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Chapter 130 Using Ancient Cold Weapons Against Immortal Cultivators?
Soft light filters through the light curtains and casts on the writing desk.

A photo of Fang Xiaoling was printed on a thin A4 paper, as if she was standing in a colorful dream.

The boy with short blue hair used a quill to lightly draw a circle on the picture.

"Hello Alexander!" The shrunken Fang Xiaoling stood on the A4 paper and greeted him enthusiastically, "The weather is nice today, do you plan to go out to play? Staying at home often will be boring, young people need time Remind yourself not to be a slave to technology."

"I don't want to go out, sister Xiaoling, can you tell me your story again?"

"You have heard it 15 times, and the system shows that you have completely remembered my story."

"I know, but I just want to hear it!" Alexander looked at her excitedly, "Every time I hear the story of the Rainbow Queen, I feel that I will be more motivated to learn!"

"Alright Alexander, but remind me again, I'm just a smart page system, not the real Rainbow Queen, don't get too involved~"

"Ok!"

A three-dimensional picture of the rainbow corridor appeared on the A4 paper. The translucent projection Fang Xiaoling walked into the corridor, raised her head and said: "In 2135, 23-year-old Fang Xiaoling was promoted to the Rainbow Queen and began to manage the rainbow corridor, just as you can see This place, in fact, its official name should be called the Space-Time Administration, and it is one of the most important internal departments of the Tower Headquarters..."

Alexander stared intently at the picture on the paper, unknowingly reveling in it again.

"I must be admitted to the Space-Time Administration, and I can travel to any space-time in the future!"

The projection on the paper Fang Xiaoling stood still and looked up at him with her arms crossed, "I have reminded you many times that the actual work of the Space-Time Administration is not as easy as you imagine. Its departmental responsibilities are:

[-]. Implement the guidelines, policies and regulations of the Tower General Administration on time-traveling work; organize and formulate mission strategies and plans for high-level traversers in the tower, supervise all high-level traversers, and guide the time-traveling action specifications of the entire tower department.

[-]. Responsible for time-space round-trip statistics, information guidance, and reminders of necessary materials for traveling through a certain time-space for high-level traversers.

[-]. Regularly sort out the timeline, participate in voting on the adjustment plan of the "General Outline of the World Timeline Main Volume" and the revision of related official history..."

boom!
The brain was buzzing, like a thread piercing the eardrum, Alexander's body suddenly fell downwards, and the room was swallowed by darkness, like an abyss.

He could only look at the A4 paper that was getting farther and farther away, and he could vaguely see the seven-color light in the projection.

"Help me..." Alexander stretched out his hand.

In the darkness, someone grabbed him.

"Alexander! Wake up!"

"Captain James?" Alexander looked around in surprise, the voice seemed to come from a dark vortex.

He made sure his eyes were open, but at the same time, he knew he had to open them again.

"Wake up! Do you hear me?! I can only give you 5 seconds!"

With the countdown in his ear, Alexander bit off his tongue in his sleep.

He woke up in pain, the roar was endless, and the shattered ice fell from the light above into the crack of the ground where he was.

"Sorry Captain, I was attacked by surprise." He looked up at James who was pulling himself up and explained, "There are too many enemies!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Fly up by yourself." After speaking, James let go of his hand, which turned into a flash of lightning and disappeared instantly.

Alexander became serious, and put his palm on the quill pattern printed in the center of the black short sleeve, and a pair of white wings grew instantly behind him.

Flying into the mid-air on the ice, the blazing warm current rushed over instantly, and at the same time, several holes were pierced through his wings by ice thorns.

He looked around in a daze, unable to tell where the source of the attack was coming from.

"Ice Flower Art!"

Xindan, who was flying towards Yujian, chanted a mantra, and sparkling ice flakes condensed in the air. With Xindan's outstretched palm, those ice flakes quickly spun and flew in the direction of Alexander.

A flash of lightning hit the ice flake instantly, and the subsequent electric current formed a chain reaction. The ice flake seemed to be frozen, and fell like a leaf after a second.

Only then did Alexander frantically pat the quill pattern on his chest, and transformed into a steel shield in his hand.

He looked at the man covered in lightning in front of him, and shouted, "Captain James! Don't worry about me, I can handle it!"

"What a fool! Are you using ancient cold weapons to deal with cultivators?! This is the result of your training?!"

"Ah, no, I'm just using this to resist temporarily!" After finishing speaking, Alexander patted his chest again, the shield in his hand turned into a giant rocket launcher, and his arm was instantly sank, "Captain! open!"

Alexander flapped the wings on his back and carried the bazooka onto his shoulders with great effort, but the captain and immortal cultivator in front of him were gone.

There was an ear-piercing sound behind him, and he looked back, only to find that the knife in James's hand emitted a strong electric current, splitting the flying ice in two.

"You tail of the crane, get out of the way!" James turned into lightning, flashed to his side, pushed him away, and the two ice dragons in the air staggered towards James' body.

"Be careful!" Alexander watched nervously, and saw that the electric current wrapped around James was suddenly released, and the two ice dragons were less than half a meter away from James, suddenly frozen, and then fell like ice sculptures. The battlefield that fell to the ground shattered into ice.

"Don't get in the way in the air, go to the ground to fight, the guys there are weaker!"

"Really? The unknown life is going crazy!" A pig-faced demon jumped into the air, and chopped two kitchen knives at James' head, "Julian, please..."

Before the pig-faced demon could finish speaking, he was shot down by a flash of lightning from James' fingertips, and fell heavily on the ice, clutching the hole in his shoulder, howling in pain.

"Julian!" Xin Dan frowned. Not to be outdone, she chanted the spell again, and seeing that an electric current was coming, she immediately changed her offense to defense, "Ice Shield Art!"

Before she finished speaking, Xindan felt a strong energy rushing into her body, and the ice shield she held in her hand began to melt rapidly, and her whole body was as if she had been acupunctured.

"I only ask once, where did you hide Fang Xiaoling?" James' figure flickered in front of Xin Dan, and slowly raised his electric palm.

"What spirit? I can't understand the nonsense of you unknown beings!" Xin Dan gritted his teeth and stared at him, "The inspectors you sent are really useless. I was tricked by the leader, so I moved in to rescue the soldiers!"

"Still talking nonsense and pretending to be garlic." James' eyes flashed coldly, and the lightning in his palm hit Xindan's head, "This is the fate of helping those who escape!"

James' body turned in a circle in the air, and the moment he shot, the opponent suddenly disappeared.

"What kind of skill is bullying a woman?"

James heard the sound and looked behind him. A man wearing black-rimmed glasses floated in the air and snapped his fingers lightly.

(End of this chapter)