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WWE/AAA Worlds Collide 2025: Las Vegas poster

WWE/AAA Worlds Collide 2025: Las Vegas (2025)

Cox Pavilion at the Thomas & Mack Center in the Las Vegas suburb of Paradise, Nevada. The event will feature wrestlers from WWE's Raw, SmackDown, and NXT brand divisions, and from AAA, which WWE acquired in April 2025.
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Cox Pavilion at the Thomas & Mack Center in the Las Vegas suburb of Paradise, Nevada. The event will feature wrestlers from WWE's Raw, SmackDown, and NXT brand divisions, and from AAA, which WWE acquired in April 2025.

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In Theaters:9/12/2025
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Runtime:166 minutes
Studio:World Wrestling Entertainment, Lucha Libre AAA

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