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

Gradually, the attack of Xuantian Divine Pen finally subsided. Without the support of its master Shengyuan, it could not consume it forever even if it was hostile to people close. After all, it still needed to reabsorb the essence of heaven and earth to restore its own spiritual power.

After repeating this hundreds of times, Xuantian Magic Pen finally became honest and stopped launching an offensive against Cao Fan.

However, with the arrogance of Xuantian Divine Pen, Cao Fan would not allow him to enter it into the Ninth Level of the Supreme Realm. Cao Fan could only take advantage of the opportunity to approach the other party and start refining it.

In Fuyuncheng, a very luxurious and spectacular ancient temple in the Hai clan, a handsome face and noble temperament rushed out from it.

"Who dares to refine my Xuantian magic pen!" This noble person 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 Moshang among the "Three Dao and Five Saints".

Earlier, he received a very long-range message from his beloved son Hai Yelin and learned that he had the whereabouts of the Thunder Misty Ancient Palace, Hai Moshang wanted to rush over immediately. However, when he was practicing at the critical moment, if he forced himself to stop, he would suffer serious internal injuries, so he continued to practice.

Hai Moshang knew that his son had the Xuantian magic pen in his hand and the third-level peak teleportation talisman, so he would never have any trouble, so he planned to rush to meet him after he finished his merit.

As a result, only one day later, Hai Moshang felt that someone was refining his Xuantian magic pen, and now he could no longer sit still.

Xuantian magic pen and his precious son Hai Yelin are both the lifeblood of Hai Moshang. Now someone dares to put his ideas on them, which is simply a life of his life.

Following his sense of Xuantian Divine Pen, Hai Moshang can track it down no matter how far away the distance is.

Along the way, Hai Moshang was almost always rushing at full speed, and his speed was so fast that he was even several levels stronger than Zhou Youzhou.

In just eight days, Hai Moshang arrived at the place where Hai Yelin and the three Sichuan sects fought fiercely.

When Hai Chengzong and others who were waiting for Hai Moshang saw the clan leader coming, they hurriedly welcomed him.

Hai Chengzong was about to guide Hai Yelin's pursuit to Hai Moshang, who had already flashed and disappeared from the spot, leaving only one sentence: "You go and get uprooted the Great Wisdom Holy Sect immediately, and don't let anyone go!"

Liu Renzi is a member of the Great Zhisheng Sect. The other party dared to seize the Xuantian magic pen of the Hai family. It was a crime. Hai Moshang was furious and directly took his anger on the Great Zhisheng Sect.

The Great Wisdom Holy Sect only had a few cultivators in the Divine Realm Realm. The more than ten powerful men in the Hai family attacked and killed him, which was definitely enough to destroy him.

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

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

This made Hai Moshang's nervous mood finally relax. His treasure, Hai Moshang, knew very well, was the powerful in the eternal life, and it was a delusion to refine it in a short period of time.

The only thing Hai Moshang is worried about now is Hai Yelin. He still cannot sense the breath of his beloved son, which makes him feel a little bad premonition.

"Liu Renzi, you'd better pray that you didn't hurt me Lin'er's hair, otherwise I will definitely drain your soul and refine your soul, so that you can't die in endless pain!" Hai Moshang thought viciously.

After a few hours, Hai Moshang could almost determine the exact position of the Xuantian Divine Pen.

At most, he can catch up with Liurenzi, who is refining the Xuantian magic pen.

Hai Moshang was full of confidence in intercepting the enemy. It took him nearly a year to refine the Xuantian magic pen. It was impossible for him to refine it in just a few days.

Hai Moshang only hopes that his beloved son Hai Yelin can be safe and sound, otherwise even if he crushes Liurenzi's bones and throws them into ashes, it will be useless.

He was getting closer and closer to Xuantian Divine Pen, but Hai Moshang also found that his sense of induction with it was getting weaker and weaker.

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

Xuantian magic pen is Hai Moshang's treasure that he regards as life, which makes his anger even stronger. He upgraded his escape technique to the extreme and tried his best to rush forward.

At the same time, Hai Moshang extended his spiritual sense to the limit and wanted to lock the enemy as soon as possible.

Finally, Hai Moshang saw his Xuantian magic pen, and at the same time, he also saw the person who was refining it.

The other party was not Liu Renzi, but a young man with silver hair!

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

No matter who dares to covet his Xuantian magic pen, you will die!

The murderous aura on Hai Moshang's body rolled and the airspace around made people feel as if they were trembling.

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

This means that this damn silver-haired young man has completely erased all the refining marks he had worked hard on the Xuantian magic pen, and the treasure has no connection with him from now on.

No, the Xuantian magic pen is from me, Hai Moshang, and no one can take it away!

Hai Moshang looked crazy and wanted to tear the enemy to pieces immediately.

But at this moment, the silver-haired young man suddenly shook his body, and together with the Xuantian magic pen, he disappeared into Hai Moshang's spiritual consciousness.

"What!"

Hai Moshang widened his eyes, his expression became dull, and his escape speed slowed down a little.

Although he did not fully see the silver-haired young man's cultivation level in his quick glance just now, he was very sure that the other party had never entered the second step of the holy realm.

How could such an ant refine his Xuantian magic pen in such a short time?

With a flash of blood, Hai Moshang's body disappeared from the spot again.

In order to catch up with the enemy, he even used the Blood Escape Sacred Technique to double his speed.

A moment later, Hai Moshang's figure appeared at the place where he had discovered the Xuantian magic pen before.

At this time, the silver-haired young man had long been gone.

However, Hai Moshang is a powerful half-step Taoist realm after all, so this will not defeat him.

"The power of space law, this kid actually has such a high spatial artistic conception!" Hai Moshang's pupils shrank slightly, and he was shocked again.

He keenly captured the remaining aura of space law power around him. There was no doubt that the silver-haired young man used his space magic power to escape quickly.

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

Maybe if others chase this, the clues will be cut off, but Hai Moshang won’t!
Chapter completed!