The old man with glasses maintained the barrier to protect Guo Ren.
The suspended silhouette in the sky reached out a black hand and grabbed towards the old man with glasses again.
This time, her hand passed through the barrier and firmly pressed onto Guo Ren's head!
Just like crushing a watermelon, Guo Ren's head exploded in mid-air.
He was dead.
After doing all that,
the black figure floated above Mo Lin.
She reached out to Mo Lin for Netherworld Currency.
Mo Lin was generous and directly gave her one hundred and thirty thousand Netherworld Coins.
"And ten thousand Netherworld Coins are my monthly contribution to you." Mo Lin had previously promised the Three Nightmare Immortals to give her ten thousand Netherworld Coins per month.
He had to keep his word.
The Three Nightmare Immortals waved her hand to take the Netherworld Currency away and then disappeared.
There is no denying that the Three Nightmare Immortals had true skills.
