993 Air Fight!

When Jin Luanyun ripped apart the clouds in the sky of the Grand Desolate Plateau leading his 'Gold Eagle Troop', he did not see the 'glorious Pantheon of Demons'.

What he did see was the coalition army of demons that was surging like tides from the underground and marching on the vast desert in destructive waves. In just one moment, the ten or so sentry posts of the federal army were swallowed. The intruders dyed the gray desert black.

The battle progressed quite well.

The obstacles ahead had been cleared. The first batch of low-level demons had already steadied themselves and established a defense line.

Behind the defense line, teleportation arrays of an even larger scale were being built. Stripes and runes that took up hundreds of square meters were blossoming like brilliant works, guiding the way for the expedition army of a different world like burning torches.