Although Xiong Baiming was unwilling, he was helpless.

Ji Aohan seemed to feel that it was inappropriate, but Hua Kurong inherited his master's position as the sect leader and strongly advocated voting, and Murong Longyuan did not object, so it was difficult to say anything.

Ji Susu took out five pieces of paper and handed them to the five sect masters except for the Flame Ancestor. The Fulong Sect has lost its sect master, so the eldest disciple Hua Kurong will work for him, and the Xingzhu Sect will be temporarily voted by Su Xingchen.

The Flame Ancestor clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and stared at Murong Longyuan fiercely, ready to attack at any moment.

Su Xingchen looked at Murong Longyuan, and then at the Flame Ancestor, and pondered for a moment, his heart was empty. He had written the two words on paper, then folded them and handed them to Ji Susu.

Ji Susu's expression was solemn, and she seemed to have a lot on her mind, so she didn't look at Su Xingchen's eyes staring at her, and hurriedly took Su Xingchen's origami, and took back the origami of the other five sect masters one by one.

Xiong Baiming, the sect leader of the Divine Sword Sect, had a worried face, and he didn't even dare to look at the Flame Ancestor anymore.

Ji Susu turned his back to everyone and read it out one by one:

"Guilty!"

"Not enough to be guilty!"

"Debatable!"

"Guilty!"

She read four pieces of paper in a row, still holding the last one in her hand, when she had already voted two in favor of his guilt and two votes against convicting him directly.

Everyone looked at Ji Susu's back, waiting for her to read the last piece of paper. Murong Longyuan pressed the Seven Absolute Swords tightly, and in the palm of the Flame Ancestor's hand, a round fireball had already been born.

"Agni, what do you want to do?" Ji Aohan frowned.

The Flame Ancestor sneered, "Madam Murong, why bother spitting, I'm not afraid of the flames, what are you afraid of?"

Ji Susu turned around, unfolded the last piece of paper in front of everyone, and saw that the word "guilty" was written on it!

Hua Kurong shouted, and the long sword rushed out, pointing directly at the Flame Ancestor.

The Flame Ancestor stood like a mountain, and pushed it straight over, and the fire imperial qi condensed into a red giant screen, as if the entire Elder's House had been set on fire, and he wanted to involve the flower withering glory in the flames!

Murong Longyuan let out a long roar, the Seven Absolute Swords rose, and he used a move "Die overnight", and the awe-inspiring aura of the long sword rose to the sky, penetrating through the dome of the Elders' Courtyard, breaking through the fire cloud giant palm condensed by the Fire Ancestor Fire Imperial Qi, which had been split in front of his forehead!

The Flame Ancestor had to retreat, his palms were like two giant axes, and he suddenly closed them, and he actually caught the sky-cutting sword.

But the dignified sword qi still forced him straight through the stone wall, retreating a few zhang away, his palm was injured by the sword qi, and blood was oozing out. He roared, pushed his palms obliquely, unloaded the sword qi aside, suddenly jumped up in mid-air, waved his blood-red robe, like a huge red cloud, and pounced towards Su Xingchen!

Su Xingchen didn't expect that the Flame Ancestor would attack him. He had always regarded it as an onlooker, this was clearly just a power struggle between Murong Longyuan and the Flame Ancestor, and he was just an angler sitting by the river.

The Flame Ancestor waved his palms continuously, and more than ten fireballs attacked Su Xingchen like a storm, and the entire Elder's House was already like a steamer, flame-red.

At this moment, Su Xingchen was already unavoidable, and immediately waved his palm up, using "or leaping into the abyss", the left side leaned forward, and the right palm pierced out from under the left palm, and a clear roaring dragon groaned, and a snow-white dragon with faint scales followed his winding palm, and also circled up, directly taking the Flame Ancestor.

The more than ten fireballs, as soon as they encountered the momentum of the snow-white dragon, collapsed when they touched it, and they were draped in all directions.

The Flame Ancestor was in mid-air, pushing his palms downward, and the Fire Imperial Qi and the Cangming Imperial Qi slammed together. Although Su Xingchen's Dragon Capture Emperor was unparalleled in the world, his cultivation of the Cangming Imperial Qi had only reached the fourth level of the Soul Breath Realm after all, which was too far away from the eighth level of the Soul Treasure Realm of the Fire Ancestor.

