Chapter 482: Step by step (on)

Continue to go up, up to the height of five kilometers above sea level, it is still very smooth. Although the Shenzi Peak is high, it is not steep, at least so far.
And here, the air is already filled with ice cold, and the dust in the chest of the walking is like a slate, which makes his breathing heavy. By the time of 5,500 meters, the vegetation was completely extinct, and at the foot was a snow-capped sky that spread to the boundless sky.
The temperature, starting from this height, drops below zero.
Going up again, the wind is biting.
At this time, it has reached the position of the mountainside of the Son of the Son, which means that it has reached half of the peak of the Son of God and took two days. But the real challenge is also starting from here.
Under the feet is a thicker and thicker snow, stepping on it and making a "Bu Bu" sound. Although it is cold, this degree is not unacceptable. Ling Chen’s body is not lost due to the cold. Compared with this, what he cares about is the more and more heavy breathing.
The higher the height, the thinner the air and the more difficult it is to breathe. In the game world, players do not have suffocation and death, but this does not mean that the sudden drop in pressure has no effect on the player. The heavier sense of the chest and the occasional dizziness of the brain made Ling Chen frown. He also speeded up his pace and continued to move upwards without stopping.
When it reached the height of seven kilometers, the air was already cold and biting. Ling Chen’s body has already had a pre-prepared fox coat, which completely wrapped him from head to toe. Although it was cold, it did not hinder the action of Ling Chen. The mountain did not appear steep due to the increase in altitude.
"Oh...hey..."
Normal people have reached such a height. Even if they can resist the cold, they will be swallowed up by the low air pressure and thin air. It is almost impossible to stay awake and even stun at any time. But, who is Ling Chen? His chest is heavy and his breathing is heavy, but a pair of scorpions are still as cold and cold as ice crystals, without traces of chaos. Little Gray guides him to the right path in front of him, and the road to his progress is still smooth.
Eight kilometers...-
50, -50, -50...
Ling dust and loss of life in a small gray body simultaneously, the raging wind as a sharp knife, cut the dust Ling's face, as well as the body.
The foot is still thick snow, the snow is the bottom, is the thicker ice layer, this distance, with the balance of Ling Chen, also almost slipped twice.
The small gray limbs were completely caught in the snow, but still running briskly in front, leaving a long straight trace behind.
"To here, the Son of God has earned its peak two-thirds." Desolate month slowly said:. "Among humans, there is a lot to reach this height, and the difficulty they arrived here, far better than Little Master"
Ling Chen nodded and said: "It is true... when the physical exertion is too large, or unable to support, I can go offline, or I can leave with an empty rock. When I come back, I am still in the same place. Those who have forgotten the mainland, but only one chance. or up or back, once back, is a failure, even stop, can not do the rest. here's the cold and low pressure quickly taken away physically. "
Laughing mouth dust that breath boarded eleven thousand meters of super shield Wei ...... simply a monster!
Move on for some time, reaching a height of 8500 meters, the loss of life speed has been increased to 200 points per second, which is four times the height of 8000! Ling dust have to constantly consume the highest currently available drugs such as reply - blue potions restore life for themselves and their little gray, Kankan curb the rate of loss of life.
The road ahead is getting harder and harder, and the feeling of chest tightness has been increasing. Ling Chen took a look at the time and took out a scroll back to the city. As a result, Ling Chen disappeared in the flash of white light, appearing in the town closest to the Lushan Mountains.
I entered the pharmacy and replenished a large amount of high-grade medicine. I also found a tea house to drink a few cups of hot tea. Then I took a break for a while. Two hours later, Ling Chen, who was full of spirit and state, stretched out and took out. An empty magical pearl, smiled: "The ancestors who failed, envy and swear! Brother has a cheat!"
Put on the fox robes and crush the empty magic beads. The next second, the icy air will surround the dust.
The challengers who have forgotten the mainland have arrived here. More than half of them have been tortured by the previous eight kilometers to half life. Even if they are super masters, they will lose a lot of physical strength. Ling Chen returned after the break, which is equivalent to his starting point. He shouted with a low voice, called out a small gray, broken shadows, stepping on the snow and ice, rushing to the front like a gust of wind, bringing off the snow The sky.
When the loss of life reaches 300 per second, Ling Chen had to use the blue sky scale that he had given him because of the speed of the loss. Unless he used the precious morning dew, there would be no other potion on his body. Keep up with recovery.
"Oh... you used [Qinglong Scale], and within the next three days, you will completely immune the loss of life caused by the cold weather."
Ling Chen reluctantly put the small ash into the collection, the effect of the green dragon scale only works for him, but can not act on the small gray. At this point, it has reached an altitude of 8,700 meters above sea level. The only remaining road, he can only be one person, and the single shadow is only finished... if he can finish it.
Nine kilometers...
At this point, 99% of the challengers will be desperate.
Here, the heavy clothes can not be pressed down the cold of the bones. The cold wind that whispers has not only stimulated the human body surface, but began to ruthlessly erode the inside of the human body... The cold feeling is no longer from the outside to the inside. The feeling of the cruelty and the painful distortion of the internal organs hits every nerve in the body.
The mind will also be confused under the incomparably air, and the line of sight will become blurred.
It is already a great achievement to get here. If there is still some slight strength, if there is still a trace of sobriety, it is the most sensible and only choice to use all means to leave here. Otherwise, after the physical strength and spirit are completely swallowed up, the body will be buried here forever, and there is no possibility of leaving.
Obviously, Ling Chen is that one percent.
The loss of physical strength was restrained by the green dragon scales, and the bones were cold and cold, and Ling Chen was able to withstand it. Compared with the spiritual tortures he has suffered, this pain is not even a hair on the cow. As for the spirit, it is like a meteorite that cannot be shaken, and it is always absolutely awake. At such temperatures, the average person's limbs will be numb in the cold, and the body will almost no longer listen to their own calls, and the difficulty is difficult. At this point, Ling Chen also has a different body than ordinary people. His footsteps are still steady, stepping on higher places step by step.
Of course, the most important thing is the empty magic beads.
Ten thousand meters...
When arriving here, it was the fourth day of Ling Chen’s challenge to the Son of God.
Climbing five-fifths, only the last two kilometers, victory, seems to be in sight.
But in reality, this last two kilometers will be the true path of purgatory.
Step by step, step by step!