"..."

desert, quicksand river

A vast and boundless imperial power swept across the world, and the powerful energy fluctuations made the world tremble.

"The ancestors of the Sand Fox Clan are actually so powerful."

"I'm afraid this is no longer the King of War."

Golden Flame Wolf crossed his arms and tried his best to resist this imperial power.

He had only experienced this kind of terrifying pressure from the Marshal and the Eagle Feather Blade. This was genuine imperial power, an existence that was superior to the King of War.

"What a strong energy fluctuation."

"Is he the legendary Fox Wanli?"

Boundless Sea crossed his arms, forcefully resisting this imperial power.

He had only seen this kind of coercion from the leader of the alliance.

"The desert is really getting worse with each generation."

"My Sand Fox Clan has actually fallen to this."

Hu Wanli looked at the Shahu clan carefully, and finally just sighed.

Unexpectedly, he has only been away for seven thousand years, and the Sand Fox clan has become so lonely.

There is not even a single war general or brigadier general in the entire clan, not to mention the War King Quasi-King.

"Uh..."

"Hu Aofei is ashamed of his ancestors!"

"I hope my ancestors will punish me."

Hu Aofei knelt down on the ground with a face of shame.

The person in front of me is the ancestor of the Shahu clan, Hu Wanli.

The most serious fox in the desert!

"Humph."

"I miss you at a young age."

"I don't blame you either."

Hu Wanli glanced at Hu Aofei and didn't blame him.

Immediately, Hu Wanli set his sights on Boundless Hai and asked, "Are you the contemporary king of war among the motorcycle clan?"

"You must be the culprit who pushed our Shahu clan into this situation."

In an instant, a vast and boundless imperial power, like mountains, pressed down on Boundless Hai's body.

"Pfft."

Facing this imperial power, Boundless Sea couldn't hold on.

"It doesn't matter, you are the current king of war and a member of the motorcycle clan."

"I won't hold you accountable."

With that said, Hu Wanli took back his imperial power.

"Thank you, Senior Hu Wanli."

"I'm very grateful."

After feeling the pressure on his body dissipate, Boundless Hai also bowed to Hu Wanli.

"You know the truth."

Seeing Boundless Sea in such a state, Hu Wanli couldn't say anything more.

"These eight thousand motorcycle tribesmen have invaded my territory without permission."

"I'll accept it, do you have any objections?"

As he spoke, Hu Wanli waved his hand, and thousands of fire truck wreckage emerged from the yellow sand, including Xiao Tianhan.

"this..."

Looking at Xiao Tianhan's corpse, Boundless Hai was speechless.

What opinions can he have? What if he does? Can someone die in a car and be resurrected?

In the end, Boundless Sea sighed helplessly: "I have no objection."

"This is their fate."

Xiao Tianhan didn't listen to him and entered the Liusha River, but there was nothing he could do.

Seeing this situation, Shui Yunhan hurriedly ran to Boundless Hai and cried, "No way, Marshal, that's our clan leader."

"We can't just let it go."

Xiao Tianhan is the lord of their fire water city, he can't die in vain!

Seeing Shui Yunhan entangled in Shanghai Wuliang, Mo Zhenjun stepped forward and shouted: "Shui Yunhan, things have come to this point, don't you understand?"

"This is Xiao Tianhan disobeying the commander's order!"

"Without the Marshal's permission, he led his troops to attack without permission!"

In this situation, why would Shui Yunhan come out to cause trouble?

With so many of them, they couldn't die on one Shui Yunhan.

"this..."

"But..."

Shui Yunhan heard this and didn't know how to refute.

Seeing this situation, Li Taiji and Tian Tianjun stepped forward and dragged Shui Yunhan down.

Seeing Boundless Hai still standing on the shore, Hu Wanli also let out a cold shout: "Why aren't you leaving?"

"Want me to give you a ride?"

He couldn't get out of the Liusha River, but that didn't mean he couldn't use some tricks.

"Yes."

"Thank you, senior."

Seeing this, Boundless Hai quickly saluted Hu Wanli.

Then he said to Mo Zhenjun and Li Taiji: "Withdraw!"

In this situation, retreat is the best way.

"As ordered!"

Hearing this, Li Taiji and Mo Zhenjun handed over their hands.

After a while, the army of motorcycle tribes began to retreat from Liusha River.

Upon seeing this, Jin Yanlang immediately stepped forward, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Senior Hu Wanli, for your help. I am deeply grateful."

"The wolf clan will definitely repay this kindness."

I thought something was going to happen, but it turned out that Liushahe had such a big killer.

