Many children, many blessings, the great witch of blood will dominate the world!

Chapter 210 The dragon girl is surprised, she is so fertile

Lin Xuan had a smile on his face. Unknowingly, it was simply unimaginable that the descendants of the Quasi-Saints had already reached such a scale.

The army of 500 million heirs is so powerful and invincible that no one can stop it. Even people like Sanqing and Emperor Jun can only run away.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan became excited again and started a new round of farming, and the tide suddenly surged underneath.

A few days later, Lin Xuan glanced at it and said softly:
"Don't worry, I will be responsible. The matchmaker is marrying me."

He was also a little bit dissatisfied. It had only been a long time since he took in concubines Ziyi and Qinyuan, and it was the first time he had married so many people at the same time.

The women of the Dragon Clan and the Sea Clan below are also still in their dreams. It is hard to believe that they have simply completed the task assigned by the Qinglong Ancestor?

This Ancestral Witch of Blood is too approachable.

At the same time, the news that the blood witch ancestor had taken a concubine spread again, and lights and colors were everywhere, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

"What, the ancestor took a concubine again, or is he with these fallen sea tribes?"

"Oh my God, I have dozens or hundreds of concubines at one time. This is like a sea emperor."

"It's too scary. Besides keeping concubines and having babies, my ancestors don't do anything else. If this continues, the Wu Clan may not be able to support their family."

The big witch and the little witch who came down to eat were also surprised, with horror on their faces.

To this day, they have all forgotten how many Taoist companions the blood witch ancestor has taken as concubines.

Logically speaking, it should not be surprising, but this time, marrying the Sea Clan and the Dragon Clan at the same time, and opening up the draft, even with an iron-clad body, it is a bit unbearable.

Everyone looked at each other, and they were all worried about the origin of their ancestor's bloodline. They didn't know how to restrain themselves, how could they spend so much.

In the palace, Lin Xuan looked around at the Dragon Girl and chuckled:
"From now on, you will also be members of my Blood Witch Palace."

"Husband..." The girls murmured as they adapted to their identity as they followed the local customs.

"Then let me give birth to nine children first, and the dragon will give birth to nine children, all of them different." Lin Xuan joked, and once again he was in trouble.

"Nine babies?" The dragon girl below was panicked and a little stunned.

Even if they are producing mules, cows and horses, they would not dare to make mistakes like this, right?

But no matter what, this is the senior power that the Qinglong Ancestor relies on. No matter how much they have opinions, their strength will not allow it.

Three months later, the first wave of births appeared, and the cries of babies could not be heard, mixed with the joyful sounds of dragon girls from all over the world.

Ao Ruo's eyes were bright, his face was full of disbelief, and he was extremely shocked:
"Oh my God, it's actually a quasi-holy baby. I actually gave birth to a quasi-holy offspring. How is this possible?"

Her face was full of astonishment and disbelief, and her hands holding the baby were trembling.

Ao Luan on the side was equally shocked and straightened up:

"What, I also gave birth to a quasi-holy baby. It's so crazy. Not only do I have to give birth to nine, I have to give birth to at least a hundred or ten to be enough!"

The dragon girls from all over the world looked at each other, and saw horror and ecstasy on each other's faces. They were simply reincarnated between hell and heaven, and were extremely shocked and excited.

In the past, this was extremely unbelievable. You must know that even the strongest ancestor of the Qinglong clan is only a quasi-sage.

Moreover, what is the status of the cultivation of the four of them and their ability to cultivate the bloodline of quasi-saints.This mother was just a mere Jinxian and Taiyi, which shocked and shocked all the girls.

hiss--

For a moment, everyone thought at the same time that this must be because Lin Xuan's heels were too strong, which directly improved the quality and bloodline of his offspring. Otherwise, how could he easily create a quasi-holy heir? "Oh my god, who is my husband? How can such a person exist in the witch sect? He is so evil and defies heaven."

"With my husband here, we will be able to give birth to descendants of saints sooner or later."

"This... this is simply unbelievable. Even all the saints in the ancient world combined are not even as good as my husband."

The four dragon girls murmured in shock, their eyes completely torn apart, their lips trembling and trembling, feeling extremely unimaginable.

What followed was a sense of ecstasy and anticipation.As long as we continue to produce and create an army of quasi-sage descendants, why worry about the Dragon Clan not being able to prosper.

Thinking of this, everyone felt overwhelmed by sweetness and hope.

Originally, they were extremely suspicious and resistant to Qinglong's suggestions and urgings.However, at this moment, seeing Lin Xuan's husband's supreme heritage, he was deeply shocked and could no longer be shaken.

Swah——

With the birth of the first army of babies, these concubines quickly integrated into the life of the Blood Witch Palace, and newborn babies sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

And Lin Xuan did not ignore old people like Lei Qing and Jiufeng. He spent time with his wife and children whenever he had time, and tried his best to expand the size of his descendants.

When the descendants of the quasi-sage exceed tens of millions or hundreds of millions, then the descendants of the saint will probably come naturally. Lin Xuan also felt the urgency of measuring the calamity, and worked harder and harder to devote himself to production.

One month later, the Shark tribe princess Sharlei looked down at her belly, feeling a little unhappy, and said sadly:

"What, why am I pregnant again? God, I'm so ashamed."

She covered her face with her hands, full of panic, and stumbled around like a frightened deer.

After all, less than half a year after marrying into the Blood Witch Palace, she became pregnant with the second child and went straight to the third and fourth children. It was really outrageous.

Even with an iron body, she couldn't do this, and it was extremely difficult to conceive in the immortal realm, but now she seemed to have a special physique and couldn't avoid it at all, which made her surprised, happy, and a little helpless and desperate.

"If we continue to have children at this rate, my husband won't be able to support us two."

The more Qilei thought about it, the more scared she became. After all, Lin Xuan usually gave all his best resources to his wife and children, and he couldn't bear to eat or clothe himself.

As the number of descendants of the quasi-sages increases, Lin Xuan's expenses will increase day by day. This makes Qilei, Ao Ruo and others also frown and want to tighten their belts and live.

"No, we must not have any more babies. The third child will be the last one."

The girls gritted their teeth and strengthened their determination.

Lin Xuan then angrily cried to Qiu:
"Haha, just go ahead and have a baby. Don't make more drama for yourself. Are you underestimating your husband's ability?"

If he couldn't even support his Taoist companion's children, he wouldn't have the shame to continue to be the ancestor of the Wumen. Wouldn't it be nice to just go to the human tribe and lie down and die?

After hearing this, the worries on everyone's faces eased a lot.

"Really, husband, are you lying to us?"

"Can we really continue to give birth? Do we have any special physiques?"

"Oh, that's the bad thing about the Dragon Clan. The wish is too strong, and it's like a heavy rain that can't be stopped once it starts."

Everyone sighed in a low voice, with resentment on their faces, and some curiosity and ignorance, which made people feel pitiful.

(End of this chapter)