C190 Quarter of an Hour

Wu Yuan's face froze as his eyes widened. The appearance of the Dragon Helianthus had astonished Wu Yuan immensely. He took a step back subconsciously and exclaimed, "Dragon Helianthus!" "Huang Zheng!"

swish swish swish … * One figure after another floated in the sky, protecting the restricted soul of the Sorcerer. The Great Conclave actually produced several dozen powerful warriors