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"Ping'an?"
"Run!"
Immortal Huanglong's figure suddenly lunged forward.
The miasma clouds suddenly churned layer upon layer, and that mass of shadow began to accelerate abruptly!
Amidst the thick miasma clouds filled with numerous flashes of lightning, with the help of the lightning's brightness, Immortal Huanglong and Li Ping'an's Immortal Consciousness caught sight of the outline projected by the shadow.
A massive humanoid body, two pairs of wings, wildly dancing long hair...
The shadow was almost within an arm's reach!
"It's an Ancestral Witch!"
Immortal Huanglong's voice transmitted shakily; at this moment, regardless of the consequences, his figure suddenly swelled, his body covered with dragon scales, in the blink of an eye, transformed into a hundred-zhang-long Golden Dragon, frantically stirring the clouds and mists, and forcefully attempting to escape.
Roar——
