"Babata, then you also give him the secret method inheritance of the Meteorite Star Vein, in case he is really..." Luo Feng couldn't help but say.

Babata grinned: "Don't worry, the core inheritance of the Falling Ink Star lineage, I naturally can't give it to him." Actually, the main reason I did this was to put a subordinate intelligence by his side and keep an eye on him at all times. If he is really taken away by the creatures in the universe, sooner or later he will show his flaws. ”

At the same time, Peng Wu, who left the spaceship and went straight to the surface, heard the conversation between Babata and Luo Feng, but couldn't help but shake his head and smile and said secretly in his heart: "This Babata is worthy of being an intelligent life that has lived for a long time, and it is really quite cunning. In fact, he guessed well, but he didn't expect that I was not from other beings in the universe, but from other worlds who took away Peng Wu!"

"I know that Baba Ta didn't give me all the inheritances of the Falling Ink Star so easily, but the inheritances he gave me should be enough for me to use temporarily," Peng Wu, who was thinking so in his heart, was still in a good mood at this time. With the inheritance that Babata had given him, he would be able to have more knowledge and awareness of the vast and vast world of Devouring the Starry Sky.

Turning his head and looking down at the black arm guard on his arm, Peng Wu, who groaned slightly, took it off and put it into the storage ring.

...

In Africa, deep in the Sahara Desert, a dust storm swept through, but at the heart of the storm, a fiery red could be faintly seen.

If you get closer, you can see that it is a sea of fire formed by a blazing flame, and the flames rise to distort the surrounding space a little. And in the center of the flames, a figure could be faintly seen sitting quietly.

After a while, when the sand and dust had passed and the flames were slowly converging, Peng Wu, who was sitting cross-legged, also slowly opened his eyes and muttered to himself: "Obtaining the martial artist inheritance of the Falling Ink Star vein has given me some understanding of the cultivation system of this world, and now I have finally reached the ninth level of the realm." As for the law of fire, I have already started and have a deep understanding. In terms of strength, I stepped into the stellar star two years ago. In terms of strength, I'm afraid that no one in the stellar star will be my opponent, right?"

"I really didn't expect that my Chaos Golden Body, cultivating in this world, would be able to improve the genetic level. Now I'm afraid that the genetic level is comparable to some special life, right?" looked down at his faintly pale golden skin, shook his hand and punched out Peng Wu, who made the surrounding space slightly vibrate and distort, and couldn't help but squint and smile at the corner of his mouth: "It's July 2059 now, and the golden-horned giant beast should have been born, right?" ”

As he spoke, Peng Wu's figure turned into a flame streamer and flew towards the east, and disappeared into the eastern sky in the blink of an eye.

With Peng Wu's current strength as a primordial god, he was able to explore almost half of the world by releasing the power of his divine consciousness with all his might, so it was naturally very easy to find the golden-horned giant beast and rush straight to where the golden-horned giant beast was.

Deep at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean, in a wide trench, there are no sea monsters around, only about 100 meters long, with black scales all over the body, and golden markings on the horns, the markings spread along the scales on the head, neck, and back, and a layer of golden markings is integrated into its back, and even the dense golden markings also scatter a few golden markings from the back to the wings, and then divide a number of markings to the limbs and claws of the mysterious monster.

Suddenly, the sea water shook, causing the mysterious monster to wake up suddenly, and a pair of dark golden eyes looked at Peng Wu, who suddenly appeared in a black windbreaker in the sea not far away, and couldn't help but let out a low roar.

"Golden Horn Giant Beast, feeling the breath, it seems to be the appearance of the seventh or eighth order of the planetary level," Peng Wu, who squinted at the Golden Horn Giant Beast, whispered lightly at the corner of his mouth, and an invisible divine sense fluctuation emanated from his body, invading the Golden Horn Giant Beast's body: "Don't worry, I won't kill you, just think about your memory." ”

"Sure enough, the soul of the Golden Horn Giant Beast is not in the head, but in a transparent crystal ball with a diameter of twenty centimeters in the body, this is its life core, and its defense is quite strong, but unfortunately it is useless," Peng Wu's divine sense invaded the Golden Horn Giant Beast's body, and when it was slightly hindered, it invaded the life core of the Golden Horn Giant Beast, quickly saw through its soul, and began to read the memories in the soul.

"Uhhh There was a low roar of pain from his mouth, and the unicorn and the golden markings on its back were all golden horned beasts that lit up with golden light, trembling slightly, and the golden light on their bodies dimmed, motionless as if their breath was gone.

Peng Wu, who was hanging in the water with his eyes closed, was also motionless, quickly accepting the inheritance memory information of the Golden Horn Giant Beast.

The mysterious special secret method, the information of various living beings in the universe, the information of various metals, and the text information... and other kinds of knowledge, illustrated and illustrated, flashed in Peng Wu's mind as quickly as a movie. With his powerful divine sense, he quickly memorized. This record is more than a month.

"Whew.." After a full month and eight days, Peng Wu, who breathed a sigh of relief, slowly opened his eyes, with a trace of exhaustion on his face, remembering the inheritance information of the Golden Horn Giant Beast was too draining.

After closing his eyes for a while, Peng Wu, who had recovered some of his spirit, opened his eyes and glanced at the golden-horned giant beast that was still motionless, and then his figure disappeared in an instant.

After Peng Wu left, the golden-horned giant beast opened its eyes in a daze as if it had just woken up, shook its head with a look of doubt in its eyes, and then felt very hungry, as if it hadn't eaten for a long time. The golden-horned beast, which didn't think much about it, hurriedly began its hunting journey, and it wanted to eat and fill its stomach.

...

On April 16, 2060, in Hongning Base City, in the extreme training camp, on the martial arts training ground in the courtyard of Peng Wu's residence, a young man who looked fifteen or sixteen years old and was wearing a practice uniform was practicing knife skills with two scimitars. Its figure was flickering, like catkins, leaving afterimages on the martial arts training ground, and the scimitar in his hand turned into phantoms to tear the space, and the whole person seemed to turn into a gust of wind.

Next to the martial arts training ground, Peng Wu, who was sitting on a recliner and slowly sipping tea, couldn't help but nod with satisfaction as he watched his son practice swords. It is now 2060, and his son Peng Yue is thirteen years old, and his strength has reached the peak level of the God of War under his own training, and his sword skills have almost no opponents among the God of War.

A thirteen-year-old peak god of war powerhouse, Peng Yue's reputation as a genius is not inferior to Luo Feng. Almost all the martial artists who knew and understood him believed that he would definitely be able to become a god-of-war level existence in the future.

And Peng Yue has been working hard for this goal, constantly demanding himself strictly, and practicing knife skills desperately. Every day, he basically spent hours pondering his sword skills, and even often went to the wilderness area to find powerful lord-level monsters to hone his sword skills.

"Dad, do you want to taste the freshly washed fruit?" A crisp and smiling voice came, and when he turned his head to look at Peng Wu, he saw a beautiful girl who looked twelve or thirteen years old walking over with a large plate of various fresh fruits, it was his eleven-year-old daughter Peng Li. Peng Li, who has now reached the level of a high-level warrior, although he is already considered a demon among martial artists, is still a little worse than his more demonic brother Peng Yue.

Peng Li, who had placed the fruit on the table next to the recliner where Peng Wu was sitting, turned his head and shouted to Peng Yue, who was still practicing his sword: "Brother, stop and rest for a while! Come and eat some fruit." ”

"Dad, when do you think I'll be able to step into the planetary level, why is it so difficult to break through?" Peng Yue, who put away the knife, walked over and couldn't help frowning and asked Peng Wu.