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... f course, the main reason was because Long Ran had not transformed into his Dragon True Body in front of Su Zimo before.

However, the divine dragon before him was in its complete dragon form!

Su Zimo could not tell the cultivation of the divine dragon.

However, he guessed that the divine dragon was at least at the Ancestor realm!

He did not know how long the divine dragon had lived.

50,000 years?

100,000 years?

Perhaps it was even longer!

The Drago ...

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