If it weren't for Hu Wanli, the Desert Army would have been doomed long ago.

Hearing the word "wolf clan" from Jin Yanlang's mouth, Hu Wanli smiled faintly: "Haha."

"There's no such thing as kindness."

"Your wolf clan ancestor and I are close friends. What's more, I'm not helping you this time."

"My gang of beasts from the desert."

He is the first generation lord of the desert.

Although he has disappeared for thousands of years, he has always protected the desert.

He was also the former king of the desert.

Seeing this situation, Golden Flame Wolf quickly stepped forward and approached: "Since Senior Hu Wanli and the ancestors of our clan are close friends."

"Xiao Lang also has a merciless request. I wonder if senior can..."

Since Hu Wanli said that he was close friends with the ancestor of the wolf clan.

Then there shouldn't be any problem if you do him a favor to the descendants of the wolf tribe, right?

Seeing Jin Yanlang's appearance, Hu Wanli also burst out laughing: "Hahaha."

"Fun and interesting."

"The smooth tongue is exactly the same as that little wolf from Tianyuan Lang."

Immediately, Hu Wanli waved his hand, and the remains of a sand wolf floated up from the yellow sand: "Is this what you want?"

"The remains of the sand wolf lineage."

When Sir Wolf's remains fell into the sand, he did not melt them.

Instead, the corpse was preserved.

The moment he saw Sir Wolf's corpse, Golden Flame Wolf couldn't hold back any longer.

"Sir Wolf!"

"I'm late."

The Golden Flame Wolf held the remains of Sir Wolf in both hands, looking up to the sky and roaring.

After receiving the news from Sir Wolf, he rushed over as soon as possible, but in the end he arrived a step too late.

Sir Wolf is still dead.

"Sir Wolf!"

Seeing the remains of Sir Wolf, Lang Aotian also walked up quickly.

His good brother, Sir Wolf!

"Is this Sir Wolf?"

Luotuo Xiangzi and Hu Aofei also stared at the remains of Sir Wolf.

After Sir Wolf introduced Boundless Sea into the Liusha River, he never appeared again.

Although they all knew that Sir Wolf was dead, they still had an indescribable feeling when they saw the remains of Sir Wolf.

This is how the third generation of Desert Lords came to an end.

Hu Wanli looked at Sir Wolf's remains and said coldly: "His name is Sir Wolf, right?"

"Looks like this, this sand wolf has a good relationship with you."

The talent of this sand wolf is not bad. If there is a strong platform, there is still a glimmer of hope to be promoted to the king of war, but unfortunately the sand wolf lineage has long been in decline.

"Ancestors."

Hu Aofei stepped forward slowly and said: "Sir Wolf, he is the third generation Lord of the Desert."

"More than seven thousand years ago, our ancestors unified the entire desert and were the kings of the desert. Our ancestors were also the first generation of desert lords."

"After the ancestors disappeared, the desert was in chaos again for six thousand years."

"It wasn't until more than a thousand years ago that the Poison Demon Lizard appeared. He reunited the fragmented desert and became the second generation lord of the desert."

"But the Poison Demon Lizard died in the battle between the robot beasts more than 800 years ago, and he also betrayed the beast clan."

"And Sir Wolf is the third generation Lord of the Desert."

Hu Aofei introduced respectfully.

Sir Wolf is the third generation Lord of the Desert. Although he has not become the King of War, he is still a veritable Lord of the Desert.

Hearing the words "Lord of the Desert", Hu Wanli also laughed: "Oh?"

"It's interesting. Later generations actually call me the Lord of the Desert?"

This is a good title, much nicer than his Sand Fox Emperor.

Sure enough, future generations will still take the name.

Then, he looked at Jin Yanlang and Lang Aotian: "Young descendants of the wolf clan, you are lucky."

"Seven thousand years ago, I happened to owe you a favor to the wolf clan."

"Since this sand wolf has a close friendship with you and is the third generation lord of the desert, I will repay this friendship."

With that said, Hu Wanli waved his hand, and Sir Wolf's remains returned to his hands.

Seeing this situation, Jin Yanlang and Lang Aotian were stunned.

Why did they take the body away before they were done grieving.

Hu Aofei also hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Ancestor, are you going to..."

The ancestors of their Sand Fox clan were not ordinary people, and they might have some secret skills.

Hu Wanli burst out laughing when he heard this: "Hahaha."

"Of course I will let him regain his life!"

"..."

(Ahem, Wolf Beiming and White-eyed Wolf are all in the Far North Temple. They will only appear when the wolves join the war later)

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