Under this palm, the snow-white dragon transformed by the palm power of "or leaping into the abyss" still smashed through the palm shadow of the Fire Ancestor, but disappeared in the sky full of fire clouds.

The Fire Ancestor's face was red, half crooked, and it was extremely ugly. Although he blocked this "or leap into the abyss" move, the palm power penetrated the fire cloud, and still swept his face, and when he was struck by lightning, his whole body trembled greatly, and he almost went limp.

Su Xingchen's palm power only broke through the fire clouds in the sky, but the remaining fire clouds around him still swept down, and Su Xingchen was submerged when he landed.

Ji Susu was about to make a move, but Murong Longyuan suddenly reached out from behind him and grabbed her wrist to press the sword.

Ji Susu's face was like frost, and he suddenly puffed up the wind and air, opened his cherry mouth, and blew it out of thin air!

In the entire stone room, a hurricane wind was suddenly rolled up, blowing away the fire cloud on Su Xingchen's body, and instead burning towards the Flame Ancestor.

Ji Susu only puffed up, and her wrist was buckled by her husband, and after only a slight pause, she saw that the Flame Ancestor was not afraid of the fire, and walked out of the recurling fire cloud, suddenly opened her bloody mouth, bit the tip of her tongue, spit out a mouthful of blood, and pounced on Su Xingchen's head!

The blood formed a puff of blood mist, and with a pounce, a huge blood-colored flame bloomed like a firework, and the head was shrouded above Su Xingchen's head.

"Blood Mandala!" Xiong Baiming, the Sect Master of the Divine Sword Sect, exclaimed in surprise.

The entire Sect Masters and Elders of the Six Divine Dragon Sects were all surprised. It seems that there is indeed an undercurrent on Flame Sky Island. Because, the Blood Mandala is not a martial art that has been circulated on Flame Sky Island at all, but an evil martial art from the Divine Martial Nine Land, which is notorious, and I can't imagine that the Flame Ancestor actually practiced it secretly.

Su Xingchen couldn't hide, his whole body was shrouded in the huge blood flames, and he immediately let out a low hey, and used "Lishu Dachuan", with a swing of his palms, he spread a match-like Hunyuan Imperial Qi, which arced slightly and gave birth to light, protecting the front of him.

As soon as the blood-colored flame touched the arc-shaped match condensed by the Cangming Imperial Qi, it did not bounce away, but instead melted into it, going against the qi, penetrating directly into Su Xingchen's palms, and dyeing his two arms red, as if blood was flowing for a long time.

The magic of this blood mandala is incomprehensible. The Flame Ancestor has always been known for his strong golden imperial qi, but this blood mandala is extremely vicious, and it was not forced to retreat by Su Xingchen's fierce and incomparable Dragon Capture Emperor's hand, but instead overcame rigidity with softness and seeped straight over.

Su Xingchen was horrified, and he wanted to make the vicissitudes of the imperial qi and force the attacking blood qi back, but he felt that his mind was swaying, and those two arms, as if he were infected by the divine soul breath of the Fire Ancestor, seemed to be uncontrollable, and fell straight down, and the blood qi penetrated extremely quickly, reaching his shoulders, and instantly spread to Su Xingchen's whole body, and even the eyes behind the crystal pupils of the mask turned blood-red in an instant!

It turned out that this blood mandala was spit out by the Flame Ancestor with a mouthful of blood, containing the spirit breath refined by the Flame Ancestor, and it specifically invaded the enemy** to control the opponent's mind.

Su Xingchen only felt that his whole body was numb, and he was completely out of his control, his legs softened, and he slowly sat down on the ground.

Ji Aohan took a step forward, and two cold chills condensed a wall of ice on the ground, blocking Su Xingchen's body. The essence of the Fire Ancestor's fire qi was far greater than that of Ji Aohan, and with a push of his palms, he passed through the cold ice wall, covered with ice edges, opened his big fan-like hand, grabbed Su Xingchen, and pierced through the big hole in the stone wall of the Elder's Courtyard!

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