C411 Nether Grip

"Fantastic, it looks like we've got some help!" exclaimed Zhang Heng with excitement.

The Armored Boar King struggled to escape the clutches of the Nether Grip, its immense strength causing cracks to form on the dark skeletal claws.

"Feng Yixiu, what are you doing just standing there?"

"Quick, take down this boar for me, I'm barely hanging on..." Dongfang Xiamo gave Feng Yixiu