The Beginning of the Final War (1)

Qinglong Xuanyuan, after being tempted to go to the Eastern Palace, returned to the center of the battlefield to settle his army.

The thick smoke was gradually fading until it was light enough for everyone to see that, at the moment, there was one young man left to stand in front of the portal. He was holding his strange-looking guandao while standing tall without any fear, despite facing the strongest army in the martial world.

Not only Qinglong Xuanyuan, but even Qinglong De and Qinglong Bai stared at the young man without taking their eyes off. All were filled with extreme surprise.

At that moment, the initial orange stagers, who wanted to make a scene for themselves in the war, smirked when they saw that the other party was a minor.

“Heh!! That kid hasn't escaped yet. Let’s get him quickly. We will force as much information from him as possible!!”

The group of ten initial orange stagers rushed at the young man, who stood calmly.