Cao Fan approached and "provoked" the Xuantian Divine Pen over and over again, and then dodged the latter's fierce attacks again and again with his superb spatial artistic conception.

Gradually, the offensive of the Xuantian Divine Pen finally descended. Without the support of its master, Shengyuan, no matter how hostile it is to those who are close to it, it can't continue to consume it like this, after all, it still needs to reabsorb the essence of heaven and earth to restore its spiritual power.

After repeating this hundreds of times, the Xuantian Divine Pen finally became honest and no longer launched an offensive against Cao Fan.

However, with the arrogance of the Xuantian Divine Pen, he would not allow Cao Fan to include it in the Taishang Nine Realms, and Cao Fan could only take advantage of the opportunity to get close to the other party and start refining it.

Fu Yun City, in an extremely luxurious and spectacular ancient hall in the land of the Hai clan, a figure with a handsome face and a noble temperament rushed out from inside.

"Who dares to refine my Xuantian Divine Brush!" This person with a noble temperament no longer had his original elegant appearance at this time, and was replaced by an angry and angry expression.

He is the famous Fu Shenghai Mo in the "Three Paths and Five Saints".

Earlier, he received an ultra-long-distance message from Aiko Hai Yeqing, and learned of the whereabouts of the Thunder Mist Ancient Palace, so Hai Mo Yan couldn't wait to rush over immediately. It was only at that time that he was cultivating to a critical time, and if he forcibly stopped, he would suffer quite serious internal injuries, so he continued to cultivate according to his patience.

Hai Moyan knew that his son had the Xuantian Divine Pen in his hand and a third-level peak teleportation talisman, so he would definitely be fine, so he planned to wait for his work to be completed before rushing to meet him.

As a result, only one day later, Hai Mo Yan actually felt that someone was refining his Xuantian Divine Brush, and now he couldn't sit still anymore.

Xuantian Divine Pen and his baby son Hai Ye Ling are both the lifeblood of Hai Mo, and now someone dares to hit them with their ideas, which is simply killing him.

Following his own induction of the Xuantian Divine Brush, no matter how far away he was, Hai Mo Yan could track the past.

Along the way, Hai Mo Yan was almost always on the road at full speed, and the speed was even several grades stronger than that of the Zhou Cruise.

It only took eight days for Hai Mo Yan to rush to the place where the sea night was fighting fiercely with the three sects of Sichuan.

Hai Chengzong and the others, who were waiting for Hai Moyan here, hurriedly greeted them when they saw the patriarch coming.

Hai Chengzong was about to direct the direction of Hai Yeling's pursuit to Hai Moyan, who had already disappeared in a flash, leaving only one sentence: "You wait to immediately rush to uproot the Great Wisdom Holy Sect, and don't let anyone go!"

Liurenzi is a person from the Great Wisdom Holy Sect, and the other party actually dares to snatch his Hai family's Xuantian magic pen, which is simply a crime that deserves death. Hai Mo Yan was furious, and directly angered the Great Wisdom Holy Sect.

There are only a few Divine Realm Realm cultivators in the Great Wisdom Holy Sect, and the more than ten Divine Realm powerhouses of the Hai family have attacked and killed the past, which is definitely enough to destroy the sect.

"Let's go, let's go to the Great Wisdom Holy Sect!" Hai Chengzong greeted everyone and said murderously.

The induction between Hai Mo Yan and the Xuantian Divine Pen became stronger and stronger, and it was obvious that this treasure was not far from him.

This made Hai Moyan's nervous mood finally relax a little. His own treasure Hai Mo Yan couldn't be clearer, it was the power of the Immortal Realm, and it was wishful thinking to refine it in a short period of time.

The only thing Hai Mo Yan is worried about now is the sparkling sea, and he still can't feel the breath of his beloved son, which makes him faintly have a bad premonition in his heart.

"Liurenzi, you'd better pray that you don't hurt a single hair of my hair, otherwise I will definitely drain your soul and refine your soul, so that you can't die in endless pain!" Hai Mo thought viciously.

After a few hours, Hai Mo Yan could almost determine the exact location of the Xuantian Divine Pen.

In two or three hours at most, he would be able to catch up with the six sons who were refining the Xuantian Divine Brush.

For intercepting the enemy, Hai Mo Yan can be said to be full of confidence. At the beginning, it took him nearly a year to refine the Xuantian Divine Brush, and it was impossible to refine it in a few days.

Hai Mo Yan now only hopes that his beloved son Hai Ye Ling can be safe and sound, otherwise even if he crushes the bones of Liurenzi and scatters ashes, it will be useless.

It was getting closer and closer to the Xuantian Divine Brush, but at the same time, Hai Mo Yan also found that his sense of it was getting weaker and weaker.

This shows that the mark that belongs to him on the pen of Xuantian is being quickly erased, and it is blessed with the imprint of others.

The Xuantian Divine Pen was the treasure of Hai Moyan's life, which made the anger in his heart more and more intense, and he raised the escape technique to the extreme, trying his best to hurry.

At the same time, Hai Mo Yan stretched his divine sense to the limit, wanting to lock on to the enemy as soon as possible.

Finally, Hai Mo Yan saw his Xuantian Divine Brush, and at the same time, he also saw the person who was refining it.

The other party turned out to be not Liurenzi, but a young man with silver hair!

Looking around, there is no trace of the sea at all.

Whoever dares to covet his Xuantian Divine Pen will have to die!

The murderous aura on Hai Moyan's body was rolling and tumbling, and the surrounding airspace made people feel as if they were trembling.

Just as Hai Mo Yan rushed to the Xuantian Divine Pen with all his might, the connection between him and the treasure was suddenly interrupted.

This meant that the damn silver-haired young man had completely erased all the refining marks he had worked so hard to leave on the Xuantian Divine Pen, and the treasure had no connection with him from now on.

No, the Xuantian Magic Pen is my sea ink pen, and no one can take it away!

The sea ink is like a madman, eager to tear the enemy to shreds in no time.

But at this moment, the silver-haired young man suddenly shook his figure, and together with the Xuantian Divine Brush, he disappeared into the Divine Consciousness of Hai Mo.

"What!"

Hai Moyan's eyes widened, his expression froze, and his speed slowed down a little.

Although he hadn't completely seen the silver-haired young man's cultivation with a quick glance just now, he could be very sure that the other party had definitely not entered the second step of the Holy Realm.

How could such an ant be able to refine his Xuantian Divine Pen in such a short period of time?

In a flash of blood, Hai Mo's body disappeared in place again.

In order to catch up with the enemy, he even did not hesitate to use the Blood Escape Holy Technique, doubling his speed.

A moment later, Hai Moyan's figure appeared in the place where he had found the Xuantian Divine Pen before.

At this time, the silver-haired young man was nowhere to be seen.

However, after all, Hai Mo Yan is a half-step realm powerhouse, which is not difficult for him.

"Space law power, this kid actually has such a high spatial artistic conception!" Hai Moyan's pupils shrank, and he was shocked again.

He keenly captured the aura of spatial law power that remained around him, and there was no doubt that the silver-haired young man had used his spatial magic power to quickly escape just now.

"So what?" Hai Moyan snorted coldly in his heart.

Others may chase here, and the clue will be broken, but he won't!