Since civil aviation in this era is still in the era of DC-3 passenger aircraft, the aircraft's cruise speed is only 331km/h.

The plane took three times the time of modern times - seven hours, and only crossed more than 1,300 kilometers to reach Hongqiao Airport, Shanghai Stock Exchange, which was in the midst of the cold wind and cold rain.

Ten minutes later, Cao Yi, Ying Lin, Yang Huting, Li Wanhua and his group arrived at the airport exit, an unmanned waiting area.

Cao Yi looked up at the dark night sky just after seven o'clock, and asked casually: "When will the O'Connor and his wife arrive in the Shanghai Stock Exchange?"

“Tomorrow at 7pm”

Yang Huting replied immediately.

Obviously, the O'Connors' itinerary was completely within his control.

“Where do we live?”

Cao Yi asked again.

"This is Jiang Guangtou's territory, my identity is quite sensitive..."

Yang Huting is rarely a bit long-winded and has a low voice.

"where?"

Cao Yi interrupted Yang Huting.

"Shanghai Market Museum"

Yang Huting replied.

Same as the original plot.

Cao Yi said secretly.

"Our car is here"

Yang Huting said.

Two anti-Japanese war dramas often appear, with classic cars with small blue flags driving slowly from the cold and cold rain.

Yang Huting stepped forward and opened the car door.

Cao Yi was about to get on the car,

Boom!

A huge blue giant claw grabbed Ying Lin from the night rain. There were many golden scales on the surface of this giant claw, and black evil spirits continued to emerge, making people unable to guess what kind of species it was.

However, one thing is certain: if you catch Ying Lin, who has no magic power, you can definitely kill him instantly on the spot.

Cao Yi thought about it and blocked the earth walls that were tall one by one in front of Ying Lin.

"Clang"

With a loud bang, the giant claws hit the earth wall, and cracks more than half a foot long appeared.

"go"

Cao Yi whispered, and countless cold rain turned into countless sharp arrows in the world to rush towards the giant claws from all directions. With the dense banging sound, small holes as big as thumb appeared on the giant claws.

With a bang, the giant claws exploded and turned into a ball of black gas.

Crunched... A sound of seemingly biting something came from the black gas.

Rumbled, the black gas expanded, and a blood-colored giant claw emerged, bigger and faster than before, and had more evil energy. The goal was changed to Cao Yi.

A distance of several meters is reached in a flash.

Cao Yi pointed out with a point, and the power of the Wanhua Daojue surging out.

The blood-colored giant claws melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, landed and turned into a black fragment.

A shock came from a distance.

Then a vague figure sank into the endless darkness.

"Princess, are you okay?"

Yang Huting's concern came.

"I'm fine"

Ying Lin's voice also rang out.

Cao Yi turned around and happened to see Ying Lin walking out from behind the earth wall. Except for some water droplets on his face and hair, everything was normal.

"Tao Master, thank you"

Ying Lin said.

Cao Yi nodded, "It's fine if it's okay."

"Did she already know, send someone to kill me?"

Ying Lin's eyes were a little dim.

Cao Yi knew that Ying Lin was talking about Zi Yuan, so he shook his head gently: "It may not be sent by Zi Yuan."

Ying Lin showed doubts on her face.

...

Twenty minutes later.

On the banks of the Huangpu River with cold wind, there is a typical southern garden with rockery and small lakes, which are beautiful.

That day, Murohito, an old man with the same name as the deceased Emperor Meiji of Japan, hurried to a Japanese house, bent over and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, I have fought with the Taoist priest who killed Lu Sheng."

"He used a few incense sticks to break my husband's forbidden weapon."

A cold voice appeared in Muren's mind.

"He...he"

Muren hesitated.

"explain"

There was a hint of impatient voice.

Muruhito hesitated for a moment and said, "Less than five breaths."

“less than five breaths”

The sound is a bit unnatural.

"One more thing"

Muren wants to speak but stops.

"explain"

The sound returns to indifference.

"According to the latest information coming from Xi'an, the Taoist priest entered the Mausoleum of the First Emperor and enfeoffed the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. The body of the First Emperor is very likely to be in his hands."

Muren finished speaking.

With a bang, the door opened automatically and a huge statue of god appeared.

A stream of frost, several times colder than the weather outside, emerged from the statue of the gods. For a moment, the room was covered in white.

Even though Muren was a practitioner, he shivered with coldness.

A green light emerged from the statue, and then a phantom containing a huge soul energy appeared in front of the statue.

"His Majesty"

Muren couldn't bear the oppression from the soul and knelt down tremblingly.

The phantom walked out of the house step by step and gradually became solidified. He was an old man dressed in the Qin and Han Dynasties.

"In a flash, more than two thousand years will come, and Your Majesty will return to the world."

The old man, or Xu Fu, felt a little sad.

Muren crawled on the ground and said respectfully: "His Majesty Shenwu Emperor is the only emperor."

Xu Fu sneered, "I am just an insignificant minister before His Highness Emperor."

Muren said: "The former First Emperor was still the former First Emperor, and the former His Majesty is no longer the former His Majesty."

Xu Fu didn't say anything, as if he was trapped in memories.

Muren dared not disturb him.

About five minutes passed, Xu Fu asked, "How are you preparing for what you have prepared?"

"Everything is ready. When the Jiang family army and the Taoist priest both suffered losses, it is time for us to take action. The innate Five Elements Dao Body of Emperor First Emperor is His Majesty's possession."

Muren said confidently.

Xu Fu nodded slightly.

"Your Majesty, I also like a body."
To be continued...