บท 687: Push

Ji Hao suddenly felt anxious; his blood began boiling, and he somehow sensed an immensely great danger coming. Subconsciously, he quickly moved back and transformed his body into a golden beam of light, dazzling backward at his highest speed.

The ground started shaking intensely while a thick, square-shaped flagstone rose from the ground. The hundred-mile long, ten-mile thick, enormous flagstone had countless ancient style spell symbols sparkling on it while it roared towards Ji Hao along with a fierce gust of wind.

Reasonably, such a tremendous flagstone could never fly too fast. Nevertheless, with the help of the great Dao of nature of Pan Xi world, this giant flagstone moved as fast as teleporting. It flashed through the air for a few times and reached before Ji Hao’s eyes. What came right next was the second flagstone and the third one, rising from the ground in a row, moving swiftly towards Ji Hao along with fierce gusts of wind.