Speaking of this, Zhong Ke raised his voice and roared loudly: "I don't think we will die first, I just regret it, I just feel sad, I feel sorry that the good situation planned by Fang Yun was ruined by you brainless thieves, this is really an opponent who is not afraid of gods, but a teammate like a pig!"

Falling short!

This is Zhong Keyi's most painful thing, seeing that the dawn of victory is ahead, but because of the team's own problems, there is a situation of falling short, which is a fact that he can't accept in his heart.

But the real situation was cruelly placed in front of him, losing Fang Yun's command, he and Mo Leng were seriously injured, the Seven Star Array collapsed, and Ouyang Pan, the little sword king with the strongest strength in the team, was not even the enemy of the Blood Moon Storm Bear.

This is a failure, a real failure!

Zhong Ke felt that blood was dripping in his heart!

......

At the time of the great changes in Moon Bear Mountain, on the top of the Forbidden City, a bronze reddish blood moon hung high, blooming with a magnificent mist-like blood light, enveloping the entire capital.

In the silent war room, a huge, blood-moon-like image also appeared on the quantum sensor.

Looking at this round of blood moon, everyone's heart is heavy.

After a long time, the general asked in a low and slightly vicissitudes of life, "Old Zhou, how is the latest situation?"

Professor Zhou cheered up, and immediately said with some discouragement: "Floods are raging everywhere, most of the southern regions have lost their quantum communication capabilities, and the southwest Dezhou, Shenlongjia and Bohai Penglai have lost contact, the situation is unknown, I don't know if the god-level Sanjiangyuan is still open, but it is only ......"

After two times in a row, Professor Zhou let out a long sigh and said softly: "At the moment when the blood moon shines and the red moon appears in the entire land of China, it may be at the last moment of the Sanjiangyuan, our monks will suffer heavy losses in an instant, first on the Kunlun side, the light of the god-level light gate is dim, and Zhong Keyi's quantum induction is much weaker, I am afraid that he has suffered a heavy blow, and ......"

Professor Zhou swept left and right, and said in a very low tone: "And Tianshan, which represents the strongest combat power in Huaxia, just now, lost the quantum induction of the Little Sword King, you see, our Z The most capable sensor, the six green dots that it could perceive, the strongest one, has disappeared into the blood moon in an instant, which means ......"

Professor Zhou did not say the final result. But everyone in the war room had already understood that Ouyang Pan, the little sword king who represented the strongest new generation combat power in Huaxia, had fallen into the fragments of Sanjiangyuan.

The opening of the source of the three rivers may fall short at the most critical last moment, after the appearance of the blood moon!

The opening up of the source of the three rivers may really be about to fail!

The situation inside is terrible.

It's not just that the six strongest green lights have disappeared, in fact, there are also two green lights that are dying and may be extinguished at any time, that is, in addition to Zhong Keyi, it is very likely that there is another warrior who suffered a heavy blow in an instant!

The only fighters who can really maintain their combat ability and have a quantum connection are Dongfang Yichen, a military soldier in the capital, and Zhishan, a great monk of Wutai Mountain.

I don't know how long the two of them can hold out in the source of the three rivers.

As long as the two of them do not fall in the end, there is the last ray of hope in everyone's hearts.

It's just that the powerful light of the blood moon makes everyone vaguely know in their hearts that hope may be just an extravagant hope, and failure may be just around the corner.

Everyone waited for two months in agony!

As a result, the god-level fragments have not yet completed the reclamation, the rainy season is coming, and the endless heavy rain has flooded many areas of the Chinese land, and the people who have just recovered from the wind of the Great Summer have suffered a catastrophe again.

The earth was in mourning.

At this moment, the fragments of the barren world of Sanjiangyuan, which are still open, pinned the last expectations of the upper echelons of Huaxia.

For more than two months, everyone connected to the quantum induction of the fragments of the Sanjiangyuan more than once, and more than once, they were terrified to see the green light points of the soldiers, crumbling in the strong red light.

But what is surprising is that the tenacious fighters persevered little by little.

More than once, everyone has gained hope in the midst of suffering.

The heroic soldiers came to the last moment step by step, and with everyone's infinite expectations, they came to the last moment.

But it was at this time that the Blood Moon appeared.

It was not only the appearance of the blood moon in the fragmented world of the Sanjiangyuan, but also the entire Huaxia that saw a round of blood-colored strange moons.

