Compared to the tragic situation of one death and one serious injury, Mo Hai's situation is undoubtedly much better.

Circles of blue light patterns were flowing over his body, and the spear in his hand danced wildly, like a windmill rotating at an extremely fast speed, constantly sweeping away the terrifying tentacles that were smashed.

From this point of view alone, we can see that although they are all sage realms, Mo Hai's strength is obviously far above the other two powerful Mo Jiao clans.

Facing the continuous attacks of the giant sea monster tentacles like a storm, they could barely resist them, which shows that they are very powerful.

"Damn it, there are too many tentacles."

Mo Hai gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing the blood that was about to spurt from his throat, and tried his best to resist.

If only a few tentacles attacked him, it would be too easy for him to deal with it.

However, when the tentacles reach a certain number, they cause qualitative changes from quantitative change. Combined with this continuous attack, their power suddenly increased by several levels.

Faced with the tentacles from all directions, Mo Hai began to deal with it more and more difficult. The power in his body was being consumed rapidly, but he could not be replenished in time.

Compared to him, this giant sea monster with a head that looks like a mountain can tell how terrifying the blood and how much energy it contains just by looking at its size.

In terms of the quality of the body's strength, Mo Hai is completely confident and is definitely better than this giant sea monster.

But if we want to consider the quantity, even if one hundred Mohais are added together, they may not be as good as this terrifying behemoth.

"If I continue like this, I will definitely die if I don't take ten breaths."

In just a moment, Mo Hai made the most accurate judgment.

At this time, there is not much time left for him, and there are only two ways to choose from.

Either die or try to spend half of your life to escape.

He certainly doesn't want to die,

Originally, in Mo Hai's vision, he and two other powerful Mo Jiao clans in the Sacred Realm could not stop these tentacles, at least the three of them stood together, and it would be less of a problem to escape.

However, he underestimated the strength of this giant sea monster.

After all, even as a sea cultivator, there are very few opportunities to fight against such a giant.

There are not many magical fluctuations familiar to practitioners in this giant sea monster.

More of the energy of qi and blood is surging wildly, that is, relying solely on the power of the body.

Relying on the powerful force of the body, he directly killed the powerful person in the Saint Realm with one blow. This kind of combat power is really rare.

Two powerful Mojiao clans in the Sacred Realm died and were seriously injured, which immediately disrupted Mo Hai's original idea.

At this time, he was already trapped in the attack range of tentacles, and it was too late to escape.

Mo Hai gritted his teeth and thought to himself that it seemed that he could only fight to lose half of his life, activate the secret method, and forcibly escape.

However, he was still a little unwilling to accept it.

It was a long time to say that, but in fact, all this happened in a flash. In the hideous and terrifying expression of the giant sea monster, thousands of black tentacles were retracted, and after a little accumulation of energy, they attacked again and smashed at Mohai frantically.

"Three ancestors, if you don't take action, I will really die here."

Mo Hai, who was in a desperate situation, roared out in a deep voice.

The next moment, a terrifying tentacle attack descended on top of the head, but was blocked by a thin blue light curtain.

This blue light curtain looks extremely fragile, as thin as paper, as if it will break with just a slight poke with your finger.

But this seemingly vulnerable light curtain blocked all the attacks of the giant sea monster.

The black tentacles danced wildly, as if they were twitching, whipping out afterimages, constantly attacking the light curtain.

No matter how hard the black tentacles are used or used, they cannot break the light curtain.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Hai turned around and ran away without saying a word, and his figure flashed and flew away from the Rage Claw Island.

After being beaten for several consecutive rounds, the light curtain was finally broken unbearably.

Chen Xiao, who was floating in the air and watching coldly, witnessed this scene with a cold look in his eyes.

"Sure enough, this Angry Claw Island is so important and the hidden secret is so deep. How could the Mojiao clan have no backup?"

He thought in his heart.

For the Mojiao clan, even though there were considerable casualties and many elite warriors in the Dao Emperor realm died, they didn't care.

It is just a Taoist emperor realm, which is far worse than the Sacred Realm.

Even in a sense, the garrison mission of many Mojiao tribes as a flood and a dangerous Rage Claw Island is also an alternative tempering.

In this fierce battle with sea monsters, only these Mojiao warriors who can survive in the end will have more potential and more valuable for cultivation.

Therefore, so many Mojiao warriors died before, and these real strong men of the Mojiao tribe who had been hiding deep in the mine did not even have the intention to take action.

Now he has taken action, which shows that Mo Hai has a very high status in the Mo Jiao clan.

Moreover, he was a powerful man in the Saint Realm. Every time he lost one more, it would be a huge blow to the Mojiao clan, so he took action to save Mohai.

Mohai took the opportunity to escape, and the giant sea monster did not pursue it, and it could not catch up.

Just as the blue light curtain collapsed, there was a loud bang, and three terrifying figures emerged from the ground and landed at the original entrance to the mine.

These three terrifying figures are all from the Mojiao clan, with a body of about ten feet tall and a clear old look on their body.

You should know that for a powerful practitioner, living for thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years is not difficult.

It is really difficult to see a little old age in a powerful practitioner, especially in an existence at the level of the Sacred Realm.

Unless it really has a long lifespan, and the aging and deterioration on the body begins to appear, it can no longer be compensated by magic power or external objects.

Without exception, the three ancestors of the Mojiao clan had already begun to decline, as if their energy and spirit had been hollowed out, leaving only a shell to support it outside.

Originally, when a practitioner like this is about to die, his best ending is to rush to relieve his soul and reincarnate himself.

In this way, there will be a little hope in the next life, and those cultivators who are killed and scattered will be completely annihilated and disappeared.

However, it is obvious that the three ancestors of the Mojiao clan did not choose this path, but used the mysterious blood-colored crystal found on the Angry Claw Island.
Chapter completed!