Chapter 484: What a great god drama

"Boom!" an even more powerful bolt of lightning struck down.

Thunder and lightning struck Mo Lei, directly making his skin open.

"I, Mo Lei, stand up to the heavens and the earth, and I am worthy of the ancestors of the Mo tribe and the people of the Mo people! I am now framed by wicked people, and it is not a pity to die, but with this false accusation and notoriety, I am afraid that I will not be able to turn a blind eye! I Mo Lei is willing to turn into a powerful ghost after death, and find those who have killed the loyal and good people to take revenge! Who dares to covet my Mo tribe and harm my Mo brothers and sisters, I Mo Lei swear not to let go!"

Mo Lei's voice resounded in the sky like a bell.

"Yes, General Mo Lei is the loyal of our clan, how could he commit something against the Mo clan!"

"yes, I think it's weird too!"

"Someone must have framed General Molei, he has been born and died for so many years, he has not won any military achievements, and he can still covet this position of patriarch?"

"If you want to say that others covet the position of the patriarch, I believe it! Only General Mo Lei wants to take the position of the patriarch, and the ghost believes it!"

"That's right! It was because of his outstanding achievements back then, and when the Mo clan was in great trouble, he charged into battle with the strength of one person, and one man was the one who was the key to the battle, so that the safety of the Mo clan was guaranteed. ”

"Back then, the elders all elected him as the patriarch, but he refused, not alive or dead. Now he can take this mess he doesn't want? I don't believe it!"

"I don't believe it!"

"I don't believe it either!"

"We can't watch the loyalty and goodness of the Mo clan being framed! Over the years, those good people who have eliminated evil for the people have disappeared one by one out of thin air, there must be something strange, Lord Mo Lei's today, it must have been done by those bad guys, we can't let them succeed!"

"Release General Murray!"

"Let go of General Murray!"

"Let go of General Murray!"

The people around the square were talking.

"Hmph!" the snake snorted with his strong internal energy, and the entire sky fell under extremely heavy pressure.

"Smack!" Mo Yuan raised his long sword and slashed horizontally, and the aura dissipated.

"The Eighteenth Elder still needs to calm his anger!!Whether Mo Lei is wrong or not, let's just look at the evidence collected by Mo Tian together!" Mo Yuanpi said with a smile.

"Hmph!" the snake slapped the handle of his chair in frustration and sat down.

"Everyone, please see the evidence!" There was a huge incense burner on the altar, and in the middle of the incense burner was a Nanmu staff that was bent thousands of times and turned like a dragon.

Mo Tian waved the Nanmu staff in his hand, operating his internal strength, his mouth kept muttering, and his body was constantly twisting, and then, he threw the Nanmu staff high and quickly moved small steps in the middle of the square, turning in circles, exercising primitive and ancient clan rituals.

"It's hard to find a big Lotto, and the repair is exquisite, and the hungry Kitada ......"

"Open!" Mo Tian suddenly pointed to a square bronze pool in the middle of the square and roared after going around in circles.

"Bang!"

"Boom la la ......"

The water in the bronze pool suddenly flew into the sky.

Such a scene is like a giant dragon above, absorbing the water in the bronze pool. It is like a waterfall falling in mid-air.

The sound of the water was deafening.

At this time, Mo Tian cast a spell again, pointing at the waterfall with a Nanmu staff, and waves of ripples suddenly appeared on the waterfall.

Then, a screen appears.

In the picture, under the dark night, the courtyard of the royal palace is brightly lit. Some masked men suddenly jumped up to the trees around the yard and peeked into the yard.

Then, someone raised his hand and waved, and everyone flew into the courtyard like birds.

They jumped up to the rooftops and flew into the courtyard, some of them hiding directly under the windows.

At this time, a pair of patrolmen came, and someone got up and started directly at the patrolman.

"There are assassins!" someone shouted, and just as he was about to make a move, he was immediately killed.

"Kill!" the two sides began to fight.

"Mo Tian is here, who dares to make a mistake!"

In the picture, Mo Tian suddenly appeared, and he waved a strange-shaped wooden stick in his hand, directly emitting a huge internal energy.

He flew forward and killed one of the Assassins in one move.

At this time, there were still seven or eight people left in the courtyard, surrounding Mo Tiantuan.

"Yes, if you want to live, quickly disarm and surrender, otherwise don't blame me for being polite!"

The people around exchanged glances with each other, and then four of them attacked Mo Tian at the same time, while the others turned their heads and retreated, running in all directions.

"Don't run!"

After killing the four of them easily, Mo Tian prepared to chase after the others.

But I don't know which way to catch up.

At this time, Motian's soldiers arrived.

Mo Tian waved his hand, "Leave a team of men and horses here to guard the patriarchs and elders, and the rest follow me!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Mo Tian led the centaurs and galloped in the direction of the assassins.

When the chase was out for a hundred and ten miles, a man in black suddenly appeared in front of the pair.

"Mo Tian, you dare to sabotage Grandpa Ben's plan, leave your little life here today!" said the man in black, holding a big knife and flying towards Mo Tian.

"Move!" Mo Tian waved his wooden staff, resisting the power of the broadsword.

"Dang!"

The two weapons collided with a deafening sound.

"Looking for death! I dared to attack the patriarch's hall and attempt to assassinate the patriarch and elders, I Mo Tian swore to defend the Mo clan to the death, I was born as a Mo clan, and died as a ghost of the Mo clan! I am full of liver and brains, conscientious, and only for the Mo people to do their best to die. I'm ...... Motian"

Mo Tian sat on top of the horse with a wooden staff horizontally and launched a tirade at the assassin.

At this time, the clansmen around the waterfall immediately burst out laughing when they heard these hypocritical words.

"Haha! Mo Tianzhen can make it up! He issued a tirade of 10,000 words in front of the assassin! What he said can be used to write! It's no problem to earn a subsistence allowance at this level!"

"Haha! Mo Tian is so literate!"

"Come on, Motian God!"

"The great god is so mighty!"

"The great god is the most powerful!

"Worship the Great God!"

......

The surrounding clansmen began to laugh wildly.

"Hmph, he's written, directed, and acted by himself, so he's boasting!" said Huanglong to Mo Xiang'er.

"With such a fake picture, the elders and patriarchs believe him like this?" Mo Xiang'er couldn't figure out such a low-level fabrication, they would believe it.

"Sometimes, if you don't believe it, you have to believe it! This is the courage of the great gods!"

"The courage of the great gods, what kind of courage!"

"Just use each other!"

"Using each other? I suspect that the patriarch and elders already knew that Mo Tian was the snake wing of the Nine Snake Clan, but they were afraid of the power that the snake wing planted in the Mo Clan, so they had to make up this murderous drama with them. ”

"They are really vicious, in order to save their lives, they even want to sacrifice Uncle Mo Tian!

"Xiang'er, I believe that the patriarch will definitely recognize right from wrong and make a decision. ”

"I hope so!"