Dozens of tentacles on the brood writhed, and the sarcoma grew rapidly. In a very short period of time, more than ten sarcomas were hatched within a radius of hundreds of meters around, which immediately made Zhang Mo question his guess, he estimated that only one of the more than ten sarcomas should be true, and the remaining ten or so were either ordinary zombie monsters or empty fake tumors.

It's hard to tell the real from the fake.

After observing these more than ten sarcomas for a long time, Zhang Mo still couldn't judge which sarcoma the leader of the black-robed people fused into, and he could only say that the first sarcoma protected by the blood-colored tentacles had a relatively high chance.

After all, the leader of the black-robed people has lived for three hundred years, and its wisdom will definitely not be low, at least not lower than Zhang Mo, Zhang Mo does not have the same precise calculation ability as the queen worm, and it is impossible to judge and speculate which sarcoma is real.

More than ten sarcomas are constantly growing and getting bigger, and in a short period of time, one sarcoma has grown rapidly to more than a zhang high, Zhang Mo's expression is cold, he knows that he can't wait any longer, and the demonic wings behind him rush out, and quickly sweep towards the center of the brood.

The leader of the black-robed people who controlled the brood also discovered Zhang Mo's existence the moment he appeared, dozens of huge tentacles nearly 100 meters long covered him, and the hideous tentacles writhed like a blood dragon, almost covering the sky, such a terrifying scene made ordinary people gasp.

Sou!

Zhang Mo was incredibly fast, as fast as lightning, and easily rushed out of the entanglement of several huge tentacles, and the tentacles meandered around and entangled, forming an impenetrable tentacle cage to surround Zhang Mo.

Burst!

A mass of flesh burst open, and Zhang Mo, who was stained with some plasma mucus, burst out of his tentacles, and he crashed into the brood like a bombshell, and a large piece of flesh and blood was directly torn apart under the shock wave and vibration of the impact.

Zhang Mo's arm, which entered the flesh of the brood, turned into a whip blade form, and a chain-like whip blade form was pulled out fiercely, and suddenly submerged into the nearest hideous sarcoma to him, and the sarcoma penetrated directly, and a large white and green viscous liquid suddenly flowed out of the crack of the sarcoma.

The whole sarcoma was dragged to pieces by Zhang Mo, and the large viscous liquid in the sarcoma was empty after spraying out, as Zhang Mo expected, this was a pseudotumor. He immediately withdrew his whipblade form to dodge the attacks of several tentacles, and flung at another hideous sarcoma again.

The two-star mother nest is extremely flexible under the control of the leader of the black-robed people, and its functions are a lot more, in addition to dozens of giant tentacles, dense small blood threads have grown on the flesh and blood, twisting and swaying like earthworms, and it is even trying to entangle Zhang Mo's body.

However, this kind of small blood is no more than the thickness of the arm, and it can't be wrapped around Zhang Mo at all, and the pieces of blood are torn off by him, Zhang Mo still swept across in the form of a whip blade, and the two sarcomas were smashed by the whip blade, and a large amount of viscous liquid was sprayed, which were still two fake tumors.

After destroying several pseudotumors again, there are still nine sarcomas left, distributed around the central area of the brood, and at this moment these nine sarcomas have grown to a height of two zhang, which is extremely huge, but it is still very small compared to the entire range of more than 1,000 meters of the brood.

Burst!

Another sarcoma was directly pierced and torn open by Zhang Mo with a whip blade, and it was another pseudotumor.

Zhang Mo frowned slightly, he understood through devouring the memory of the black-robed man that the consciousness of the black-robed man would also be integrated into it at the same time when he chose to shape a new body with the mother nest, so that the spirit and flesh could be integrated and flexibly controlled**, otherwise even if the monster was hatched, it was just a shell, so it was impossible for the consciousness of the leader of the black-robed man to get rid of the sarcoma.

Therefore, this period is also considered a dangerous period for the black-robed people, once the sarcoma is destroyed, the leader of the black-robed people will also die.

Could it be that the leader of the black-robed people has not formed his body? But to lure yourself out?

Zhang Mo couldn't help but secretly think.

Looking at the five sarcomas distributed not far away, Zhang Mo looked indifferent, destroying the last remaining five sarcomas would be able to know the answer, and the one that was located in the deepest part of these sarcomas had the greatest chance, he immediately rushed out, a whip blade smashed through the nearest pseudotumor, he continued to sweep out without hesitation, and pounced towards the sarcoma with tentacles at the edge of the deepest part of the brood.

Sou!

When he rushed into the brood area near the largest sarcoma, dozens of hideous tentacles suddenly seemed to be threatened, writhing like blood-colored dragons winding down, nearly twenty tentacles protected the sarcoma, and most of the remaining tentacles were entangled and attacked Zhang Mo.

Burst! Burst!

The whip blade form brought up blood marks on the tentacles, but the whip blade form attacked the huge tentacles not easily, Zhang Mo immediately turned into a claw form and cut off a large piece of flesh and blood on the tentacles, in the entanglement of several tentacles, he jumped and dodged, the tentacle plasma behind him gushed out, Zhang Mo rolled on his side and broke off nearly a hundred blood filaments and wound fiercely towards the sarcoma that sheltered the most central and most probable sarcoma.

