Chapter 407 Witch's Secret War, Human Love and Enmity

"So far, seeing that the witch has suffered such a great humiliation, she is still like this!" A burst of anger suddenly surged in Wu Li's heart. He turned to look at all the people under the altar. He opened his robe and laughed and said, "I tell you, the person I love with is Dongyue Jun Ji Zhong!" The owner of the big footprint is Dongyue Jun Jizhong! We not only love each other in life and death, but also give birth to a child, who is today's guardian of wood!"

Everyone was stunned. There was silence on the huge field, and everyone's heads were in chaos. They couldn't help but have the same idea: This woman is crazy!

"Who in the world has a heroic hero like him? Who is as gentle and considerate as him? Wu Li laughed crazily, tears in his eyes, and viciously glanced at Wu Xian. Seeing that she was still the calm expression, he was even more angry and hiss, "I was born a witch, but I was also a woman!" The most sincere feelings in the world are the love between husband and wife, the love between mother and son, and the warmth of the family and the United States. Whether it's the heroes' blood-stained in the battlefield, or I'm witches to teach the people, isn't it all to protect your happiness?

Wu Li suddenly sobbed and cried, and his body trembled, but he continued to say loudly, "But why can't Wu Li share the joy of the world with you? Ji Zhong and I are really in love, but because of the iron law of Wumen, we can't be together. Even if we give birth to a child, we are also found by the Taiwu family, severely punish us, take our children away, and imprisoned in Fengju Yumen!" She turned her head and glared at Wu Xian and shouted, "An innocent child, you have imprisoned him for more than ten years!" I just don't accept it! I just want my child! For more than ten years, I have been struggling to suppress the reputation of Wumen, but is the reputation of Wumen really more important than the innate emotions of people?

At this time, her face was full of tears, her face was twisted, and she trembled all over. Her eyes slowly flashed through Wu Xian, Mi Ziyin and Di Yao. She said, "In your eyes, I am an unclean woman, a vicious woman, a woman who wanders, a woman who sank into hell, but I am still a mother! None of you can deny it!"

"In this life, I have no chance to see my child. In the next life, I will still be his mother--"

Wu Li looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and suddenly hit the bronze cabinet next to him!

At this time, the people can't say what it feels like. Disdain? Hate? Disappointed? Compassion? Before he could think about it carefully, no one expected that Wu Li would suddenly commit suicide and couldn't help shouting in unison. Wu Xian and Mu Shenxing were the closest to her. They were extremely indifferent and had no intention of blocking them at all. A man was dizzy and had a bad reaction. He actually watched Wu Li hit the bronze cabinet.

Unexpectedly, everyone exclaimed. As soon as he brushed his sleeves, Wu Li hit the bronze cabinet with his head and plunged the huge bronze cabinet into it, as if he had crashed into a piece of mud. Everyone was stunned. Wu Li slowly pulled out his head and was stunned. He saw that the hard bronze cabinet was hit by himself with a skull-shaped pit!

"Do you want to die like this?" The son said coldly, "The sins you have committed have angered heaven, and the disaster has fallen on the yellow. How can you atone for your sins with death?"

Wu Xian was silent, and Wu Pan wanted to speak and stopped. Di Yao and others looked at each other, but they didn't know how to intervene. The senior officials of Diqiu were collectively silent.

The son stepped out one step, and walked out of the altar, suspended in the air. The eight dragons and white robes swayed in the wind, and his long black hair flew in the wind, like a god. When the people witnessed such miracles, they couldn't help exclaiming in unison. Some believers knelt down and bowed, and were moved to tears.

"The people of the gods!" The huge spiritual power gushed out wildly and enveloped the whole audience. Although his cultivation was almost to the top, he still could not control the spirit of more than 100,000 people, but tens of thousands of people in a hundred feet and square meters were influenced by him and worshipped for a while.

"This woman--" Mi Zi faintly pointed to the witch rite, "*** wants to be entangled, from a holy witch to a lowly ordinary woman, and having an affair with mortals has angered heaven and brought disaster. How do you say you should punish her?

"Burt her to death!" Someone shouted, "Atonement to the gods!"

"Sphere her five horses and worship the five element gods with her flesh and blood!"

The people roared one after another. Even if they had the intention of pity, now they have turned into hatred, and their faces turned red and looked fanatical.

Mi Ziyin raised her hands and muttered, "No matter what sin she has committed, we have no right to deal with a sacred witch. Let's pray to God for the will to make a verdict!" God's people, let us kneel to heaven, pray that they will forgive us, and pray that they will make a judgment against this woman-"

The voice is mysterious and far away, with infinite pity and infinite compassion. Except for a few spiritual masters such as Wu Xian, even Di Yao and others couldn't help but have fear and silently begged for heaven. A large area of kneeling down under the altar. Everyone's face was sad, like mourning. Even the soldiers of the Xuanyuan Legion held their spears and knelt down, with a pious face.

At this time, it has reached the key link of the plan. According to the plan of Ziyin and Ziyu, at this time, it took the opportunity of heaven to refine the witch rites with the fire, and take the opportunity to deprive the witch of part of the sacrificial power, which brought a heavy blow to the witch.