Chapter 609 Demon God! Come Back! The Asura Realm Needs You
The shops on the street are closed early, and the usual lively street markets are now filled with layers of darkness.
Occasionally, I pass by a few houses and see the dim light coming from it.
The night is dark and the mist spreads on the street. If you are an ordinary person, you must feel that the road is difficult to walk.
But it has no effect on Ye Siming.
The darker the sky, the more he is like a fish in water.
The sound of horse hooves passed by the bluestone path, and the crows living on the dead trees flew away, causing a series of dull cry.
Ye Siming pursed his lips: "It's okay if the little thing is not here, otherwise he would have been yelling to be scared."
When he thought of Gu Nuoer, he couldn't help but chuckled twice.
The sound of horse hooves shook the quiet night, but on the empty streets, the echoes made the echo even more strange and lonely.
Ye Siming rode his horse to the location of West and East Street as he remembered.
The dark clouds in the sky are rolling, and the wind is gradually roaring, as if a heavy rain is coming.
Just as Ye Siming turned a corner, a shadow like black fog flashed quickly in front of him.
The road ahead is like leading to the abyss.
There is no light at all.
Ye Siming alertly strangled the horse and frowned slightly.
Soon, dark shadows flew past him from both sides.
"There are so many who don't know how to live or die." Ye Siming raised his long eyebrows lazily, showing a bit of unruly arrogance.
His slender knuckles were pressed against his sword at his waist.
When a black shadow tried to fly to him, Ye Siming suddenly drew his sword and slashed from top to bottom!
Ye Siming waved his sword freely, and the long sword was in his hand, with an invincible force, slashing all the shadows approaching into ashes!
The remaining black shadows gathered more and more, and on the dark road ahead, they became as high as a hill.
The young man slowly crossed his sword, and the sharp white cold sword body reflected Ye Siming's slightly red cold eyes.
He had just discovered that these were not what Bai Yi said at all.
It's more like a phantom.
Ye Siming was very familiar with this aura.
"Demon God...have you abandoned us?" It was obviously thousands of tones, but it gathered into a shrill question.
Ye Siming lowered the sword a few inches, and he looked coldly at the groups of black shadows floating in front of him as high as a hill.
The Zhongyuan Festival will make the imprisoned formation in the Shura Realm weak.
He was a person who broke free from the constraints during the Zhongyuan Festival.
These phantoms are also the most evil monsters he once ruled in the Shura realm.
Each of them is a very evil that scares the world.
Ye Siming Gao was sitting on the back of a horse, with a stern temperament, and his whole body seemed to exude a arrogant aura.
Thousands of voices gathered and spoke again: "Demon God! Come back! The Shura Realm needs you..."
He opened his lips gently: "I won't go back for the time being."
When the shadows heard this, they seemed to be stimulated and rushed towards him anxiously.
But he just got close to Ye Siming's range. Before he could take action, he was shattered by the huge and terrifying magic power on his body and turned into ashes.
Ye Siming thought of Gu Nuoer and smiled faintly: "When I have no worries, I will mention the matter back."
"Demon God--!" The black shadows gathered up, but they didn't dare to get close.
Ye Siming tightened the reins, his eyebrows and eyes were freely aroused, and he raised his "Hao"!
The dark shadows quickly retreated and made a way for him.
Ye Siming didn't look back and left with a whip.
The shadows gathered gradually dispersed until they turned into nothingness.
The streets returned to a faint darkness, as if nothing had happened just now.