"Roar!"

Far away from the brood, the zombie monsters that were constantly killing humans and fighting with the army let out a terrible roar, and rushed back in the direction of the brood as if they had been summoned by some kind of summons.

In the distance, small black dots of dozens of monsters appeared.

Zhang Mo tore open the flesh and blood on the tentacles with one claw and squeezed into it, crowding out of the blood-filled and bloody tentacles, and as soon as he rushed out of the tentacles, dozens of bowl-thick blood snake-like blood bars rushed up and wound towards him, and the mother nest was trying her best to stop it.

Burst! Burst!

Zhang Mo's claws were clear, and he easily cut off these dozens of blood snakes, but the brood flesh and blood continued to regenerate blood bars and bulges, Zhang Mo broke out of the battle after cutting hundreds of blood snakes, avoiding the bombardment and stabbing of several hideous tentacles, and he finally rushed to the side of this huge sarcoma!

Dozens of tentacles writhed wildly and twisted around, and the zombie monster in the distance was roaring fiercely, and Zhang Mo's claws pierced into this hideous sarcoma that was three or four feet tall without hesitation.

Burst~!

Zhang Mo's claws didn't enter it, he stretched his arms fiercely, the flesh slit was torn open, and suddenly a large stream of white and green viscous liquid sprayed out, seeing this situation, Zhang Mo couldn't help frowning slightly, and there was a faint feeling in his heart.

But he didn't stop moving, he was still attacking the sarcoma, and in a very short period of time, the sarcoma was torn open and a large slit of flesh was sprayed, and after the liquid drained, Zhang Mo's expression was extremely cold, because there was still nothing in the sarcoma of the black hole!

It's a pseudotumor!

Fooled.

Zhang Mo's mind kept turning, and he immediately understood that he had been fooled, whether it was the desperate entanglement of the tentacles or the meaningless return of dozens of zombie monsters, it was just an illusion set up by the leader of the black-robed people in order to fool himself!

"Roar!"

The zombie monsters roared fiercely in the distance, and dozens of tentacles were scattered again, Zhang Mo stared coldly at the remaining four hideous sarcomas, but he didn't make another move this time, he stopped, and glanced around indifferently, because a conjecture arose in his heart, and the more than ten sarcomas growing on the surface of the brood were likely to be fake!

There is also a certain chance that it will be destroyed by oneself by mistake, although the probability is very low, but it is still very dangerous, so the black-robed man will never make such a mistake, the only possibility is that it hides its own sarcoma!

Becoming the leader of the black-robed people made Zhang Mo's eyes cold, but he was not angry, nor angry, but he was more calm, ignoring the four sarcomas not far away, and his eyes kept scanning the flesh and blood of the brood.

At this time, the tentacles that had stopped attacking him writhed again, and the leader of the black-robed people seemed to see that Zhang Mo had seen through its plan, and it was afraid that Zhang Mo would see its true hiding place, and dozens of tentacles were immediately strangled down, trying to affect Zhang Mo's judgment.

The range of the brood is huge, it is a kilometer, and there are many uneven, uneven and uneven flesh areas, and it is not difficult to hide the sarcoma several feet high, but it is very difficult to find the difference.

Zhang Mo was also constantly observing while dodging the tentacle attack, but the effect was not ideal.

Time is running out fast.

The plasma on the vast brood flesh is undulating, and there may be sarcomas hidden everywhere, Zhang Mo's brows furrowed, it has taken a long time at this moment, and it is enough for the sarcoma of the leader of the black robe to hatch!

Too late to stop?

At this time, Zhang Mo's eyes suddenly shone coldly, because the pulse signal he had been spreading out finally had a faint response!

It's the breath of the leader of the black-robed people!

Zhang Mo rushed up in an instant, he rushed out of the encirclement of the heavy tentacles in a thrilling way, the flesh wings spread widely, and the pulse signal suddenly locked on the flesh and blood of a mother nest a hundred meters away, the time was extremely urgent, the black-robed human breath in the pulse signal was constantly increasing, and it could hatch out at any time!

Sou!

Zhang Mo slashed through the air like a black lightning bolt and smashed into the flesh and blood of the brood, smashing out a bloody hole!

Plasma splashed, Zhang Mo finally locked on to the faint black-robed leader's aura with a pulse signal, his claws tore, and after tearing apart a piece of flesh and blood, a hideous sarcoma covered with blue and red veins suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Burst!

There was no time to think about whether this sarcoma was a pseudotumor, Zhang Mo stabbed his claws into the sarcoma and stirred it violently, and on the side, he squinted and saw several blood-colored pipes connected to the sarcoma, and the bulging blood-colored energy in the pipes was fed into the sarcoma.

Burst!

Zhang Mo waved his other claw without hesitation, and several blood-colored pipes were easily cut off, cutting off the energy supply to the sarcoma.

"Roar!!"

In an instant, a terrifying roar suddenly pierced out of the huge sarcoma!

(To be continued)