After much deliberation, the nightmare was still unsure whether there was a fraud, and in a cautious manner, he pulled a longbow from his back. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He is the dream in Ahri's heart, born from the heart, all his existence is supported by Ahri's spiritual thoughts, the leader of the Hu people that Ahri has seen is pure in riding, playing with bows and eagles, and nightmares naturally have the same ability, and even because of the dream world, they are more proficient and more powerful.

He was not seen to take the arrow, the bowstring slowly opened, and a feathered arrow with a dark light spontaneously generated, and then suddenly shot out.

The moment the bowstring opened, Ahri tensed, every hair stood upright, and her pupils shrunk into pinpoint shapes.

This scene was all too familiar to her, the bow trembled, the arrows swirled, and every time there was a thunderclap, there must be a wail that followed, which meant the bloom of a blood flower, and also the withering of a life.

That's him!

This is it!

Ahri's mind was completely dominated by fear, and fear spread wildly in her heart, like weeds in the wasteland, and like wildfires in the grassland. The power of fear is like the overflowing waters of a river, surging and bursting its banks, spreading and dispersing in all directions.

"Ahh What a pure power, you seem to have begun to wait to accept me, longing for me! ”

Fear is the source of the nightmare's power and his most wonderful spiritual enjoyment, and the stronger the fear in Ahri's heart, the happier he will be, because in this way, he can possess Ahri more smoothly.

A desperate light emerged from Ahri's pupils, not that she didn't know how to dodge, but that she knew that she couldn't dodge the arrow.

"It would be nice if the ultimate was still there."

With the three-stage movement of the Soul Hook Attack, Ahri can easily dodge the lock-on of the arrows. However, what about after the three arrows?

It's a frustrating problem, but one that has to be faced.

Ahri unleashed the Orb of Deception, and the orb condensed by demonic power and the arrow condensed by mysterious power collided together, and the orb exploded with a bang, and the arrow was intact, not even slowing down the slightest bit.

However, the collision of the Fraud Orb caused the arrow to deviate slightly, and this difference made it more than ten centimeters wrong, and the arrow that should have pierced the heart was shot on the shoulder.

Yes!

Ahri screamed miserably, driven by the power of the arrow, her slender neck fell back, and ten thousand green silk also drew a graceful arc and threw it back. Her facial features were tightly wrinkled together, and her smooth eyebrows were twisted with the deep word "Chuan".

Pain, unspeakable pain! A thousand, ten thousand times more intense than the heaviest pain Ahri had ever experienced. After all, this is an arrow condensed by the power of nightmares, in addition to physical pain and mental trauma, the combination of the two is far beyond the limit of ordinary people's patience.

"Not dead?"

The nightmare felt a pang of regret in my heart, but it's nothing, just make up for it.

This arrow, he did not aim at Ahri's fatal point, but at Ahri's shoulders, hands and feet. Because the fear in Ahri's heart also rose when he was suffering, and the power he exuded was very useful to Nightmare, and he suddenly didn't want to kill Ahri so neatly, but tortured her in every way to take her last breath.

Yes, that's it!

Another arrow!

A blood flower bloomed again, and Alibaba, who was not far away, was heartbroken when he heard it, so he couldn't sleep even more.

"Hateful, why don't I have any combat power, why is the first thing I think of when I encounter something, it's all about running away. It was, it is, and it probably will be. If so, wouldn't I have been running away all my life, chased by nightmares? ”

Seeing Ahri's miserable appearance, Ali Baba had a kind of realization in his heart, he knew that Ahri's today was his tomorrow, if he continued to escape like this, sooner or later he would be chased by nightmares, contained, and then tortured continuously, and finally died.

It's not possible, it's certain, because the nightmare keeps growing and getting stronger, and sooner or later, it will ignore its own henchmen and pose a threat to itself.

If it is a human being, it will have seven emotions and six desires, greed, hatred, love and hatred, and it will inevitably produce inner demons, worries, horrors and other emotions, and all these are the basis for the survival and growth of nightmares.

However, it doesn't mean that you have the courage to face a nightmare and destroy it, just like Ahri, you can't beat it, you can't escape.

When ordinary people encounter Ali's desperate situation, they will inevitably wake up from a nightmare, gasp for breath, and then calm down a little bit, and even be able to turn their heads and continue to sleep, and then enter the dream, that is another world, another scene, even if the nightmare is chased, it will take time, and at that time, maybe you will have slept enough to wake up.

But Ahri won't, because she's in the world of dreams, and she won't wake up. And Ali Baba, the only one who could take her out of this dream, was about to pull out the few hairs on her head at this time.

Dead dead, really dead this time! The nightmare takes over Ahri's body, will it spare Alibaba? It's a pity that this is the world of dreams, where there is no way to go to the sky and no door to the ground.

"Hahaha, die!"

The nightmare gathers all his strength and suddenly shoots the last arrow!

The arrow was no longer condensed by the power of the nightmare, but with all the power of the nightmare, and he turned himself into an arrow that struck Ahri. He wants to erase Ahri's mind and take possession of Ahri's body.

Nightmare stretched out his hands flat, slowly raised, the light on his body faded and blurred little by little, and the naked eye could see thousands of wisps of power like smoke and mist poking out of his body, holding the arrows above his head, and with the convergence of the power of nightmares, the arrows became more and more condensed, more and more real, and a little bit exuded a sharp and sharp aura.

Shoot!

The arrows move suddenly, as if a meteor falls to the ground, and like a long rainbow through the sun, mighty and magnificent. This shot will inevitably penetrate Ahri's body and erase her spirit.

But at this moment, a blue-purple light appeared in front of Ahri.

The blue-purple light was as faint as a thin thread of silk, but in the next moment, it grew to the thickness of a little finger. It spirals and circles, emitting a majestic suction that distorts the space around it. Some spaces were overwhelmed, peeling off as quickly as if weathered, revealing a pitch-black hole.

The nightmare that had already ejaculated himself suddenly stopped, and he was suddenly shocked in his heart - sure enough, there was a backhand.

It's just that the arrow is on the string and has to be sent, not to mention that he has already shot himself, how can there be a turning arrow when he opens the bow, and the nightmare can only continue to shoot out indomitable even if he is unwilling in his heart.

The blue-purple whirlwind became more and more intense, this scene made Ahri stunned, and also made Ali Baba curse in his heart, I grass, since you have this kind of means of pressing the bottom of the box, why didn't you use it earlier, it caused me to scratch my hair out.