The Age of Universal Gods: My God is the Big Boss of the Heavens

Su Lin naturally would not explain that the deep meaning of his doing this was to improve his control over other worlds.

At present, it is extremely time-consuming to rely solely on sacrifices to improve his permission, so Su Lin can only find another way.

In this case, Su Lin thought of the Python World that was infected by the abyss and was about to fall.

In fact, it is not difficult for Su Lin to simply want to clean up the Python World. He has the permission of the world and can do it by spending a little divine power or directly sending his own family.

But there is not much benefit in doing so. It is better to completely open the Python World.

Since the Python World is already full of the power of the abyss, when it is connected to other worlds, other worlds will naturally sense the existence of the abyss power.

Although these abyss powers are definitely not enough to harm other worlds, those worlds do not know this.

For any world, the abyss is a natural enemy. Anyone who has a connection with it may face the fall.

When the world is threatened, it will naturally look for ways to survive. At this time, a great true god who is being worshipped by the creatures in the world stands in front of it. What choice do you think these worlds will make?

This is also the best way Su Lin thought of to use the power of the abyss. Instead of consuming divine power to clean up the entire crazy python world, it is better to spend a little divine power to reward his believers.

"Establish contact with each world. Please set up an area for each group member. The world channel will be opened in the corresponding area!"

Accompanied by the prompt sound of the chat group of the heavens, many friends did not have time to think about it, and chose the place they thought was suitable to open the world channel.

After the selection, under Su Lin's control, a huge void began to tremble in each world.

Twisted and condensed, everything in that area was shattered by the violent space force.

Then a space vortex mixed with blood and darkness appeared between heaven and earth.

The space vortex like a black chrysanthemum exuded a terrifying breath from the inside to the outside.

Many friends felt that their world seemed to tremble.

Curious people looked inside along the space channel, and they seemed to be able to see countless abstract pictures.

That was the phantom of the Anaconda world, and countless terrifying abyss creatures were watching the world channel that suddenly appeared.

Looking at those terrifying figures, everyone was a little bit expectant in their hearts, and they could get God's grace by killing the abyss creatures.

In their opinion, this would be a rare opportunity.

Moreover, the Anaconda world was so huge, and Yang Fuming and his team had less than 10,000 people. In this case, they cleared the relevant areas and naturally they were under their own management.

This was simply the best opportunity to open up new territory, and a brand new world had begun.

Under this stimulation, many group members gathered their strength, and the most efficient one was naturally the modern Wandering Earth world.

Under the leadership of Liu Peiqiang, thousands of warriors wearing exoskeleton armor had gathered together.

MOSS's voice rang in their ears: "According to the calculation of the Mad Python World, its internal energy concentration is thirty times that of the Wandering Earth World. Cultivating in it will naturally be twice as effective with half the effort. In order to open the cultivation era and obtain the grace of the great God of the Heavens, clean up that world!"

Hearing MOSS's words, everyone looked at Liu Peiqiang, who was shining with light. Although MOSS spread a lot of cultivation techniques, not many people really got started, and Liu Peiqiang was one of them.

After seeing Liu Peiqiang's combat power far beyond ordinary people after practicing Zhang Sanfeng's improved high martial arts, and his life span of 200 years after calculation, no one could resist this temptation.

So as the world channel stabilized, they rushed into the Mad Python World without hesitation.

On the other side, Zhang Zhenren of the Wudang Sect had also summoned all the martial arts masters to prepare to open a new world.

"Everyone, it is our duty to slay demons and monsters. There must be a place for our world of Yitian Tulong in the world of Crazy Python!"

Under the leadership of Master Zhang, many martial arts masters drew their weapons and rushed into the world channel.

Not to mention Ying Zheng and Chong Zhen at this moment. They didn't have much else in their hands, but they had a lot of troops. However, after seeing the horror of the world of Crazy Python with their own eyes, they did not immediately send a large-scale army, but selected the best of the best and each selected 10,000 military masters to enter the world channel.

In the shelter that had been cleared, Yang Fuming and the soldiers in the shelter had already made preparations.

They looked at the world channel that had just appeared in front of them with great expectation. The hope of clearing this world was in the hands of the worlds on the other side.

Seeing groups of people stepping out of the world channel, Yang Fuming immediately led everyone to receive and settle them.

Of course, for the poor world of Crazy Python, this kind of reception and settlement is nothing more than randomly marking out a piece of open space for the people of each world to deal with themselves.

Suddenly, the shelter was bustling with activity. The survivors who had only heard of the names of the various worlds finally saw the people from other worlds.

Modern warriors with exoskeletons, martial arts masters dressed elegantly and agilely, the well-armed and disciplined Ming iron army, the iron-blooded and powerful Qin warriors, the elusive ninjas, the chaotic and free pirates, the huge soul beasts, and the various illusory but beautiful fairies and ghosts.

"Are these the people of the Ten Thousand Worlds? They look so powerful. They won't occupy our world, will they?" Some survivors sighed while swallowing their saliva.

"Do you think our world is still there? We only have 10,000 people. Isn't it great to be able to build our world into a gathering point for the Ten Thousand Worlds? Think about those permanent neutral countries in the previous life. They are not so powerful, but at least their citizens live comfortably." Some knowledgeable people have begun to explain the development path of the next Anaconda World.

While everyone in the Anaconda World was talking about it, Yang Fuming and many group friends had gathered in front of the altar that had been built in the Anaconda World.

They knelt on the ground and began to pray to the God of the Heavens, and reported to him the current situation of the gathering of various forces.

Along with the prayer, a magnificent figure appeared above the shelter. After seeing the sacred figure, everyone knelt on the ground involuntarily.

"Praise the great God of the Heavens!"

After everyone prayed, Su Lin lightly tapped the altar.

In an instant, a colorful space channel appeared on the altar.

"To facilitate the cleansing of the world by believers, I have opened the space channel. Each world can choose an area to clean up. The blood essence obtained from the cleansing can be exchanged for divine grace on the altar!"

As Su Lin's figure disappeared, various forces entered the space channel under the leadership of their leaders.

Yang Fuming looked at the altar in the center of the shelter with shining eyes.

"I seem to be getting rich. With such a gathering point, I can support all the survivors just by building a shop for rent!"