C1287 This Bit of Pressure It Should be Enough Right

Ruan Wu's voice had just faded.

A series of explosions resounded within the ruins of the mansion.

A green cone of air filled the entire space and time, carrying with it an immense pressure.

Ruan Weiping clenched his fist.

This kind of cone was the one formed by Ruan Family Ancestor using his sonic attack to squeeze the air in front of him.

However