That person's appearance was ordinary, and his strength was also ordinary. He was only a first level Demon Lord, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a bald head. Other than a look of vigilance in his eyes, there was no malice.
However, for some reason, one of his eyes was blind, and a long scar ran from the top of his head to his chin all the way to his shoulder and neck, looking ferocious and terrifying.
After that, a few more people walked out from behind the man. There were men and women, and all of them were first grade devil Lords. They looked at Yunxiao, then at the big lizard, and their faces were filled with shock.
Yunxiao looked coldly at the man who had thrown the spear and snorted, " "What do you mean?"
The man's face looked a little panicked, and he couldn't help but take a step back. He looked a little timid, but he still insisted, " "The broken armor Iron Lizard is ours."
