After the Black Widow released the seven or eight ghost spirits, it immediately formed an overwhelming force. Not only did it save Dongfang Lei and her grandson, but it also killed nearly half of the black-robed iron-faced man here. Among the seven or eight ghost spirits released by the Black Widow, three were her true bodies, that is, her three souls, and the rest were unconscious evil spirits cultivated by the other souls, and were controlled by her three true bodies. Of course, the evil spirits themselves were not as strong as the other three. After killing these many people, the five clones had become a little weak and not so real.

In a hurry, the black widow's clones said to Dongfang Lei in unison: Child, take my grandson away quickly, I'll support you here, escape from here quickly, and never come back.

Dongfang Lei was covered in blood, and he pulled the Yuer with one hand and was so scared that he was shaking a ball of feathers. He said excitedly: Mom, I can't leave, if I leave, what will you do

Don't worry about my mother's own way, don't delay time here. Reinforcements arrive later, and none of us can escape. The incense of the Dongfang family is left, you two are the two of you, so I can only do some for you.

Dongfang Lei's eyes were filled with tears, and he looked at me deeply. He immediately pulled Yu'er out of the siege with the help of several clones and headed towards the dense forest beside him. At this moment, Song Du's hand shook, blocked the father and son, stretched out a pair of black and glowing hands, and grabbed Dongfang Lei's body. The boy was called Song Du's hand, and his hand turned out to be black.

As soon as the hands were stretched out, a fishy smell emitted a smelly aura, and it grabbed Dongfang's neck. Dongfang Lei seemed to be extremely afraid of these black hands, because his hands were as hard as iron, and just like his nickname. These hands were veritable poisonous hands. If they touched a little, they might die. In addition, they were shocked, and pulled Yu'er and hurriedly came back. A clone of the black widow beside him immediately faced the enemy, and used ten sharp nails as sharp as a knife to catch the black hands, and fought with them.

Dongfang Lei looked back at the black widow who was fighting with more than a dozen black-robed iron-faced men, with tears in his eyes and continued to run forward under the protection of the two clones. He knew that this was the only chance he could live with his son. This opportunity was for them by his own mother. He could not hesitate at all, otherwise the three of them would die here.

After running forward a few steps, Song Dushou's two black hands penetrated into the chest of the clone. As soon as his hands stirred, the clone turned into a ball of black gas, and his soul was destroyed. After all, the one who dealt with Song Dushou was a clone of the Black Widow. His strength was still much different from his true body. He was not a match for Song Dushou at all.

One of the clones here was destroyed, and one of the black widows suddenly shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth. She forced herself to continue fighting tenaciously, buying time for his son and grandson. The other clones became more and more swaying, and it seemed that they couldn't last long.
Chapter completed!