Lei Wanqi only managed to shout a single sentence before his mouth was smashed apart.
Yang Ling headed intently toward the next marker, his hands busy as he pummeled Lei Wanqi like mad.
The Lei Group players paled in alarm and hurriedly called to some of the big shots in the group:
"Can someone save our boss?"
The players present remained silent, glancing at Yang Ling's retreating figure, then at the seven Forbidden Land Executioners.
If they tried to save Lei Wanqi now, what if they accidentally got caught in the Forbidden Land Executioners' attacks?
Who could withstand their fists?
"Don't worry. Luo Kai is just lashing out in desperation."
"Pangu's powerhouses will break into the Immortal Severing Forbidden Zone soon. They'll be able to stay inside for at least fifteen minutes!"
"Fifteen minutes is enough for those powerhouses to kill Luo Kai. Your boss will survive, of course."
In the sky, the enormous fist continued hammering the invisible barrier around the Immortal Severing Forbidden Zone.
The Lei Group players grew increasingly anxious. Clearly, Pangu's big shots would not break into the Immortal Severing Forbidden Zone that quickly.
"If they really break in and Luo Kai decides to take us down with him, won't our boss's life be in danger?"
One Lei Group player suddenly gritted his teeth and looked toward a sturdy young man with unremarkable looks in the group, his tone somewhat cautious:
"Meng Yuan, this plan was proposed by your Pangu Gene Group.
Our Lei Group has been doing everything we can to cooperate.
Could you help our boss?"
There were at least four hundred players in the main group now, with only several dozen yet to join them.
They instinctively looked at Meng Yuan. Whether they were players from corporate groups or ordinary players, their eyes