Before the Great Xia Period, some scientists once said that the blood moon was purely a natural celestial phenomenon, without any energy burst or conversion process, and did not involve any natural disasters.

However, at this moment, in the war room, everyone's heart is saying that the blood moon may be a symbol of disaster, a synonym for despair, and a harbinger of the destruction of life and blood in the world......

Ouyang Pan's quantum induction disappeared in less than three minutes.

The bad news came again, and the god-level light gate of Wutai Mountain suddenly dimmed, losing its quantum induction to the great monk Zhishan.

Almost at the same time, on the quantum induction instrument in the capital, the blood moon glowed greatly, and the green light was missing.

The great monk of Wutai Mountain has fallen!

In the war room, the falling needles could be heard, and everyone's rough gasping sound could be heard, and at this time, at the top of the Forbidden City, under the shroud of the blood moon, the god-level light that was blooming with five-colored divine light suddenly bloomed with dazzling brilliance, and then, as if returning to the light, it suddenly dimmed completely.

The blood moon still shrouded the top of the Forbidden City! On the earth, it seemed that blood was flowing slowly, and sorrow spread in the blood light.

After half a ring, the general broke the calm in a low voice: "What should come, will always come, no matter how sad we are, how disappointed we are, no matter how difficult the days are, we all have to live strongly, Lao Zhou, what is the situation now?"

Professor Zhou said in a low voice: "Dongfang sacrificed, the god-level light gate of the Forbidden City was closed, and the capital lost the last perception of the source of the three rivers, but on the Kunlun side, the divine gate is still open, and the small path Zhong Keyi still exists, and the other unknown ......"

A wounded little Taoist priest is still alive!

In other words, the battle for the desolate world fragments of the Sanjiangyuan is really coming to an end.

Xuan Zhen leaned on his body, as if he had aged a lot in an instant, and said helplessly: "Old Zhou, keep an eye on the news of Kunlun at any time, Sanjiangyuan has failed, inform them as soon as possible, although they have fallen short, however, they should be able to ensure that the Sanjiangyuan Secret Realm becomes a heaven-level secret realm, we need to send more monks in it, and destroy the last Aoki Seal as soon as possible......"

Professor Zhou nodded and did not speak.

In the war room, it was quiet, and everyone was waiting quietly, quietly waiting for the final verdict.

Time passes bit by bit!

The little Taoist Zhong Keyi is dying.

Always dying.

Time, weirdly, passes bit by bit......

After a long time, Xuan Zhen asked in surprise, "What's the situation?"

Professor Zhou looked up at the blood-colored moon outside the window, and an extremely puzzled expression appeared on his face: "Without the medium of the East, the capital has completely lost its sense of the source of the three rivers, but the little Taoist priest seems to have never sacrificed, this blood moon is still hanging high, there is too little information, and I still can't understand what happened in the fragmented world of the source of the three rivers?"

Xuan Zhen said in a deep voice: "No, no! What happened inside? But how did Yi persevere?"

Everyone wanted to know what was going on in the fragments of the Sanjiangyuan! How could a dying little Taoist priest be able to fight against the incomparably powerful Blood Moon Light.

But the strange thing is that the miraculous thing is that the little Taoist priest persevered tenaciously.

Kunlun's god-level light gate is dying, but it has always remained open, and the battle of the desolate world fragments of the Sanjiangyuan has not yet ended.

The little Taoist priest Zhong Ke hung Sanjiangyuan in a dying state, and the end of the fall short never came!

The strange state made everyone in the war room feel uneasy, and they were careful that their hopes would be shattered in an instant.

It also made everyone in the war room want to open the fog of the Sanjiangyuan Secret Realm and go in to see what kind of strange situation is happening inside.

Everyone wants to know what is going on in Sanjiangyuan!

In the general's heart, there was suddenly a very strong intuition that all this in front of him was so similar. Just like the Qianlong III reagent test that day, when everyone was full of despair about the whole test result, just when everyone thought it was going to fail, it was very similar......

I remember that at that time, it was Fang Yun who stepped forward and created an incredible miracle, so now, among the fragments of the source of the three rivers, is it Fang Yun who is creating a miracle?

This thought flashed, and the general's face flashed with red light, and he muttered in his mouth: "Perhaps, we are waiting for a miracle to come, perhaps, in the source of the three rivers, someone has carried the hope we are most looking forward to......