He never expected that the young man he picked up on the way would be so crazy that even Yan Beizhi's relatives would dare to take action.
Even the head was cut off, how terrible!
What kind of person is Yan Beizhi?
Their dealership is something you can't afford to mess with.
At this moment, how dare the driver dare to continue driving the ox cart towards the territory of the soul-hunting clan?
This used to be no different from committing suicide.
"Um?
Why not move on?"
Lin Tianyou looked at the coachman and asked calmly.
"This young master, if you kill him, how can I dare to join the soul-hunting clan?
Yan Beizhi is a powerful ghost and god, if he gets angry, all of us in the car will be dead."
The coachman's tone contained complaints about Lin Tianyou, and he gave a bitter reply.
"In this case, then return the spirit beads to me."
Lin Tianyou didn't mind either.
After all, not everyone is brave enough.
This coachman is timid, he can understand.
"this……"
When he heard that he wanted to return the middle-grade spiritual pearl, the coachman hesitated again.
If he drives a bull cart all his life, he will probably only earn as much as one medium-grade spirit bead.
Now as long as he can bring Lin Tianyou to the territory of the soul hunting clan, he can obtain two middle-grade spiritual beads.
It can be said that it saved him hundreds of years of struggle in his life.
There are several sons in his family who are quite qualified.
If you use the middle-grade spirit beads to train your sons, you might be able to produce a few top-notch middle-level ghosts and gods.
After some inner thinking.
The driver decided to give it a try.
"Young Master, I was just afraid and said the wrong thing. Don't be offended.
Now that I have received your spirit bead, of course I will finish the matter to the end.
Sit tight and I will continue driving!"
After the driver finished speaking, he sat back in front of the carriage and continued to drive the bull forward.
Lin Tianyou smiled slightly, it turned out that people died for money and birds died for food.
For the sake of a medium-grade spiritual bead, he even dared to go to the territory of the soul-hunting clan.
He shook his head, stopped talking, put away the box containing the man's head, and continued to take a nap with his eyes closed.
Everyone in the car was afraid of Lin Tianyou, and no one caused trouble on the road.
Those people with evil intentions who wanted to steal Lin Tianyou's spirit beads before were even more fortunate that they did not take action, otherwise the end would have been miserable.
Three hours later, the driver parked the car at the foot of a mountain in the territory of the soul-hunting clan.
He didn't dare to move on, so he asked Lin Tianyou if it was okay.
Lin Tianyou doesn't care.
As long as he can get there, that's fine.
After paying the second middle-grade spirit bead, the driver fled in the bullock cart as fast as a dog had driven him away.
He was afraid that if he stayed longer, Yan Beizhi would notice him.
"You guys go back to Feijian first.
Too many people will make it difficult for me to move."
Lin Tianyou said to several flying sword spirits.
"yes!"
The six little guys agreed in unison.
They returned to their respective flying swords in an instant.
When their master calls them, they come out to fight.
Lin Tianyou took out the Soul Hunter Emperor's token.
After adding soul power to this token, you can know where the soul-hunting people are.
Soon, a light flashed out from the token, pointing eastward.
Then the light disappeared.
In other words, the soul-hunting clan is currently somewhere in the east.
As soon as his figure moved, he was already galloping towards the east like a strong wind.
His speed was incredibly fast, and in less than a few seconds, he had reached the nearest hill to the east.
He stood on a huge hill on a hill and looked around.
"The guidance given by the token is too vague. Where are the soul-hunting people hiding?"
Lin Tianyou poured soul power into the token again, but it had no effect.
He couldn't find the location for a while, which made him a little anxious.
"You six, come out!"
Since there was no good way, Lin Tianyou had no choice but to call out the six flying sword spirits again.
"Owner!"
Six little guys appeared in an instant, six pairs of eyes staring at Lin Tianyou.
"Memorize the soul power aura on this token.
Then you search along this area. If you encounter anyone with the same soul power as the one on this token, return immediately and report to me.
Remember, you are not allowed to fight with others, let alone be discovered by others."
Lin Tianyou ordered.
"Remember!"
The little guys suddenly became playful.
They regarded Lin Tianyou's mission as a game. After memorizing the soul power auras on the tokens, they flew in different directions.
About half an hour later, the boss of Feijianling sent a message.
Said that he had discovered the other party's traces.
Lin Tianyou grinned, "The first general under Rain Master Xuan Ming?
Today will be your end!"
He stepped heavily on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his whole body rose into the sky, flying towards the location of the boss of Fei Sword Spirit.
At this moment, in a basin in the mountains, the empty ground was surrounded by bonfires.
A group of people eat large pieces of meat and drink from large bowls here.
He looked very happy.
Near the bonfire, there were several young and old people tied up.
They fell to the ground, all covered with blood.
One of them even had an arm broken, his face was pale, and he was so weak that he might die at any time.
But the way he looked at this group of people eating meat and drinking wine was full of hatred.
These kidnapped people are all elders and disciples of the soul-hunting clan.
The person with a broken arm is the second young master of the Soul Hunter clan, Soul Hunter Qing.
The few people around the campfire all looked depressed. They felt that they were dead and no one could save them.
Their master, Yin Tianzi, has not come back for tens of thousands of years, and he may have even forgotten that there are still men from their soul-hunting clan.
As the generals under the supreme command, they are really pitiful.
Others are relying on their supreme power to achieve unlimited glory, but they have to keep their tail between their legs.
But even if they keep their tail between their legs, they still suffer the genocide of others.
The soul-hunting clan originally had thousands of direct descendants.
Now there are less than ten people left.
They had no idea where they had offended Xuan Ming, and why they would be slaughtered by Xuan Ming so crazily.
I just feel that the soul hunting clan is really pathetic.
"Hunter Qing, are you okay?"
Everyone was still depressed, and the old man from the Soul Hunting Clan, who was also the great elder of the Soul Hunting Clan, asked the young man with a broken arm with a worried look on his face.
"I'm fine. It's just because of my fault that everyone was discovered. I'm sorry for everyone!"
Hunter Qing spat out a mouthful of blood, with remorse and anger on his face.
"No, this is my fault. If I hadn't been anxious to see if the Soul Hunter Emperor's friend would show up, I wouldn't have been hunted down by them.
You were discovered by Xuan Ming’s people just because you came out to save me.”
The old man blamed himself endlessly.
If he hadn't been too anxious about Lin Tianyou's appearance, he wouldn't have killed all the clan members hiding in the cave.