

"It's been seven days since the mother was born, and Su Jin is so scared."

The solemn middle-aged man looked down at her, and couldn't help but bend down and touch his head and caress it:

"Su Jin is not afraid."

At this time, a baby's cry came from the temple, and immediately I saw a fairy, walked out quickly, and saluted and congratulated:

"Heavenly Monarch, Your Highness, Niangniang gave birth to a prince."

When the words fell, dozens of fairies waiting behind them prostrated themselves on the ground:

"Congratulations to the Heavenly Monarch, congratulations to Your Highness."

Just when he showed an obvious smile gently, and even the solemn middle-aged man's eyes showed a happy color, the sky was full of colorful clouds, and the fairy birds were facing the phoenix.

"But an auspicious omen?"

The solemn middle-aged man looked at the vision, his eyes widened slightly, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Father, exactly."

The gentle young man nodded excitedly.

After a while, outside the South Heavenly Gate, the immortals and gods were on both sides, and the two men before walked out one after another.

"Father, this is a scene that only existed when the god of Moyuan was born!"

The gentle young man looked at the elephant of the fairy bird and exclaimed.

"Immeasurable virtue, my Heavenly Clan has finally ushered in another monarch."

"This gentleman will give him a name on the same day, Yehua."

The solemn middle-aged man, that is, the Heavenly Monarch who rules the four seas and eight wildernesses, said sonorously and powerfully.

"Congratulations to the Heavenly Monarch, happy to the Prince."

As soon as the congratulatory voice of the immortal gods fell, an immortal walked out of the Nantian Gate, leaned over and saluted:

"See Tianjun, Concubine Yang gave birth to a little royal highness for Tianjun."

When the words fell, the immortals and gods congratulated one after another:

"Congratulations to Tianjun, double happiness is coming."

The gentle youth even said:

"Father, I didn't expect my fourth brother to be born today, and now my uncle and nephew are born together, and it is not a good story."

After hearing this, the corner of Tianjun's mouth showed a faint smile, as the co-master of the four seas and eight wildernesses, he is the three thousand beauties of the harem.

But no matter how you look at your three sons, you are not satisfied.

The eldest son, Yang is wrong, honest and honest, obeys everything and only promises, and has never done anything alone, let alone made any contributions to the world.

The second son, Sang, although he is his favorite son, and has high hopes for him, also arranged for him to marry Bai Qian, the daughter of the famous Qingqiu, and his cultivation is the highest among the three sons, but unfortunately the talent is not too brilliant after all.

You must know that if the situation is like today, it seems to be calm on the surface, but in fact, there is an undercurrent.

The third son, Lian Song, is the number one playboy in the gods, and his romantic name is known all over the world, and it is even more useless.

Therefore, I have been working in the harem some time ago, wanting to have another heir, but as a result, my hard work was in vain.

It's a pity that it wasn't calculated after all, and it was a Terran woman who was pregnant in the end.

Suddenly, another Xian'e walked out quickly with a flustered face:

"See Tianjun, after Concubine Yang Niangniang's own dragon seed, her body has become more and more weak, although she has always had elixir to recuperate, but now after her little highness, she is still."

Tianjun obviously understood the meaning of the words, but in his eyes, women were just tools to stabilize their position and give birth to heirs.

Moreover, he has many concubines in his harem, so how can he talk about any feelings.

The most important thing is that the dragon bloodline is domineering, not to mention the Tianjun bloodline, of course, it cannot be the same.

However, from this point of view, his four sons, even if their mothers are weak human races, have inherited their own dragon bloodline, and they don't know what their qualifications are.

So, he couldn't help but say lightly:

"Concubine Yang has worked hard and worked hard, and she has spread branches and leaves for my heavenly clan, but the sky is not flawless, the incense is lost, and the jade is damaged, and the burial is thick."

As soon as the Heavenly Monarch finished speaking, all the immortals and gods bowed their heads and said in unison:

"Please also mourn on the Heavenly Monarch's Day."

Xian'e hesitated for a while and said:

"Heavenly Monarch, and His Royal Highness"

Suddenly, Tianjun's expression was as if it was about his heir, and he immediately asked in a deep voice:

"What the hell is he?"

Xian'e pursed her lips, and her tone was astringent:

"His Royal Highness, he's Jiao."

When Tianjun heard this, his expression changed suddenly, his vein, the blood of the Protoss was extremely rich, and although the attributes were different, they were all five-clawed true dragons.

And, from ancient times to the present, the children born are all true dragons.

At this moment, the atmosphere of Nantianmen froze, and the immortals were silent.

"Father, according to the son's view, the fourth brother's bloodline must be burdened by the mother's family, and it is understandable, why don't we go and check one or two first."

The gentle man, that is, the eldest son of the Heavenly Monarch, said respectfully.

Not long after, Tianjun and Yang Cuo came to a palace called Tangquan Palace.

Immediately, one of them had a calm face, and the other walked out of Tangquan Palace with a sigh.

Along the way, I saw Tianjun say casually:

"This gentleman gave your fourth brother the name Mojiao, although he will not have much success in the future, he is still the fourth highness of my Heavenly Palace, remember?"

Yang Cuo hurriedly said:

"Father, rest assured, I will take good care of the fourth brother in the future."

"Well, a loving mother has many defeated children, and Yehua will be raised by Benjun himself."