The skinny Lingyu stood in the crater and glanced down nonchalantly.

He wears simple pale blue trousers and a slightly shabby white shirt. Although he caught a glimpse of the golden boy walking towards him, he didn't care, just stretched lazily.

The two thin arms pulled the body back into a bow, the bones "rattled", and the outline of several protruding ribs was clearly printed on the shirt, giving it a malnourished and emaciated look.

This set of clothes was brought to him by Ling Xi when he arrived in the Demon Realm, but after going to the Demon Realm and the Human Realm, especially after fighting with Hei Yu a few times, this dress became worn out again, with holes in many places and uneven corners. But he didn't care, and he wouldn't change.

When the fighting spirit is not high, Lingyu looks lazily like a sleepy-eyed kitten, with soft light blue hair close to her ears, and a touch of melancholy in the depths of her eyes.

Who would have imagined that such a quiet-looking teenager would be the most cold-blooded and ruthless murderer in the Demon Realm, known as "Rain Yama".

Glancing at the blonde boy who had raised his head to look here after approaching, Lingyu saw a hint of "killing" determination in the eyes of the young man in the human realm.

He also had no intention of underestimating the enemy, so he moved the cloth bag that straddled his waist to his abdomen, tightened it again, and jumped off the crater. Since Ling Xi gave him this boxy bag, he hasn't seen him leave, and he has been carrying it everywhere he goes.

Yi Xin's expression did not show excitement like the trembling staff in his hand, but was unusually calm, with a serious face, and his handsome face showed a sense of old age that did not match his age.

He looked down at the dozens of demons standing opposite the volcano, and the corpses of the Pantheon magicians were scattered around them.

Especially the young man who jumped down from the high crater in one step and landed at the front of the team and slowly stood up, he only felt that this young man seemed familiar.

Suddenly, an inconspicuous drop of rain fell from the hot sky, and it was falling on Yi Xin's face. He stretched out his fingers and gently wiped them away, looking at the colorless droplets, feeling incredulous.

"How can it rain in such a hot place?"

However, a moment of wandering did not make him stay in his mind too much.

He thrust the volcanic stone staff into the ground, and the dark brown soil layer was broken, cracking a few tiny lines, and faintly saw that there seemed to be a dazzling fire flickering in the ground, and the boiling white mist "gurgling" out of the cracks.

At the same time, the Volcanic Stone Staff connected to the heat of the earth, and the energy flowing like lava became more powerful, and the crimson light flickered.

From time to time, bubbles and bursts of magma from the crater would cause a meteorite to pass through them, passing them and landing on the nearby sand, but they didn't care about the harsh environment.

Yi Xin faced the hot wind and said loudly:

"Guarding the Blade of the Godslayer, will you send a few of you? You, you, and you...... At first glance, I can't even bear a stick, I don't hide in the demon world to ask for more blessings, and I dare to come to the human world to spread wild, it's really too hard to weigh my own catties!"

His fingers tapped over in turn, and a dozen people were counted in a row, and the few filthy demons puffed out their chests in disbelief, baring their teeth.

"Another one who is not afraid of death has been sent to the door!Commander, let me kill him!" said one of the demons in the front row.

The demons who were pointed at by his finger couldn't hold back their anger, and immediately launched an offensive, running up in unison, roaring and scolding:

"Rampant Terrans! This will break you to pieces!"

"Don't be fooled by him," said a white-clothed demon who seemed to be the leader of the team, "he is distracting your combat power! This man's strength is stronger than the white-robed minions before him......

He seemed to have great sense, but his voice was too quiet, muffled by the noise of running, and he reached out in vain to the air, but he couldn't stop them.

"Hmph. ”

The corners of Yi Xin's mouth hooked slightly.

In the face of these demons, he just gently dodged in place, and walked freely through the siege formation formed by their fangs and claws. A staff slapped on the top of a demon's head, directly making his head bloom, and another staff slashed diagonally, and the demon next to him was slashed in the neck and thrown out of the distance.

Then with a cane, the bottom of the rod stabbed the lower abdomen of a demon who sneaked up from behind, and the demon coughed up a mouthful of blue blood, and the abdomen was deeply dented, and the intestines were probably shattered.

The last blow swept away, and the minions fell to the ground in pieces.

Yi Xin clapped his hands, and it was effortless to solve them.

The other demons, who hesitated and did not rush forward, flinched a little, and timidly discussed:

"That guy...... Is it really a human race? He can defeat the demons by fighting only in physical combat, this is impossible......"

Hand-to-hand combat,It has always been the strength of the demons with fangs and claws、Agile movements,In the extremely harsh living environment of the demon world,They rely on the instinct of fighting,Only from the giant mouth of the monsters to survive again and again,Step by step to the present。

Unexpectedly, today, in front of a mere human race, they were proud of their hand-to-hand combat, but they were defeated.

Looking at the young man in front of him with fine skin and tender flesh, but his strength was beyond imagination, the demons had the idea of retreating, and they also had a new definition of the human race that was originally only regarded as "food" in their hearts.

"Trash, just a face-to-face, scared like this?"

Yi Xin said.

Hearing these words in Lingyu's ears, it ignited his anger. Ling Yu's next words made these demon subordinates feel like they were in a yellow spring, and their souls were frightened.

He said coldly to the demon behind him who wanted to retreat:

"The bones are not there, and I don't bother to do it, otherwise I would have solved it myself if you were embarrassed on the battlefield. Pick for yourself, do you rush up and be killed by the enemy, or will you be killed by me?"

A fierce look was thrown at them, and the demons were so frightened that their legs went limp, and they fell to the ground.

They know who Lingyu is, and this "Rain Yama", whether it is killing enemies or comrades, will never be merciful.

Soon, the demons got up again and rushed forward with their eyes closed.

They have no fighting spirit, and they have no chance of winning, but they just want to die happily. If it falls into the hands of this "rain yama", it is inevitable that he will not be tortured to death.

As these minion demons rushed upwards one by one, a three-foot tall demon also walked up from behind.

His dark blue arms and chest were covered with spiked armor, and he held a mace in one hand. Standing out from the crowd of demons, the ground bouncing and trembling with every step.