Chapter 5849 Let's play first

"Only the last genius who is alive and stands on the top of the 'Flame Sword' with a Flame Crystal in his hand will represent the final victory and be qualified to have the title of 'One Crown'."

"The Crown Championship has no rules, only results."

"Now, you can start..."

The last word echoed with endless coldness throughout the Exploding Flame Prison.

In an instant, all the geniuses in it looked at the Flame Sword, and their eyes immediately became full of fighting spirit and passion!

Then, almost without any prior agreement, the geniuses randomly scattered in various parts of the "Exploding Flame Prison" took action in unison and began to look for the Flame Crystal.

Ye Wuque also moved here.

"Flame Crystal..."

A faint light flashed in his bright eyes. Ye Wuque understood that since the seven-pointed star said that there was a Flame Crystal, it must not be so easy to find. It must take some effort to... Wait!

Ye Wuque, who was moving forward at a high speed, suddenly stopped in the void.

He once again looked in the direction of the Flame Sword, and slowly said to himself: "There are no rules, only results."

Immediately, a faint arc slowly appeared at the corner of Ye Wuque's mouth.

"So, there is no need to look for any Flame Crystals."

With this thought, Ye Wuque turned around and headed straight for... Flame Sword!

What Flame Crystals, he seemed to not care at all, completely ignoring them.

Going straight all the way, Ye Wuque fully appreciated the harsh environment of the Exploding Flame Prison. The scorching breath in the air was the extremely harmful gas formed by magma, and it was accompanied by a thick fire poison.

And the closer to the Flame Sword, the higher the temperature of the air, the more terrible the fire poison.

When Ye Wuque was still tens of thousands of miles away from the Flame Sword, the void around him had already been distorted, and even melted directly. The boiling fire poison was enough to corrode and destroy all living creatures.

If it were a creature whose body was not strong enough, he would probably have lost all his strength, and his body would be directly submerged by the power of the fire poison and turned into ashes.

But such fire poison had no effect on Ye Wuque, and he still went straight to the Flame Sword.

When he finally arrived under the Flame Sword, Ye Wuque stopped and looked up at the Flame Sword, which stood tall and straight, with a hint of shock in his eyes.

The Flame Sword stood here like a divine sword from outer space, and the red flames burning on it surged with endless destructive power.

Explosion, wildness, and violence!

This must not be an ordinary flame, but a special flame containing endless fire poison and infinite power of fear.

Compared with the fire poison scattered in the void before, it is much more terrible.

This terrible flame is no longer just burning, it has almost condensed into a strange liquid!

That's right.

The burning flame condensed into a strange liquid, and you can imagine how terrible the temperature inside is.

"The word 'prison' is used just right."

Ye Wuque glanced at the entire Yanjianfeng, and finally looked at the direction of the peak of Yanjianfeng covered by endless flames. Then he retracted his gaze and found a place directly below Yanjianfeng, sat down and waited patiently.

Yes, this is Ye Wuque's strategy.

Going to find the Yanjing?

There is no need at all!

Brother Ye chose to wait and see.

Anyway, the other geniuses will definitely find the Yanjing, and their final destination is naturally Yanjianfeng.

He only needs to wait here, and he can wait obediently until those people bring the Yanjing to him in person.

In other words, the Yanjing originally belonged to Brother Ye, but was temporarily deposited in the hands of other geniuses.

When they come, Brother Ye will take it directly as a thank you, which is both polite and thoughtful. How happy is it?

Both parties must be happy!

As for now?

Ye Wuque naturally sits here quietly, enjoying the rare "flame bath". After all, this feeling of warming the whole body is really quite comfortable.

However, less than half a minute after Ye Wuque closed his eyes, his eyes opened slightly, looked in two directions, and then closed again, with a faint arc in the corners of his eyes again.

Ten breaths later.

"I didn't expect that there would be someone as smart as me, who knew to come here first and wait for the rabbit? Tsk tsk! Awesome!"

A voice with a hint of teasing suddenly came from far away. As the last word fell, a figure that was thousands of miles away just now came to the front in the blink of an eye. It was the Taoist priest among the twenty geniuses who exuded an orderly and harmonious atmosphere.

But at this moment, as the Taoist priest spoke, the tone of his voice seemed to be completely different from the aura he exuded!

The Taoist priest was standing on a huge red rock at this moment, looking down at Ye Wuque who was sitting cross-legged under the flaming sword, his eyes flickering slightly.

"This layman, you..."

But before the Taoist priest finished speaking, his eyes turned slightly and looked in another direction, and then a hint of helplessness appeared on his face.

"Good fellow, I didn't expect there is someone who is not stupid."

A figure also appeared in another direction at this time, one step at a time in the void, extremely fast, and soon came close, without a trace of breath.

When the Taoist priest, who originally looked helpless, saw the person coming clearly, his brows suddenly frowned slightly, and he spoke with some dissatisfaction.

"Unlucky! I didn't expect that the one who came was a bald donkey!"

Obviously, just as the Taoist priest had expected, the third person who appeared here at this moment was the monk among the twenty people.

"Amitabha."

"Two donors, I am honored."

The monk arrived and stood in the void. At this moment, he put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name towards the Taoist priest and Ye Wuque, with a compassionate look on his face.

Then, the monk looked at the Taoist priest and said slowly: "This donor, you and I are both outsiders, why are you so careless about the karma of speech?"

"Come on! You bald ass! I just despise your compassionate faces!"

"You are all thousand-year-old foxes, why are you playing Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio in front of me?"

The Taoist priest curled his lips directly, not giving any face.

"Amitabha, donor, you..."

"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense. Since the three of us have the same idea, we are all here and have nothing to do. How about we... play first?"

The Taoist priest glanced at the monk and looked at Ye Wuque, and suddenly said this.

"Good!"

The monk suddenly agreed directly, and turned his eyes to look at Ye Wuque and said compassionately: "This donor, can you first pay homage to the Buddha with me?"

At this moment, Ye Wuque, who was sitting cross-legged, still did not open his eyes, but said lightly and directly: "I have always been curious about what it would be like if a monk and a Taoist priest were together."

"Why don't you two play for me first?"