Chapter 108 Post-War Dongning Prefecture

With one swing of the sword, heaven and earth are destroyed!
The mountain and sea monster star that was still emitting great terror was destroyed in an instant. The monster star collapsed, and a ray of light gradually appeared in the blood-red sky…

The light shines like stars…

In an instant, the evil star disappeared, the sky became bright again, and everyone looked at the sky in surprise.

“It turns out… being alive and breathing air is such a rare thing!” A smile appeared on Meng Zhao’s lips.

A domineering figure appeared in front of them, and a powerful man who looked 80% like Meng Chuan appeared in front of them.

He is the future Meng Chuan!

The future Meng Chuan who possesses the cultivation level to become a king god!
“It turns out that I am so courageous now!” Future Meng Chuan smiled and looked at Meng Chuan.

“Future, you didn’t let me down!”

Meng Chuan’s mouth was also filled with a smile.

“who are you?”

In the future, Meng Chuan looked towards Meng Zhao.

“Just a ripple in the new future.”

Meng Zhao replied with a smile.

“A new future?” Meng Chuan said thoughtfully, looking at Meng Zhao and continued: “A wisp of wave? I understand.”

Meng Zhao didn’t say anything. He stood aside, looking at the future Meng Chuan, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, thinking to himself: “The future me may also be so powerful.”

“I’ll leave the new future to you, okay?”

Future Meng Chuan half squatted down, looked at Meng Chuan and asked.

After saying that, Future Meng Chuan disappeared. Meng Chuan looked at the dissipated light and said, “Stop worrying.”

“ended.”

Zhuang Sheng also smiled faintly and then disappeared from the scene.

Meng Zhao helped Meng Chuan up, and Mei Yuanzhi, Yan Jin, Liu Qiyue and the others gradually woke up. Meng Chuan carried Liu Qiyue on his back, and Meng Zhao supported Yan Jin and Mei Yuanzhi, and the five of them walked on the street.

The demons invaded from the sky, and many places in the city were destroyed in the battles between the demons and human masters.

Houses collapsed, restaurants were ruined, streets were cracked and full of gullies…there were traces of fighting everywhere.

……

“Dad, Mom, our home is gone.”

A child burst into tears when he saw the collapsed street shop.

“It’s okay, kid. As long as your parents are still here, we still have a home.” The woman held the child and looked at her husband, whose body was covered in blood, and smiled, “As long as our family can be together, there is still hope.”

The child is still a little confused.

The husband gently hugged his wife and children and said with a smile: “It’s good to be alive.”

During the period from the appearance of the demon star to the arrival of the demon clan, he was also a top master of the Marrow Washing Realm who had served in the army. He immediately joined forces with his companions to kill the three demon soldiers.

He felt very lucky to have survived the demon invasion and not lost any limbs.

……

“Hahaha, Dongning Prefecture has survived this disaster. We can have decades of peace again, hahaha…”

The old soldier who had once given Meng Chuan advice laughed out loud with the help of two officers and soldiers.

Such scenes have been appearing in various places in Dongning Prefecture.

Meng Zhaohe and the others felt much better as they watched all this. Soon, Meng Dajiang also rushed over from the direction of the Meng Mansion.

“Chuan’er!” “Dad!”

Meng Dajiang and Meng Chuan also hugged each other with joy.

“Uncle Dajiang!”

Liu Qiyue looked at Meng Dajiang’s appearance and couldn’t help but cry out, with a hint of longing in her eyes.

Meng Dajiang naturally also saw Liu Qiyue’s longing, and knew that Liu Qiyue must be missing her father again.

Then he smiled and said, “Qiyue, don’t worry, your father is also on his way back.”

“Really, Uncle Dajiang?”

Liu Qiyue immediately asked.

“That’s natural.”

Meng Dajiang nodded.

They returned to the Meng Mansion together. After returning to the Meng Mansion, Meng Zhao had a new understanding in his heart.

“For the sake of this vibrant Dongning Prefecture and the countless cities of the human race, I should become a God! Only by becoming a God will I have enough power to protect all of this.”

Meng Zhao thought to himself and immediately began to practice.

The three gods of Dongning Prefecture all died on the battlefield for the sake of Dongning Prefecture. Not only the gods are admirable, but ordinary people are also worthy of admiration, because it is because of them that they were able to restrain the countless monsters and prevent the people hiding in the tunnels from being slaughtered.

No matter how powerful the gods are, how many of them are there?
Of course…the battle between the God and the Demon King determines the success or failure of the war. If the God loses, it will be useless even if the mortal soldiers stop the demons.

three days later.

In three days, Meng Zhao’s energy and spirit were fully restored to their peak state. At this time, the Meng family was hung with white silk, and many people in the clan wore hemp and mourning clothes.

“Brother Meng Zhao!”

Meng Zhao arrived at the door of the ancestral home. Meng Chuan handed a white mourning dress to Meng Zhao. Meng Zhao took it with sadness on his face.

In this battle of Dongning Prefecture, the Meng family also suffered heavy losses. Even the third elder was killed in the battle with the demon clan. There were also four elders in the Wuleakage Realm, and there were even more elders in the Turebirth Realm and the Marrow Cleansing Realm.

“Achuan, you and Xiaozhao go and kowtow to your grandmother first.” Meng Dajiang also walked over and said.

“it is good!”

Meng Zhao and Meng Chuan did not hesitate and walked over directly. As soon as they entered the ancestral hall, they saw the clan leader Meng Yanping and several elderly elders of the family kneeling beside them. Meng Yanping looked several years older, and there were traces of tears in the corners of his eyes…

To him, Meng Xiangu is not only the pillar of the Meng family. He was raised under the guidance of Meng Xiangu. Both his parents died, and Meng Xiangu was as great as a mother to him. Now that she has passed away in the battle with the Demon King, it is a very painful blow to Meng Yanping.

Clan leader Meng Yanping stood up, looked at Meng Zhao, and said in a low voice: “What Third Sister hoped for most during her lifetime was that you, Meng Zhao, and Meng Chuan could enter Yuanchu Mountain, become gods, and become the new patron saints of our Meng family to protect our Meng family.”

“Meng Zhao, Meng Chuan, you two have to fight for your dignity!”

“Don’t worry, Patriarch. Brother Zhao has already mastered power comparable to that of a god. Our Meng family has a new god.” Meng Chuan said on the side.

“What? God?!!!”

Meng Yanping’s eyes widened in an instant. Meng Zhao shook his head, looked at Meng Chuan, and said, “Stop talking too much.”

Then he replied: “The clan leader is joking, Meng Chuan is exaggerating, I haven’t passed the threshold of life and death yet, and I still have one last step to become a god.”

“No hurry, no hurry. As long as you can achieve Godhood within ten years, our Meng family will remain glorious. If my third sister knew about this, she would be pleased.”

Meng Yanping forced a smile and said to Meng Zhao.

“Alright, clan leader. Meng Zhao and his friends have just arrived. Let Xiao Zhao and Achuan kneel down and pay respect to the third sister first.”

Meng Dajiang walked over and said at this time.

Meng Yanping was surprised to see Meng Dajiang, who had changed his fat appearance, and said, “Dajiang, when this is over, I will nominate you as the next patriarch of our Meng family.”

(End of this chapter)