He looked at those people warily.

"Fellow daoists, this is the place. This kid is only a Golden Immortal, but his combat power is comparable to that of a Da Luo Golden Immortal in the middle stage. His ranking must be very high. If he is killed, it will definitely improve my ranking by a large margin."

An old man with thinning hair and only a few hairs left, who looked like he was about to die, pointed at Ning Qi with a sinister smile, and said to the hundreds of big Luos around him.