บท 810: Dividing the Lotus seeds (1)

The orange cat stiffened and maintained its arched back posture for a few seconds. Suddenly, it let out a shrill scream and rolled on the ground.

One of its eyes turned pitch-black, while the other was dyed pure gold. It was both demonic and divine.

The orange cat's cries were shrill and hoarse, and its limbs flailed as if it was in great pain.

Xu Qi 'an did not waste any more time. He flicked Cao Qingyang's soul into his glabella, then turned around and approached the orange cat.

The Daoist nun White Lotus stopped him. She looked at the disciples and scolded, don't just stand there. Quickly form the Taishang formation and give away the merit.

As she spoke, she threw out a thin rope woven from gold silk and tied the orange cat up firmly.

The orange cat's screams became more and more shrill.