But if the wind is smooth, how could the potter, who was already excited, not only did not take the heroes of the world in his eyes, but also did not even pay attention to the traversers, listen to Guo Jia's dissuasion and plunged into Zuo Zuo's military formation.

At the moment when the 1000 Black Cavalry collided with Cao's army, the potter suddenly discovered that everything around him had changed wonderfully.

The gloomy weather suddenly turned black.

"Why is it dark?" the cries of surprise came and went.

Suddenly, there were dots of fire around, and under the firelight was Cao Jun's figure.

Although he felt weird, since he saw the enemy army, the potter put his worries behind him.

"Kill!" the black cavalry rushed forward with the shouting of killing.

"Ahh

The potter who rushed the fastest was the first to cry.

Guo Jia's high and downward perspective can clearly see that the potter has been trapped in the horse pit, and the war horse has broken his foot.

But in the eyes of the potter, this was not the case at all, he saw that the foot of the fallen war horse was wrapped in several ghost fires that burned the horse's scream, and this ghost fire burned his clothes.

"This temperature, this is real fire?"

Feeling the scorching heat on his clothes, the potter extinguished the fire with a single blow, but the heat also burned his hands.

"Lord, hide, rocket!"

But it didn't work, no matter how Guo Jia ordered the soldiers in Shanyang Pass to call, the potter acted as if he hadn't heard anything.

Finally, the 1,000 Black Cavalry who rushed into the enemy line had no way to live.

After all, the potter's is only in the stage of condensing the soul of war, and he has not yet reached the realm of breaking through the void and piercing the cangmin.

Under the threat of life and death, a thought popped into the potter's mind: "Run!"

The broken dragon halberd moved, surrounding his body in an impenetrable wind, like a halberd blade dragon Kai, no matter what demons and monsters around him, he couldn't block his way back.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and as a soldier was swept away by the flying Broken Dragon Halberd, the potter finally saw the original light, and at this moment, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, looking back at the messy Cao Army's military array was no longer as casual as before.

He stood proudly in front of the formation, did not run another step, and asked, "What is this?"

"I will personally send you to the potter of hell, these eight burial soul arrays are just the beginning!"

The Eight Soul Burial Array was worth 1,000 points, and these 1,000 points were originally intended for him to save up and buy a good cultivation exercise, but how could he not report the hatred of taking his wife?

The formation is complete, and the formation is self-contained, without a shadow or phase.

Looking at Zuo Zuo, who was so angry that he had lost his anger and had a calm and undying face, the potter suddenly emerged with an emotion called: regret.

It was he who personally abandoned his advantage of hiding in the shadows, and now the other party is on guard, and he has no contempt for himself as a traverser, and the possibility of wanting to take his life again is almost zero.

The potter, who opened his mouth and wanted to say something, didn't say anything after all, and there was no winner in the real sense of the word.

The potter gave Zuo Zuo a fatal blow with Diao Chan but was defeated in front of the battle, and although Zuo Zuo defeated the potter, he lost Diao Chan.

Returning to Shanyang Pass, which was as stable as a bunker transformed by Guo Jia, the potter couldn't wait to ask: "Fengxiao, how can the Eight Gate Burial Soul Array win?"

"The Eight Gates: Rest, Life, Injury, Du, Jing, Death, Shock, and Open. If you enter from the door of life, the gate of Jing, and open the door, it will be auspicious, if you enter from the door of injury, shock, or rest, you will be injured, and if you enter from the door of Du and the door of death, you will die. In front of Shanyang is a sheep intestine path, and the formation of Changze according to this terrain can be described as seamless, and our army can only be forced to enter the battle from Dumen and the Gate of Death, and Changze himself presides over in the middle, which can be described as invulnerable. ”

"How's that okay?"

The potter was a little bit of a fool, after all, he was the one who didn't have to rush to attack now.

"The Black Cavalry can just push flat regardless of it! This is called breaking the formation with force. ”

“......”

The potter's expression instantly became a little strange.

However, the dense trap limits this simple and only way. ”

“...... MMP”

However, victory or defeat on the battlefield is not all determined by the battlefield, and factors outside the battlefield can often play a decisive role. ”

Saying this, Guo Jia showed an expression of vice wisdom beads in his hand.

"Oh?"

"As long as the lord sends an envoy to Yuan Shao, let Yuan Shao send troops to Gunzhou, and everything will naturally be solved. ”

"Yuan Shao will send troops?"

As a traverser, the pottery merchant knows that Yuan Shao's number one strategy is Gongsun Zan now.

"If someone else sends an envoy, I am only one or two percent sure that Yuan Shao will send troops, and if Jingning sends an envoy, a big thing can be done. At that time, Cao's army will face a two-front battle, and we will not waste our efforts to put forward a truce agreement conditional on Shanyang Pass. ”

Seeing Guo Jia's calmness in the annihilation of the ashes between talking and laughing, the potter had an indescribable sigh: historical celebrities deserve to be historical celebrities, worthy of being called ghosts.

Although he still doesn't know what the purpose of this battle is and what the strategic demands are, he seems to have completely forgotten that it has evolved to this point, and it is completely the result of him beating Lu Bu and stabbing Cao Cao's hornet's nest.

At night, seeing that Zuo Zuo was a little extraordinary when he made his first move, Wutian became a little interested in his hidden power, and simply used a concealment technique to sneak into the camp where he was.

At this time, Zuo Zuo sat next to a wooden table, his face gloomy, and he exuded a strong tyrannical atmosphere.

"With force, he can't be the opponent of the potter, even with the help of the power of the daytime formation, he can't leave the potter, plus the danger of Shanyang, how will he repay this hatred of the sky?"

In curiosity, Wutian saw Zuo Zuo, who had been pondering, take out a book from his arms and put it on the desk, with four big words on the cover: "Taiping Technique." ”

Suddenly, Zuo Zuo said to himself: "Legend has it that Zhang Jiao relied on it to break the luck of the Han Dynasty, so he shouted the slogan "The sky is dead, the yellow scarf should stand, the age is in Jiazi, the world is auspicious", but he died of illness soon after, the power of luck is too weird......"

In a short silence, Zuo Zuo opened the Taiping Technique in his hand, only to see a cloud of purple gas suddenly emerge from the dim candlelight tent.

"It's ?......"

Rao is lawless heart is also unconsciously beating faster at this time, and he almost breathes out.

"You can't be wrong, this is the Qi Luck Spirit Treasure, the legendary anti-heaven existence that controls the world's luck. ”

"What should I do, grab it or not?"

"Buddha, the Qi Luck Spirit Treasure of the immature world cannot be brought out of the world, unless it is controlled at the moment when the world matures, and the Qi Luck Spirit Treasure is not allowed to merge into the Heavenly Dao, and it is forcibly taken away by using great mana. ”

Seeing that Wutian was a little nervous, Xiao Jie reminded loudly.

"Fortunately, the Qi Luck Spirit Treasure can't be brought out of the world, otherwise when it senses that someone is greedy for the Qi Luck Spirit Treasure, the Heavenly Dao will directly destroy it. ”

“......”